From the Stacks

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When my daughter's fiance invited me to a tasting at the restaurant they were having the reception after their wedding I thought nothing of it. Kevin is a great guy, kind, considerate and willing to put up with Hillary. It was a Monday and the place as closed as I parked m BMW in the empty lot. Kevin came out to meet me and said "they are closed but I know the owner and I wanted to get your opinion."

"I guess no tasting huh?" I said with a smile as he offered his hand as I got out of the convertible. I wore my "little black dress" and stockings, feeling bored all afternoon awaiting my date with Kevin.

"We will see about that" he said with a devilish grin I had never seen on him.

we walked in and the door closed and he locked it. Before i could think about it he asked "so what do you think? Hillary has no seen it yet. I wanted to get your approval first." he said as his eyes were not interested in my face. I shrugged it off and walked in feeling him taking me in from stocking toes to blonde hair.

"Looks nice" I said turning back to him and letting my yees slowly rise over his exquisite body.

"I am thinking we will take this back room" he said excitedly as he walked past me to a door which he opened to a big space with a wall of glass that looked out over a lake. I walked in and nodded approvingly.

Kevin was not as young as Hillary but well younger than me, and I had fantasized before about him. but never really thought it could happen She's my daughter!

"This is really nice" I said leaning against a table "Hillary will love it." I was nervous as he stepped closer and my mind raced with naughty thoughts but still felt silly.

Kevin was now awkwardly close.

I stammered "but I guess the food will tell the tale" as my heart pounded.

He reached his hands to my hips and said "there is one taste I think will make the difference" as he lifted me onto the table. I yelped with surprise as his strength tossed me onto the table and my legs opened.

Now I know what you are thinking, what a slut! I am not but when you have been married for twenty five years and your husband spends more time working and golfing than with me, I mean a girl gets lonely..

Kevin looked into my eyes and said "Mrs Phillips, I want to be your son in law." He then just looked at me. I looked at him.

"well that's really up to Hillary" I said with a nervous laugh.

"Mrs Phillips, I want to give you as much pleasure as your daughter gives me" he said then put his hands on my inner thighs and began to open them. I was stunned. I had no idea what to do. On one hand I wanted this, badly, but on the other he was marrying my dear daughter. then he got on his knees and kissed my inner thigh stocking.

"Oh Kevin" was all I could say. I watched as he moved into me and his lips touched my bare inner thigh. I could do nothing but lean back and close my eyes. "Oh Kevin" I groaned again as he found I was not wearing panties.

"I am glad you want this as much as I do" he said without looking up as he kissed me fully and I melted on that table.
 

The loneliness of a rainy day in an old house made her sad. She was beautiful and could have anything but still she was sad. Naked in the window she slowly toweled off. How she wanted someone to share, someone who would not objectify or selfishly want her. She was alone on a rainy day.
 
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Hello friends! After almost a year’s – yes, a year! – hiatous, I am back. I had a number of things happening in my personal life which kept me from LIT, but I am happy to return now and am eager to get back to roleplaying and other fun.​
 
Welcome back! A hiatus can make things much more exciting... I hope I get to find out.
 
Welcome back! A hiatus can make things much more exciting... I hope I get to find out.

I'm hoping this hiatus makes things much more exciting and interesting. Maybe we can work together again to make sure it is...;)
 

That key you made me take. I really couldn't wait, having played things so cool but so not. I had to wake you with a kiss. A beautiful morning and my lovely still asleep. My stuff in my car downstairs. She doesn't know. When I asked to move in I meant to really move in. We had never said it but never denied it either. But never kissed.

Her neck was warm under my cool thin fingers as I raised her lips to mine, just as I had so many times in my fantasies. Kiss.

Now it was done and she still has her eyes closed, half asleep, but I kissed her. I did! and I want to do it some more.

"Just give me a sign" screams in my head as my heart flutters.
 

I sat alive like never before. I was dressed for sex. Like a Victoria Secret model in a lace bra and thong with high heel black shoes, otherwise naked. She had pushed me away and begged me to give her a minute. This was my plan B. If she doesn't take me right off then dress myself up like this and see if it triggers her to overcome her apprehensions.

Her hand on my shoulder was the first thing I felt as I had heard nothing of her opening the bedroom door or padding across the hardwood floor. Her hand was warm and down my shoulder until her fingers slid around my nipple, stiff as when I had kissed her. I leaned back hoping for a kiss, but her breathe on my neck let me know, as though the hand on my breasts didn't, that she was into me as much as I was her.
 

Once open with each other. Our mutual attraction acknowledged, now free of it's societal bonds. Alone in bed, naked with her. Pressing my lips, my teeth, my cheek to her breast, each craving with the desire for the other.
 

That moment, first touch, unsure she was there and moving slowly not wanting to find out. Then her wrist glides against your back. A relieved sigh of expectation fills the moment until her other hand wraps around my hips, pulling me back against her. I reach back and she is naked. My mind goes blank with arousal.
 
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