**This is my fist story for a long time, so I'd be grateful for any comments or feedback**
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Monday morning seemed like a mile away just a few days ago!... I had been so relaxed and excited to finally meet the girl I've been fantasizing for the past few weeks, a girl that seemed just too good to be true even from the further reaches of my imagination. But here I was turning the fantasy into reality.
We had a nice cosy dinner one Friday night after work, at Sophie's place. We is Sophie, Camilla and Dennis, who both work at the marketing dept. of our office, and Sam and her hubby. Sam works with Sophie and me. We all get along pretty well, sometimes having dinner together or a have a drink in a pub down town. This Friday we found ourselves at Sophie's place for a pleasant time with wine and good food.
"The thing about a great beginning is that there is no such thing. We carry ourselves around in this world, letting things fall on chance, and we hope that this is a great beginning. Just like I did, with You." said Joe the first time he confessed his love for Lizzie.
A great beginning for a love story right? Well, ask Lizzie about that and her Reddit profile, where she posts stories about her sexual fantasies and asks advice about a marriage that never had anything but vanilla sex and faked orgasms.
She pulled the shiny, black thigh-high leather boot on over her leg and zipped it up. She had just purchased them that morning and as she looked at herself in the mirror she couldn’t help but admire how stunning she looked in them.
Turning her body this way and that she assessed the image in front of her. The outfit didn’t leave much to the imagination. The tight black leather corset ran from her belly button to the bottom of her breasts, cupping and lifting them beautifully.
I was nervous walking to her door. I always am. I never know what mood she'll be in, and it adds to the excitement.
I knock three times, and eventually, she opens the door. She tells me I can enter, so I do. Just looking at her gets me hard ... she is 5'10, long blonde hair. A stern, commanding presence. She wears a tight top, and tighter jeans. And her legs are incredible .
This is my first story, I hope you enjoy it!
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He feels her breath on his neck, her naked body soft and warm against his.
She kisses him just below the ear and whispers, "I want you inside me." Her weight shifts onto him, and she looks down at him with soft eyes, her hair falling around his face. He tries to kiss her.
"Don't!" she giggles, putting a single finger on his lips.
// This story is a continuation of my first story, which was originally intended as a standalone. I would like to thank everyone who commented with kind and encouraging words on the first one. I am keeping with my slightly unusual style as many people seemed to enjoy it, but I welcome constructive criticism! I now have lots of ideas for this couple, so I plan to write more, hope you enjoy part 2!
I lie on my back in bed, drifting lazily though that place between sleeping and waking up. As usual I have a morning hard on and my cock is standing up erect. I hear soft sounds and know that you are standing in the door looking at me.
Of course, I am naked and uncovered. You don't like me to wear anything to bed or to cover my body, even with a sheet.
He sat on the couch to her left, their thighs touching. They had been watching TV, but now he was more interested in other pursuits. He looked down at the way her thin pajama top lay across her breasts. It was a soft cotton fabric, with camisole straps and lace around the low v-neck. Her hands were nestled together in her lap. He put his right arm around her shoulders, reaching his hand down so that his fingers lightly grazed her right nipple through the thin cotton.
After a long week culminating with a longer-than-usual day in the office, I was definitely ready to go home and start the weekend. As I shut down the laptop, an idea came to mind.
I first took a quick stroll around the office to ensure that I was indeed alone. My colleagues had already left for the weekend, and the cleaning staff had already come and gone, so I was indeed truly alone in the office.