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Posted: 6/10/2005 11:37:50 AM | Hi everyone,
I am still fairly new to this site and in the process of sending a message to a very beautiful young lady who's profile I saw (She will remain nameless) I noticed forum links she had attached. I have been reading the submissions and have been very impressed. So I would like to add a bit to the fun.
All names and places have been modified to protect the innocent.
Imagine This:
They had met a couple of months ago through a little dating site known as PlentyOfFish, they chated regularly and enjoyed each others humour and candor as the grew to know one another. Neither thinking that anything would ever come of it as they lived in different area's. She was a teacher (wink), and was happy, flustered, and a little scared when he said he would be in town this weekend on business but had agreed to meet with him. They had just returned from dinner at an intimate little restaurant where they had talked and joked for hours over a bottle or two of wine. While walking back to her home they held hands and she enjoyed the way he kept looking at her with his deep brown eyes. At home she reached into the cupboard for wine glasses as he opened a fresh bottle of red. She could feel his eyes on her as she stood on the tips of her feet to reach the glasses. Smiling to herself as she caught him stairing at her a$$. She was glad she had worn her tight jeans. As she turned to face him he reached over gently and cupped the back of her head and leaned forward to kiss her. His lips carressed hers with just the right amount of gentle firmness. Their tongues touched and she felt her knees wobble just a little. Stepping back he said, that he should probably get going and hoped that she would see him again the next day. She could tell that he didn't want to leave but was trying to be a gentleman, and with a start she realized that she definately did not want him to go. Reaching up she took his head in her hands and kissed him. After a few minutes he pulled apart from her and studdied her face, making sure that he wasn't missreading the situation. With a smile he lifted her up onto the kitchen counter in one fluid motion. Her legs were slightly appart and he eased his way inbetween them and tilting her head to the side, slowly started to nibble and lick his way down to her sholder. His hands gently rubbed her legs and thighs as his mouth wandered over her kneck, face, and upper chest. She was breathing much harder now and suggested that they move into the living room. Lifting her gently into his arms he walked into the living room and stood her just in front of the couch. He kissed her hand, and then slowly started to unbutton her blouse. Dropping it to the floor he lowered his head and brushed her erect nipples through the fabric of her bra one at a time. She moaned softly as her hands massaged the back of his head. Smiling and trying not to look too eager he knelt in front of her and undid her jeans. As he worked them over her hips he ran his tongue around her belly button and down to her panties. She was squirming now, and she could feel her pu$$y lips swelling and her juices starting to flow. As she stepped out of the jeans he leaned back and looked at her. My God you are beautiful he said. Trembling with anticipation she reached back and undid her bra, adding it to the growing pile. He pushed her back until she was sitting on the couch with him kneeling in front of her and they started to kiss some more. His mouth finally found her nipples while his hands carressed he breasts. His tongue circled each nipple until they were harder than diamonds, his teeth grazing them or gently pulling on them. She was moaning outright now. Kissing her one last time he spread her legs and started to lick and nibble his way up the inside of her right thigh. As his mouth got closer and closer to her hot little pu$$y she could feel her juices soaking through her panties and between her a$$ cheeks. His fingers slipped under the edges of her panties and he slowly pulled them up until they were cutting deeply into her exposing her swollen lips on either side. He pulled one way and then the other massageing her clit. She was whimpering now, it was almost more than she could stand. He lowered his head placing his mouth over her protruding lips. She groaned as she felt the warmth of his breath on her. She thought, ohhh yesss now........but once more he smiled at her, reached up to kiss her and then slowly, exruciatingly started to nibble and lick her left thigh. This time her whole body was trembling as his mouth licked the inside of her thighs right where her leg came out of her panties. She was so horny, she was going to kill him if he backed off again. But he couldn't take any more either and he slipped her panties off, gently pulling the soaking material from between her pu$$y lips before throwing them asside. Spreading her legs as far as they could go he placed his mouth over her swollen clit and gently blew on it. Then his tongue started to lick her outer lips, sucking them into his mouth and gently pulling on them with his teeth. First one and then the other. Spreading her lips wide open with his fingers he slowly, sensuously started to lick her. His tongue traveled the length of her hot little hole as he drank every drop of her juices. She almost jumped as his tongue started to lick her tight little a$$ hole but she soon realized how errotic it was, then his tongue was moving up again and she cried out as he started to lick her swollen clit............Unnhhhhhhh she moaned as he flicked his tongue back and forth over it, pausing now and again to pull it gently into his mouth and suck on it. As his tongue worked tierelessly on her he slowly slid, one, then two, then three fingers deep into her pu$$y. Stroking his fingers in and out of her as his tongue focussed on the sweet spot of her clit. Thinking how much better this was than grading papers she felt that sweet sensation building between her legs. She was squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples for herself as he brought her to orgasm. She could feel her pu$$y muscles clenching and releasing his fingers over and over again as her boddy shuddered in exstacy. She lay there feeling wonderful. Little ripples of pleasure racking her body as he once more spread her lips with his fingers and gently licked her dry. With a smile of wonder she thought this night couldn't get any better, and then she saw the bulge in his pants as he stood up........................... | |
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Posted: 6/10/2005 11:44:20 AM | The Librarian (part 3)
His right hand closed firmly over my breast, weighing and kneading, rubbing the nipple into a fine hard point. The sensation splintered through me, causing me to moan. This was desire.
