The Transaction

There is a greeting.  A bright, welcoming hello.

A question.

An answer...short, but with a beaming smile

Our eyes lock...and never leave

Another question.  I take my time... pretend to be thoughtful

Just to hold your gaze for another moment

I think of asking for a receipt

Just to keep you there

Separated by a counter

Connected in our minds

The words unsaid

Need never be spoken

Or perhaps

Each is waiting for the other

To say it first

To say I come here because of you

Or when I get here, my hope is you come in today

Or my break is in 15 minutes, care to stay?

Or come and take a walk with me

Card in hand

Your fingers touch mine

When the receipt is given

I wait

And watch

And smile as I leave

I live for the two or three times

This week

And next

When we'll make the transaction

An Ode to Abby

Two years ago you left ...

I never knew if you'd be back.

My heart sank, each time I was there and you were not

Yesterday, I saw you there

Waiting, ready

Your bright greeting and warm smile

The light in my heart turned on again

So today, I came back

And there you were

A new dance

Every single day

Warm smiles over coffee

Your eyes alight when meeting mine

Your auburn hair, now shorter and bolder

but the soft smile remains

A reason to wake up

To leave ... to stop in

An exchange of words and more and again

Abby

A light in my once-dark soul

...The Next Morning

He walks from the hot shower with a towel around his waist...sees her on the bed, her form under crisp white sheets...
 
As he walks closer, he notices a warmth at his center...

Lying next to her as she slept, he could think only of the sweet sensation of making love to her

and now, his mind was on her again... irrestible she was to him...

he feels his morning erection..its strength and force...and wants to give it to her, give all of him to her
 
... he drops his towel and approaches the bed...

he lifts the sheet gently to reveal her naked, warm body...

his hands lightly massage her back...and her arms stretch a bit...
 he kneads the knots in her hard-working muscles... hands moving down, gently touching...watching her skin respond to him...
 
his hands now on her firm, wonderful ass... massaging, as she begins to awaken...
 
taking one leg, massaging down, down...
 
back up the other... and she is awake, lying still, smiling...
 hands on her back now as he straddles her...
 as he leans down to kiss her shoulder, she feels the searing heat of his raging member...

he is going crazy, taking his time...but wanting her flesh around his...

his kisses grow hungry, intense...

down her spine as hands find their way to her center, teasing, touching... arousing
 his tongue joins the fingers, takes a sweet taste...then a second, then more...

she moans in sweet delight... lets him have his taste and more and more... as her thighs squeeze his head....
 he can't take it any more... and he is on his knees, his cock between her ass...

his head now rubbing against her clit...
 
she's arching her back, begging, really...

and he penetrates...goes inside... goes deeper...

and holds...and relishes this woman who holds him
 
feels himself grow larger, hotter... as he goes deeper inside

back out...and in...

he leans down, hands on her breasts, his breath in her ear...
 
telling her how good this feels...their bodies rocking together....

slowly, gently...he's taking her, taking what he wants...
 deeper...now faster... he's hungry for this

her fingers are on her clit and she's nearing orgasm...

he explodes inside her ...and the wave of a wondrous explosion sweeps her body...

they collapse ...hot, wonderful, together....

A guest writer..

Writes about an unexpected guest:

You kissed me hard, thrusting your tongue into my mouth, dueling with my tongue, when there in front of the hotel room door, I was blindfolded.

"wha-?" I start to say as I pull away from you.  You take my hands in yours to keep me from pulling the blindfold off.

"Shh.  It's a surprise."  Quieting, I hear the snick of the card key in the lock and the door opening; you pulling me into the room as the door closes behind us.  Immediately I feel you unbuttoning my blouse - I know what you want, and I laugh low in my throat as you, holding my hands behind me with one of your own, walk me backwards, toward the bed, I'm supposing.  Letting go as you lay me down on the bed, then grasping my hands again, this time over my head.  You've managed by this time to unbutton my blouse and stop for a moment to look at my breasts through the pink lace bra.

"Damn," you mutter as you draw the palm of your hand lightly over one nipple, then the other.  The sensation is different when you can't see.  I feel the cool air make them pucker as you strip me of the bra.  I get the feeling that we are not alone, but maybe it's just being blindfolded...I unbutton your shirt and feel for the fly of your jeans, feel you shucking them off onto the floor.

My skirt unbuttons on the side and slides down to reveal pink lace boyshorts.  Now I definitely hear somebody else's breathing, getting heavier.

"Who else is here?" I demand.
"It's the surprise," you croon in my ear.  "I want to watch.  Watch him fuck you - with his fingers, his tongue and his cock while I hold you down for him, let him bring you to the edge a few times.  Then I'm going to fuck you, baby.  You and I are going to explode - it will be that good - I promise.

