From the Stacks

[wickedpen]

A year deployment brought my Marine back a huge beast of a man. I had always been dwarfed by him in high school. As the top of the pyramid cheerleader I barely topped five two or a hundred pounds, and he was the star football player. He had lifted weights in high school but his body now was like twice the man he had been, and from the look in his eye, his real need was greater than ever too. So was mine.

I ran to him stripping off my tee shirt, as did he after dropping his bags. I jumped onto him, barely moving his body chiseled by war. Our bodies slamming wantonly into each other, and oh I want these jeans off!

 

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[wickedpen]

I left my coat I had been wearing since I picked him up. I had a house to show him, a person of means, he sat elegantly in my Mercedes as we drove the few minutes out into the country to see the house he was thinking of buying.

I left him in the master bedroom looking out over the back yard and dropped my coat in the hall.

"If you are not sold yet, perhaps I can sweeten the pot." I said, as I had many times when it came to six figure deals. Even deals I never met the client until the closing I liked to express my appreciation. Let's just say I am successful and if you are going to whore yourself for real estate commissions, might as well get the big ones.

 

[wickedpen]

"Do you want to see?" she whispered nervously looking around for any stray eyeballs that would be exposed to her.

"OK, step back." she says reaching down for the hem of her skirt. Revealing her garters brings a groan of appreciation and desire.

"Quick take the pic." she gasps raising her hem to reveal the material stretched across the part of her he wished for the most.

"Hey mom!" she blurts out, ending the moment as she straightens her skirt and I try to arrange myself as I turn off my phone.

"Hey mom." I said, getting a hairy eyeball as usual from her.

 

[wickedpen]

The confidence that got me to this moment, dressed in nothing but lust for the heir to a fortune, I wandered through his parents house as he shot up.It was at the wall of windows looking into the backyard that I felt eyes on me.

"Hello" the voice of an older man wafted on pipe smoke into my space, as I turned to see his father, who was supposed to be in Bermuda, sitting in his recliner in a poorly attended bathrobe drinking Brandy at ten in the morning.

 

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[riverj]

Well bound... check her out

 

[wickedpen]

When my pregnant wife told me to pick up her sister at her hotel room, I had no idea it was a conjugal visit.

 

[wickedpen]

Leaving me alone at home with my husbands college buddy sleeping on the pull out couch in the den while my husband was at work was his doing and that is how I framed it for the attorney. "I mean what was I supposed to do? My husband doesn't fuck me and I mean look at him." I knew from the look on my attorney's face, payment could be made in many forms.

 

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[wickedpen]

"Oh, I did not see you there." I said turning eleven shades of red as my naive daughter's class was cancelled. Seeing her surprise, yet not revulsion I found courage, "want to see the whole look?"

 

[wickedpen]

"I am sorry honey, but we are both adults." I said unsure if I was referring to her and me or me and my new boyfriend. I leaned back and watched her for any reaction, her poker face was legendary.

"That's fire mom." she said with a grin and left me to wonder if she shares my tempt and control fetish.

 

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[wickedpen]

I hardly knew him and now I was in his house, blindfolded and tied to the bed, and he left. Or is he just closing doors and watching me.

 

[wickedpen]

Submitting to him, in the country club lounge as his golfing buddies watched me give his thumb "a loving kiss" as he called it. He had told me how hot his buddies thought I was so knowing they would be on the verge of orgasm or rape, I agreed to kneel in my sheer cover up, having come in from the pool. My veiled tanned ass split by only a single cord of neon orange running down getting maddeningly wider before my feet curled under.

It may have been four thirty in the afternoon having sun bathed at the pool while he played. The sun tan lotion was coconut scented, and my make up was perfect, having visited the ladies before making my entrance into my husbands sadistic plays.

"OK honey that's enough." he said dismissively after an agonizing two minutes of my best, working myself into a froth and overwhelming even the coconut in the air with something more primal. I rose like a ballerina to my toes and then to my feet in one graceful movement.

I shrieked a little cute cry as he slapped my ass as I turned to leave. I stepped between two of his man-spreading buddies looking up as though offering, or begging for relief, from their chairs as they sat fully erect.