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I really should be going about my business of the day, but this stuff is addictive. Not just the sex, but feeling free to say what I want.
Here's something for my good friend, DoctorBoxster:
She flew all night to meet him at his hotel. After a couple of drinks at the bar downstairs, he was comfortable with her easy grace and she concluded he was no psycho. They laughed comfortably with each other like old friends.
She wore a peach-colored dress with little spaghetti straps, and a pair of high heeled sandals. Her long, dark hair framed her face, in contrast to her tanned skin. He liked the way she smelled.
Feeling comfortable with him, she slid off her stool and stepped in between his legs. Her arm brushed his stomach; she leaned in close and laughed into his neck.
He could feel her warm breath on his skin and it made an already tight sensation below his belt harden. He shifted a bit and looked down at her smiling face, her lips. Her eyes twinkled back up at him, mischievous and excited.
She touched his lips with her finger, and smiled again.
Suddenly serious, he reached over, paid the tab and stood up, guiding her out of the lounge. They headed to the elevators, then stood and waited for what seemed an eternity. There were butterflies in their stomachs.
No one in the elevator. They stepped in and he pressed a button. Turning to her, he leaned in and their lips met. His fingertips stroked her nipple through her dress, and she moaned into his mouth, her breath quickening.
The doors opened and they sprinted to his room, laughing.
Moving quickly, he opened the door and she ran in, jumped on the bed, bouncing a little, still laughing.
With a smile on his face, he walked over slowly, articles of clothing dropping with each step.
When she saw how excited he was, her eyes widened and the smile was replaced with surprise. She blinked a couple of times and looked back up at his face. "Wow!" she said. He laughed.
6/24/2005 10:46 am
Is this fiction? If it is I thought you weren't into that! Just jerkin' yer chain! I don't care. I do have a question for you, in other blogs you comment about pics, but I don't see one of you on here. Why not? Again, I'm not giving you a hard time(no pun intended) just curious.|