My head fell weakly back, and his hot mouth trailed down my throat to close on the sensitive juncture of neck and shoulder, raking the tendon with his teeth.
He quickly removed my dress and underwear, finally placing his hands on naked flesh. He bent me backwards over his arm and enclosed my breast within his mouth. He knew he didn't have to be gentle and he wasn't.
Desperate to feel his skin, I jerked at his shirt, tearing the buttons off in my hurry and need.
My breast were now crushed against the crisp hair on his chest, creating new sensations of delight. I ached all over with the most wonderful, heated ache of my life.
He slid his hands up my legs, cupping my bottom for just a moment, then he moved them down and plunging his fingers into my cleft.
I gasped, the sound strangling in my throat, my body still...waiting...anticipating.
Two fingers were pushed inside me and all my nerve endings rioted, I arched searching for more.
He stumbled to the couch, holding me and eased me into position over him. I could feel the head of his penis probing my opening...clenching my buttocks tightly, he slipped inside. I savored the slow, heated impalement as he plunged deeper, harder, faster. | |
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Posted: 6/10/2005 12:13:11 PM | The Librarian (part 4)
My body was not my own anymore...moving, twisting of it's own violition as I felt him deep inside me.
I loved the harsh sounds he made, the increasing desperation of his movements, his tightening grip and fevered thrusts as my own tensions and sensations moved toward critical mass and my senses exploded. The world dimmed around me as I heard myself crying and sobbing...my hips frantically thrusting against him. I was suddenly on my back as he pounded into me, sending me into another frenzied orgasm before he stiffened and heaved into his own heart stopping orgasm.
I nuzzled against his throat inhaling the musky scent of him.
"Do you have another condom?" I asked him.
"You still have the pack of 96 don't you? he replied "That should be enough for tonight."
We laughed as we raced upstairs to the bedroom.
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Posted: 6/10/2005 12:21:19 PM | I was pleasantly surprised when I got home from work, my mother-lin-law was visiting.
I've had this secret lust for her since I first met her. She is in her 50's, keep herself in shape.
Blonde almost paltinum hair, with a great hourglass figure. She spends's alot of her time out by the pool, so she has this great sun soaked tan. I figure she tans naked becasue she likes to show alot of cleavage and the tan goes deep down and I saw more than I should.( More on that later).
Her name is Susan, and she has a little cellulite and her breast's have slight sag, but I think it makes them look better. My favorite body part is her round ass. She has one of those middle aged woman asses that demand to be taken from behind. We've alway's been friendly a little flirty. She likes to touch me when she can, and she will suggestivly wagged her finger at me when I get caught staring.
I called out and I heard her say she was by the pool. When I enter the pool area, I was hit in the gut. My mother-in-law was wearing this baby blue bikini that was made for a teenager. The suit just hugged her curvey body. It was wet from the pool and her larger breats sway as she walked over to me. She gave me a hug and the smell of coconut had me leaking pre cum.
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Posted: 6/10/2005 12:55:33 PM | Yawn... tired of writing for now.. here is another oldie..
I will have my newest works up once my insomnia is subsided.
So here it is...
