08.21
A Slut is Born
continued….
“I noticed you at the party last night, but I was too afraid to say anything to you. Your husband was there. You seemed sad. But I have to say I thought you looked divine…a Dream, well, to me at least….a fantasy woman in the flesh, just sitting across from me. My crotch was so hard I was embarrassed to say the least. I was soo glad, and knocked off of my chair with surprise you had the courage to call me this am.”
“I know. it is sort of silly isn’t it?….I am still dressed,” she mumbles obviously distracted by the firmness in her hand. She was mesmerized by the beauty of her long red nails caressing, fondling. Her hand slowly, gently found its way up the length of his loose shorts to his soft, shaved balls. She squeezes ever so gently, sighing all the while at response they gave in her timid hand. It had been awhile, too long, since she had felt such desire. Someone actually wants to be with me, she thinks to herself.
Obviously for the wrong reasons, but what is a wrong reason? It is raw, animalistic Lust after all, and it will soon be over and back to the doldrums of Living…but…at least this urge will be satisfied..and…I will be able to act on impulse for a change…be a Slutty painted Woman at the expense of some opportune moments…acting purely on unadulterated Lust is refreshing for a change…Life can be so organized…too organized…Spontaneity is shelved for so many of us…rules, so many rules.
She shakes herself back to the moment or the ‘thing’ at ‘hand’.
“Do you want to go upstairs?” she whispers to him, not really wanting to let go but sort of realizing comfort was superseding the thought of tearing everything off at the door….besides the both of them were sill not quite sure how to handle this awkward scenario.
The sanctuary of her main bedroom, where nothing happened in her real life didn’t seem too far off to take the next step.
We aren’t hurting anyone. This will be our dirty little secret won’t it?
He is more than happy to agree…my God, he had a sexy little dreamboat in front of him and he was not going to let an opportunity slip away.
“Mum is the word.”
Seeing the solitude and safety of her lavish boudoir brought a sense of relief and calm instantly to her hapless body.
She was instantly removed from previous apprehensions..
“Let’s get in on,” she giggles.
Buttons were flying, pants were dropped, he was commando…
”So sexy”, she purrs as she watches he totally nude, his right hand stroking, stroking, knees bent, intense gaze onto her face wondering what she will do next.
To be continued….
Madame Lucie
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