My husband’s girlfriend stands before me, taking me in. Her eyes sweep down, then up, asking silent questions, even while her words say polite courtesies in a cheerful tone.
I assess her and can’t help but notice the similarities. There aren’t any.
Marriage with a Twist
My husband’s girlfriend stands before me, taking me in. Her eyes sweep down, then up, asking silent questions, even while her words say polite courtesies in a cheerful tone.
I assess her and can’t help but notice the similarities. There aren’t any.
Setting the Scene is An Erotic Love Story in 300 words and is a fictionalized retelling of a story already on this blog, with a few new aspects thrown in.
I shuffled in place, my confined arousal becoming quite severe as the lord’s fingers continued to descend, untying first the laces that held Lady Agnew’s bodice, then the sash at her waist. Watching, to ensure he had my attention, the good sir separated the silk shielding his wife
At sunrise, we make love. At sunset… She’s unbreakable and wild, ferocious.
my wife is home from her night out with the girls. By the sound of…she’s inebriated… A few gins in and my most-times prudish wife becomes an insatiable minx
The sound of a chair scraping over the plaster alerts me I’m no longer alone. I turn my head, the binoculars still held to my eyes, to find a man, across the way, in an adjoining building, watching — us? — through the window.
What’s taking you to Vegas? I assume that’s the reason you’re wandering in the desert,” my driver asks. I look over to see her staring at me, one hand on the wheel, fingers tapping along to a song only she can hear.
“I’m not needed around the office anymore. The company’s in good hands. I’d like to begin using mine for something else.” A few more hard thrusts have my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
I’ll have never caught her name. I’ll remember her as my sweet and sour girl.
Why Shawn still does, even though this isn’t his family, is beyond her. But dutifully, each and every holiday, Shawn is here.