Painters Fantasy
I'm sitting in a room in my usual painters gear. rusty tanktop and cutoff shorts. Working on my latest piece. I stand back to take a look at my work and rub my hand across my forehead... I satisfied with the progress so far I turn around hearing a door behind me..
*Hi* I say plain ordinary hi...
Standing there in an open white dress shirt and form fitting blue jeans..
He looks and me and says nothing.
He comes up to me and wipes some of the paint off of my forehead
and rubs it on my cutoffs I laughed and said.. *well if that's going to be the way of it.*
I took the paint brush still in my hand and wiped it along his chest.
He laughs and says.. *Oh is that so?*
He turns to the painting grabs another brush and says..
*well lay down then, It's my turn to make a master piece.*
Feeling a little playful I decide why not. I turn to the loveseat and lay there.
He approaches me holding a paintbrush in one hand and a seafoam green paint in another.
He begins painting little designs on my feet. and slowly works his way up my legs.
*take them off* He whispers
*I want to watch*
I tell him playfully as I'm undoing the first button.
*you know this will ruin your masterpiece.*
he replys..
*nothing could ruin my masterpiece*
I look at the way he is watching me undo my buttonfly
with such hunger.. and such restraint.
I slowly slide my shorts to the ground..
He sees that I'm not wearing anything underneath
and stops himself from moving..
*All of it.*
As he watches me remove my shirt
knowing that I've worn nothing underneath that as well.
*Lay back down*
I can see how much restraint this is taking him..
As I see that he's forcing himself not to take me right then and there
I almost want him to.. I'm getting turned on by his obvious need.
He begins painting more designs on my navel area.
The cool gentle touch is bringing my body to life
He sees my nipples hardening and freezes.
He looks at me to find that I'm watching his every move.
he grazes the pattern he has already made from my feet to my ribs..
Smuging the lines and streaking his finger prints all along what has been left untouched.
As he moves to kiss me I whisper *Not yet*
It's my turn
I stand to begin undressing him.
He trys to reach out and touch me once more and I slap his hand away.
*I've been waiting for this*
I slip his shirt off from his shoulders..
to see one lone streak of blue across his chest
I grab the color already on him
and pour a little on each of his shoulders as he stands there.
He watches as I guide the streaks along his bared skin.
Before I can reach his jeans I smear it in different directions
and soon his entire chest is a varied pallette of blues.
I undo his fly and slowly slide his jeans down to his knees..
Paint streaking all along the way..
He's hard, ready and waiting...
I remove his underwear to see him smile and stand up to sit him on the couch.
I've gotten him completly bare now..
I pour some paint onto my hands now and sit behind him
I begin tracing my fingers along his back.. the man is a beautiful specimen.
I'm breathing soft breaths along his shoulders
He moans.
I get up to replace the paints and he snaps..
His self control is no more.
He grabs my arm and spins me to face him
Grabs my face and kisses me hard and deep
There is a crash somewhere in the background
as he walks me to the wall.
He picks me up slams my against the wall and thrusts himself into me.
The sheer pleasure of it makes me lose myself.
As he thrusts into me harder.. deeper.
The room begins to spin and we fall to the floor.
Not losing a half a pace. Rolling on the paints that spilled off the easel
the passion becomes more and more intoxicating
Explosions I'm dying inside and yet I've never felt so alive.
As he makes his own last few thrusts
I hear and feel the sensations of his own orgasm.
As the world begins to piece itself together
I see that our passionate interlude has completed my painting for me.
I feel him wrap his arms around me..
I whisper his name
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Posted: 6/10/2005 2:15:25 PM | I'm dedicating this erotica to all the kinky devils here on the forums 
The man entered the darkened room and asked, "I'm looking for Anna Lyons, have you seen her?"
"Go away you River Rat, can't you see I'm counting from 305 to 843?", she replied.
The man looked confused.
"Perhaps you haven't heard, I'm a rodsmith", he said.
"Big deal, I'm a mainegrad andimwritingstuff". she replied.
The woman was playing hard to get obviously the man thought to himself. So he dropped his pants and proudly displayed his monsterous erection.
"What do you say you and I drop the small talk. I'm dying to get you out of those Pandys so I can take a Honey Dip. I promise I can Fillmore of that Hotbush with my happydaddy."
