collapsed on top of her. He held her tight as she continued to undulate beneath him, rubbing her clit on his still rigid cock as the intensity of her release slowly ebbed, and she began to relax.
“I can’t believe that I have been satisfied with a rubber dildo for the past three years,” she whispered , trying to catch her breath.
“You were waiting for me , Samantha. You were waiting for me to grow up for you,” he said. He moaned as he kissed the tops of her resilient breasts as they both calmed. They lay there for a while, enjoying each other’s warmth and contentment. Eventually, she turned over with her butt pushed snuggly up against his groin. She rested her head on his left arm, and he placed his right arm over her and gently cupped her breast in his hand.
“This is still a little new for me, but right now I am incredibly happy you wanted to be with me so much, and had enough courage to do what you did. Actually, it’s funny; some people would call it a nasty, perverse, disgusting story,” she giggled.
“Samantha , looking back on it now, I’m surprised that you even read the whole story, and didn’t throw it in the trash, given who you are.”
“Who am I Nicholas, who do you think I am?”
“I know who you are. You are Mrs. Jones, a beautiful, somewhat conservative, pillar of our community that came from an old, established family. You’re respected. You’re beyond reproach, and a popular creative writing instructor. Did I leave anything out?” he smiled.
“I think that pretty well covers it as far as anyone knows.”
What do you mean Samantha? I don’t understand.”
“I know the foolishness of this question , but I am going to ask it anyway. How long do you think we’ll be together, as lovers, Nicholas?” she asked, rocking her butt tighter into his groin as she placed her hand on his hand and pressed it deeper into her breast.
“Oh , God, Samantha, I’ve thought about that question for quite some time and especially today. I can only hope that you will let me be with you for years, perhaps forever. Can any of us ever know the answer to that question? What makes people fall in love, even if they don’t want to, and what makes people fall out of love, when they don’t want to?”
Chapter 5
“I suppose that if we are going to be together, together for a period of time, you need to know a little secret about me, Nicholas, since you’re bound to find out anyway. It’s a secret, and no one else in the world knows about it except me. I guess that if I trust you enough to be my secret lover, I can trust you with another secret,” she said, looking directly at him.
Nicholas couldn’t imagine what she was referring to. What could she possibly have to hide from anyone?
“Okay, I’m intrigued, what could you possibly have to hide?” he smiled.
She scooted out of bed, grabbed his hand, and pulled him along with her. She headed down the gathering area toward the stairs.
“Where are we going?”
“Downstairs,” she said, a little nervous because he was going to be the only person that she had ever told her secret to, outside of her publisher that is.
“Shouldn’t we put our clothes on?”
“No, we’re all alone; no one can see us. We don’t need clothes unless you don’t like looking at me naked,” she blushed, covering her breasts with one hand and her pubic mound with the other.
“If I had my way that’s the way you would be all of the time, I love you naked. ”
“Nick, have you ever thought about making love on the dining room table ? How about if you were to fuck me on top of the kitchen counter? What about bending me over the back of the sofa in the living room and fucking me from behind, or taking me in the back yard in the middle of the day and fucking me on a blanket while we drank cool sweet wine? How about sliding it into me while I desperately hold on to the balcony rail? What about down by the river and sneaking behind some trees, and fucking
“I can’t believe that I have been satisfied with a rubber dildo for the past three years,” she whispered , trying to catch her breath.
“You were waiting for me , Samantha. You were waiting for me to grow up for you,” he said. He moaned as he kissed the tops of her resilient breasts as they both calmed. They lay there for a while, enjoying each other’s warmth and contentment. Eventually, she turned over with her butt pushed snuggly up against his groin. She rested her head on his left arm, and he placed his right arm over her and gently cupped her breast in his hand.
“This is still a little new for me, but right now I am incredibly happy you wanted to be with me so much, and had enough courage to do what you did. Actually, it’s funny; some people would call it a nasty, perverse, disgusting story,” she giggled.
“Samantha , looking back on it now, I’m surprised that you even read the whole story, and didn’t throw it in the trash, given who you are.”
“Who am I Nicholas, who do you think I am?”
“I know who you are. You are Mrs. Jones, a beautiful, somewhat conservative, pillar of our community that came from an old, established family. You’re respected. You’re beyond reproach, and a popular creative writing instructor. Did I leave anything out?” he smiled.
“I think that pretty well covers it as far as anyone knows.”
What do you mean Samantha? I don’t understand.”
“I know the foolishness of this question , but I am going to ask it anyway. How long do you think we’ll be together, as lovers, Nicholas?” she asked, rocking her butt tighter into his groin as she placed her hand on his hand and pressed it deeper into her breast.
“Oh , God, Samantha, I’ve thought about that question for quite some time and especially today. I can only hope that you will let me be with you for years, perhaps forever. Can any of us ever know the answer to that question? What makes people fall in love, even if they don’t want to, and what makes people fall out of love, when they don’t want to?”
Chapter 5
“I suppose that if we are going to be together, together for a period of time, you need to know a little secret about me, Nicholas, since you’re bound to find out anyway. It’s a secret, and no one else in the world knows about it except me. I guess that if I trust you enough to be my secret lover, I can trust you with another secret,” she said, looking directly at him.
Nicholas couldn’t imagine what she was referring to. What could she possibly have to hide from anyone?
“Okay, I’m intrigued, what could you possibly have to hide?” he smiled.
She scooted out of bed, grabbed his hand, and pulled him along with her. She headed down the gathering area toward the stairs.
“Where are we going?”
“Downstairs,” she said, a little nervous because he was going to be the only person that she had ever told her secret to, outside of her publisher that is.
“Shouldn’t we put our clothes on?”
“No, we’re all alone; no one can see us. We don’t need clothes unless you don’t like looking at me naked,” she blushed, covering her breasts with one hand and her pubic mound with the other.
“If I had my way that’s the way you would be all of the time, I love you naked. ”
“Nick, have you ever thought about making love on the dining room table ? How about if you were to fuck me on top of the kitchen counter? What about bending me over the back of the sofa in the living room and fucking me from behind, or taking me in the back yard in the middle of the day and fucking me on a blanket while we drank cool sweet wine? How about sliding it into me while I desperately hold on to the balcony rail? What about down by the river and sneaking behind some trees, and fucking
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