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Posted: 6/10/2005 5:16:32 PM | Ahhh that was sweet deag. 
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
ot: everyones stories are really awesome, i hope people come up with some more over the weekend. | |
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Posted: 6/10/2005 5:42:13 PM | Here is part one of my latest erotica tale
for the fellow POFers
that have been getting my creative juices flowing. LOL
This one will take dedication to read... it is a longer one.. lol..
I got a little wrapped up in the moment
Stormy Passions
Storm clouds...
Wind blowing... whistling through the trees..
The rain starts... light sprinkles..
cool and cleansing misting the exposed skin of my face..
I lean back.. look up at the sky and my eyes flutter
*Paitence...* I tell myself.
I stand there.. at the boardwalk watching the cars drive by
She comes running.. she is soaked.. and cold.
Her red cotton T shirt clinging to her chest...
her nipples hardend she is shivering..
As beautiful as she looks to me I cannot watch her shiver
I cannot see her suffer the cold.
I peel my jacket off my shoulders..
I'm wearing a tank top myself..
but that is of no matter to me..
My lady is cold.
I place my jacket over her shoulders..
She looks at me and asks if I will be okay..
I lean in and kiss her mouth..
*I will be fine luv.. just fine.*
She wraps her arms around my waist
and kisses the nape of my neck.
We walk in silence along the boardwalk..
it is desolate and hollowed..
usually filled with life and excitement
the rain has caused it to be an empty shell of itself.
Perfect for us.. we like to be alone anyway.
The wind begins picking up and
lightening flashes across the sky
The thunder
rolls..
booms..
rumbles.
It's electrifying for me..
the air in my lungs catch
as I take an excited breath
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Posted: 6/10/2005 7:06:40 PM | okay slow start.. but I swear it gets better!
Part 2
My lady snuggles ever closer to me..
caressing my waistline.. she is nervous.
We walk down to the beach.. also empty..
Solitude.. Perfection..
I pull her under the boardwalk with me..
Dryer and more protected then the streets above.
We sit and watch the waves crash onto the shore
from the raging ocean
violently assaulting the beaches sandy bank.
I take another inhale of the air..
Sweet ocean air.. the electricity from the storm
The smell of lilacs in my loves hair
I lean close up against her and slide my hand up her wet shirt
and begin caressing her waist..
working my way up to feel the her heart is racing.
I brush her hair from her neck
to take a long slow taste of her sintilating neck..
So long.. so beautiful.. she gasps..
She removes my jacket from her shoulders and lays it behind me..
She turns to me and nibbles my lower lip..
she tastes my full pouting lips
she loves the way my mouth tastes
I moan..
she gentley lowers me to the ground
Placing her hand on my breast..
sliding her hand slowly down my torso
until she reaches a hint of exposed skin
she slips her hand beneth my tank top
and slides her hand back upward
raking her nails tenderly over my skin
I grip my hand into her long dark hair..
deepening our passionate kiss.
licking an nibbling at her soft plyable mouth.
The thunder rolls once again.
the earth is shaking from the sheer power of the storm
She bites my lip and stills herself..
Fear has gotten the better of her.
My gentle lamb.. my sweet innocent woman.
I almost want to stop.. I want to protect her..
To have her as my untainted lady..
but my need to take her... explore her is too great.
I pull me swollen mouth from hers
and sit myself up and lay her beside me.
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Posted: 6/10/2005 8:53:58 PM | Stormy Passions
Part 3
She quivers as I lean over her
and begin to run my hands through her hair.
Calming her worry I slowly begin to tease at her neck
She archs her head back
telling me that she is enjoying what I am doing to her..
wanting.. inviting for more..
yearning for me to continue.. to do more to and for her.
I place my hand under her shirt and slowly caress her navel
She gasps and grabs my hand she stills it and looks into my eyes
I wait.. I watch her watching me.
She lets out a nervous giggle and smile in return
letting her know that I can wait as long as she needs.
I've waited months already..
one more day although painful.. can be done.
I love her.
She sits up.. unsure of what to do..
I get up and begin to straiten up my clothes
and go to offer her my hand to assist her up as well
She looks at my hand.. and looks at me.
She grabs my hand and pulls me back down to meet her..
She kisses me and begins to remove her shirt..
*I want you to watch me Katelynn..
I want you to want me.. to need me*
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Posted: 6/11/2005 1:24:25 AM | Stormy Passions
Part 4
I sit back and watch as she begins to remove her shirt..
She has slid it off her dampend body and tosses it aside.
Showing her red lacy bra..
Matching her underwear to her outfit..
I smile at the thought.
She must be wearing a black lacy pair of panties to match her pants.
As if I had thought that out loud
she gets on her knees and begins sliding her pants down her waist
I see that indeed she is wearing black lacy panties..
how I would love to finish undressing her.
It takes all the restraint I have in me not to take over.
Just as I had made up my mind
to let her continue on her own
and be her own personal audience
She takes my hands and places them on her chest
covering her brassier she says to me in a shy, throaty voice.
*Take it off me*
I am instantly wet..
There is nothing hotter then my lamb exposing herself to me
Turning herself over to me.
Lightening flashes across the sky..
Making her look like a fallen angel.. my fallen angel.
I slide my hands over her heaving breasts
I slowly glide my hands to her back.. removing the clasp
loosening the object that is keeping her skin hidden from me.
I slide the straps slowly down her arms
and remove the bra completely.. laying it on her discarded shirt.
*Kiss me* she says.. so simpley I lean in to kiss her mouth
and she grabs my hair and lowers my head to her exposed breasts
*Please. I need you.* she whispers
Blood goes rushing to my already awakend desires
I lay her down once again.. she closes her eyes and relaxs
Heady with anticipation.. I lay down beside her and lean over her.
Licking and teasing at her neck and shoulders
Her breathing becomes slightly laboured
I shuffle my way down to her breasts.. I look at her body in awe
I lightly flick my tounge over her right nipple she jerks..
I love it.. I love her reaction to my touch..
I want more.. so much more.. I take her nipple in my mouth
and slowly begin rotating my tounge around her hardend her nipple
She groans and shift under my mouth..
I lick my way from her right nipple to the lovely vally between..
Drawing patterns all the way.. she is gently rocking her body
at the same tempo that I am doleing out to her.
I work my way up her left breast.. to her gentle peak..
She moans as I begin suckling and stroking her soft tender belly
*Please* She gasps out.. I know what she wants...
I begin working my way down to her belly..
licking... kissing.. teasing her with sensations.
I see her bellybutton.. she has it pierced..
I toy with her belly ring licking it..
rotating it in my mouth she shivers.. *Please!*
She pleads with me.. she cannot think strait..
her mind is swirling with
Passion..
Anticipation...
Ecstacy.
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Posted: 6/11/2005 8:42:08 AM | This is a story I wrote with a "friend" of mine. She wrote a chapter on the same scenario, only from Charlies point of view. Its kinda long, I hope you enjoy.
The Restaurant – His point of View (Part 1)
I met Charlie at an office party after my company had closed a deal with her company for some software. Charlie is a tall lady with a killer smile. It was her smile that first caught my eye at the party. Unfortunately, the second thing I saw was her wedding ring.
I was able to get our sales guy to introduce us and we seem to hit it off. She had been dressed in an emerald colored sequined****ail dress. The dress made here green eyes sparkle. It also did a great job of showing off her long legs.
Over the next few months, we would flirt whenever I had to work on her system. There were many times I wanted to ask her out, but then would remember she was married. But I did enjoy the flirting. I think she did too, since she would often wear lower cut blouses on days she knew I was coming in. On some of my surprise visits, she was always dressed very proper.
But all that changed last week when Charlie let drop that her divorce had been finalized. I do believe she was blushing and glowing at the same time. I know it sure had an immediate reaction from me. I was glad I was seated at a desk when she came over to let me know the good news.
Before I left that day, I returned some materials to her desk. She had just gotten off the phone, so I asked her what she was doing Friday night? “Nothing planned” she replied with a raised eyebrow. “Then may I have the honor of taking you on your first date as a free woman?” I asked. She bit her lower lip, turned a few shades of pink and shook her head yes. I smiled before telling her I’d pick her up at 7, as soon as she gave me her address.
The rest of the day was a blur. I think I was walking ten feet off the ground. The next day, I was busy making some arrangements. I wanted her first date to be memorable.
When Friday finally came, I was a mess. I was very anxious about my date with Charlie. Over lunch, I got my car detailed. I like the scent they put into the air freshener. On my way home, I stopped at the florist to pick up a few flowers. Since this was only our first date, I didn’t want to go overboard, so I got an assortment of wild flowers. I just hope she doesn’t have allergies.
I take my time shaving, I know how fast my beard grows and don’t want to give her whisker burn if I get the chance to kiss her. The hot spray from the shower does wonders to relax me. As I step out of the shower, I see my reflection in the mirror. I strike one of those silly “Mr. Universe” poses and see that the last year of working out at the club has helped tone me up a bit. I’m torn between my olive and my black double-breasted suits and ended up going with the black. I figure black with go well with whatever she is wearing. One last look in the mirror and I add a splash of my musk cologne, almost as an afterthought.
On the drive to her house, I’m chomping on my gum, hoping to rid myself of the jitters. Thank god for Mapquest. I drove to the place I was taking her and from there to her place. I wanted to make sure I didn’t get lost. As I expected, Charlie lived out in the middle of some acreage, surrounded by some woods. I saw her truck in the driveway as I pulled up. I got rid of the gum and check myself in the mirror before getting out of the car.
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Posted: 6/11/2005 8:43:28 AM | The Restaurant – His point of View (Part 2)
I walk up to her door, trying not to trip over my wobbly legs. I can’t believe she said yes so quickly.
As she opens the door, I’m frozen in place. “Hi Terry, come on in” she says, breaking my trance. I look at her lovely face as I walk past the door she held open. Her eyes are sparkling and her smile seems to glow from within. She has that natural beauty that has been enhanced with just a touch of makeup. “Hi Charlie, thanks” I seem to mumble.
I continue to admire her as she turns to shut the door. She looks fantastic, in a very feminine way. My eyes travel down and the up her body. I think she caught me look, she is biting her lower lip (Damn I find that sexy when she does that) and then asks if I’d like something to drink. “I’m not thirsty, but I bet these are” as I hand her the flowers I had behind my back. I think I surprised her, she is blushing. She pulls the flowers closer and inhales deeply. I think I heard her moan and see the smile on her face.
“Thank you Terry, they are lovely. The smell wonderful” she says as she walks to her kitchen to put them in water. I glance around and see she keeps a tidy home. I’m sure that can be a challenge with her four kids. Again, she knew was I was looking at and walks back sheepishly to me. She has her head bent, hiding her lovely eyes. I know that won’t do. I walk up to her, lift her chin and give her a little kiss on her forehead. I also catch a whiff of her perfume. “mmmmm” I think to myself. Trying to lighten things up, I tell her, “I don’t bite”, and with a wink I add, “Unless you ask me to.”
She is always the one with the quick comeback and replies, “Well, maybe not biting, but later, some nibbling may be in order”.
Charlie pulls away and walks down the hall. I’m glad she is walking away and doesn’t notice the effects that statement had on me. I gaze at her dress again, and grin when I don’t see any panty line. Soon she is returning with her shoes on and her jacket over her arm. With her heals on, I’m looking her in the eyes when she walks past. She leads the way to the door and locks it behind us.
I let Charlie walk in front of me towards my car. This gives me a chance to admire her legs and the way her high heels accentuate her curves. She seems surprised when I reach for her door and open it. I hold it open as she sits down, exposing her legs. My eyes travel upward to catch a glimpse of what looks like a red lace bra under the fashionable tank top she is wearing. I hope she didn’t catch me looking.
As I pull out the drive, I slip in a CD I’d made with some nice jazz from a number of performers. There was an underlying sensual ness to the music, but it didn’t hit you over the head. The route Mapquest had picked took us by a lake. The sun was setting are reflected nicely of the calm surface. It was kind of like we were still at her office the way we were chit chatting about this and that. Charlie asked me where we were going and I replied, “Not my place” and then grinned at her. She slapped at my hand on the gearshift and held it just a moment. A chill went thru my spine at her touch. I was glad my jacket was covering my erection.
Charlie was tapping her foot in time with the music. It had a strong sax line to it and she was getting into it. This movement had the effect of causing her skirt to rise a little higher on her thigh. I don’t think she realize what she was doing to me. They looked so smooth and inviting. I just wanted to reach over and caress them. As the trip continued and her skirt road higher, I couldn’t resist and let my hand fall to her thigh. I heard Charlee take in a breath. “Hey, what are you trying to do to me? You keep flashing me Charlee, and we’ll never make dinner.” With that, she blushed and batted my hand away. I think I’ll remember how soft her thigh was for as long as I live.
“Time to cover your eyes Charlie” I said as we entered an S curve in the woods. She looks at me with wonder. “Go ahead, and no peeking”. The trees that line the driveway to the “Cove” cut out most of the light surrounding my car. As I pull up to my fraternity bothers restaurant, I marvel that he actually owned this place.
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Posted: 6/11/2005 8:44:27 AM | The Restaurant – His point of View (Part 3)
“OK, you can look now”. As she opened her eyes, she took in a breath. “Terry, I heard this place has a waiting list for months. How did you manage last minute reservations?” I just smirked and said, “What? Give away all my secrets?”. She just chuckles at me.
I turned in the seat, admiring her smile. “Come on sexy, lets go inside where more surprises wait”. I then reach out and lift her chin again. Only this time, I brush her succulent lips with the tip of my thumb. Her lips look damp and inviting. She opens her mouth as my thumb traces it. “Keep your mouth open like that and I’ll have to find something to put in it,” I say with a grin, before she playfully slaps my hand away.
With a smile on my face, I jump out of the car and make my way to her door. I extend my hand, helping you out, also giving me another glimpse down your shirt. HMMMMM I think to myself. With my hand around your waist, I lead you up the stairs to the old Oak door. As if by magic, it opens for us, revealing a white-jacketed attendant. I give him my keys and he tells us “Mr. Schumacher, your table is ready. Karen will show you the way and take your drink order.” You have this priceless look on your face, and I can tell you are wondering how often I’m here. I just wink at you, not wanting to spoil the mystic by telling you that when I called my fraternity brother asking if he had any cancellations, he had asked my license plate number.
Karen led us to our table. If I didn’t know better, I’d have sworn Charlie was showing off her form. Her hips seem to be swaying a bit more than usual, accentuating her curves. I glance over at the bar and see Greg, my frat brother, giving me a big thumbs up. I just chuckle to myself. “Yep ole boy, you are the lucky one tonight”
I help seat your, getting another look at your red bra and fine backside. You give it a little wiggle as you sit down. I ask Karen for two white zinfandels. “Greg has opened a bottle from his private stock for you Mr. Schumacher” she replies. You look at me with amazement. “Thank you Greg” I say to myself.
We order and our appetizers come. You make a show out of slowly eating the shrimp****ail. You get a little****ail sauce on your lips and I reach out to wipe it off.
You quickly capture my thumb in your mouth and suck. I feel your tongue brushing against it. A brief “Ug” escapes my lips. I can see I’m in for an interesting evening. I decide to talk about a trip I had just taken, in an attempt to keep my mind off her nipples, which were starting to show in the candlelight. You are listening intently and then I notice you are caressing the stem of the water glass. Its almost like you are making love to it. You are so tender and attentive. I see a look that is somewhere between tenderness and lust.
I’m suddenly interrupted in the middle of my sentence when I feel your toes moving up my thigh. I quickly glance around and notice the tables have long tablecloths that would be concealing your legs. I am surprised when you keep lifting your toes higher till they are resting against my rapidly growing member. Quickly I tell you, “Better be careful Charlee, You might be surprised what you find.” You just bit your lower lip in the way you know drives me crazy with lust.
Throughout dinner, we are feeding each other. Nothing overtly sexual, but very sensual. After feeding you a bit of crab with my fingers, I let them tail along the back of your arm and hand. I feel you shiver underneath my touch. Your foot has been caressing me during dinner, so I decide to return the favor. Your eyes glass over when you feel me massaging your foot. You giggle when my fingers begin moving up your smooth calf.
While we are waiting for the desert to arrive, I get up to use the men’s room. On the way, I run into Greg and thank him for getting me in and for the hospitality. “Not a problem Terry, thanks for the help getting the systems figured out for my corporations. And besides, that is one foxy lady you have there.” Then, with a conspiratorial look, Greg extended his hand to me. Inside his palm was a key. I must have had a puzzled look on my face because he grinned and said, “There is a room at the top of the stairs that matches this key. Just leave it in the box by the door when you leave”. With that, he walked away.
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