Already my pussy was wet, leaving my lace panties damp, but now, now I could feel my clit throbbing, wanting to know what was going to happen, just how good this was going to be.  I felt my panties being lifted off my hips, hands gripping me, hands that weren't your hands, as your hands were now sliding up and down my arms, my head on your chest.  I feel your fingers circling my nipples, slowly, the way you know drives me mad while other hands slide up my thighs, pushing my legs apart.

"Mmm, I'm so glad you waxed your pussy baby - I can see everything from here - fuck, yes, how pretty - you know how deep red your clit gets when you are aroused, baby?  Tell me what you're feeling."

"He's, he's, oh, cher, it feels so good,"
"Is he eating the sweetest pussy in the world, baby?  Does it feel good, baby?  I can see him, baby.  Soon I'm going to be all over you.  He's going to take you to the edge but I'm taking you over."

I feel this strange tongue sliding up from my slit to my clit, sucking delicately on that throbbing knot of nerves, then back down again, pushing inside my pussy lips.  I am creaming so hard just feeling it, just hearing your voice talking to me, making me cream for this stranger.  I am getting close and I start to moan but I hear you tell him in a low voice that I'm too close and feel him back off for a few minutes.

"Oh, no, don't stop, I'm so close," I wail.
"No, no baby, not yet.  Soon," I hear you whisper in my ear.  After my breathing is a little less intense, I feel fingers slipping along my wetness, then enter me.

"Ah, so tight," I hear a whispered voice as I'm finger fucked in all the right places - oh, whoever is doing this knows what he's doing to all my sweet spots.  Soon I'm right back to writhing and twisting in your arms.  You up the ante by tweaking my nipples, and I almost jump out of my skin to orgasm.  Almost, but not quite...

This time, the stranger seems to mutually agree with you that I'm too close for comfort and backs off again.  While I know this is a game, it is messing with my mind.  I am needing to come, damn it, and tell you so.

"Just be patient, now.  Good things come to those who wait," you singsong, laughing at me.  I can feel you stroking yourself, so I know you are not unaffected by watching this. "I'm going to have your pretty little cunt in just a little while, baby.  We are going to go nuclear we're going to come that good," you assure me.

Without warning, I feel a cockhead stretching my slickness, filling me little by little, slowly, backing out, then entering again.  It's agonizingly slow and I'm breathing - no, panting - by the time he's in me to the hilt.  I feel him at the tip of my womb, a place that feels indescribable when nudged again and again as he was knowingly doing with short, sharp little jabs, then slowly pulling out while I was trying to grasp him with my inner muscles - I could hear him gasp as he pulled out.

"Easy on the man, baby, he doesn't want to come yet, either," you growl in my ear as I feel myself suck his cock back into me.  I am so hot, everything is so intense, I know that like you have told me, I am going to explode in a way I never have before.  You move from under me; I feel your cockhead at my lips.

"Eat me a little, lover, just wet me a little - he's gotten most of your cream, I need more than my precum to make you blow." 

I eagerly open to take in your velvet-over-steel erection - sucking, licking the underside, holding you by the shaft - you are harder than I think I've ever felt you.  I was so ready, just so ready.  I think you were, too.

I feel the stranger's body leave mine, quickly replaced with your familiar heaviness over me, thrusting to the hilt, hard, making me expel a whoosh of breath.  I hear you encouraging me tocomejustletitgobabyyeahlikethat justrelaxyouknowhowthatmakesyoucome harderIfeelyoumilkingmycockohImcoming nowohdamnohshithowdoyoudothatbaby yesthat'sitmmmyescomeformelover until I think I may have lost consciousness for a minute or two, it was that good.  Nuclear, you said. Yes, it was.  There is a warm wet puddle on my belly, but I know you came inside me, so I'm supposing our friend got off at the very least.

I am tired and sated, feel you kiss my clit one more time.  "Come on, baby, let's get in the shower," you whisper as you take the blindfold off.

I blink at the brightness of the lights, looking around.  The stranger is gone.

Office Visit

... The door opens and she walks in.

Tall, fit, lean... delightful dark hair... soft, tan skin..

Imposing in t-strap mary janes that accentuate her perfect, high-arched feet..small for her height...she's over 6 feet tall in her heels...

As the door closes, she is against the wall.. his body against her back... his lips on her should, tongue teasing her neck...

He grabs her arm, pulls it behind her back.. She can feel his growing excitement through his pants, against the flesh of her thigh.

her skirt is short and her panties are missing...

she feels his finger on her thigh, teasing her warmth... penetrating...

She hears his zipper come down

feels the heat of throbbing flesh against her own warm skin... he pushes her... his hot breath on her ear

He places her hand against him and she delights in the feel of his hardness, the lines of his strong veins...

The bulging, throbbing head of his member against her clit...now at her opening...

now inside as she moans and his hand covers her lips...she absorbs her own scent on his fingers... her lips tasting his salty skin

She is entranced, admiring the feel of his silk tie against her back... thinking of his body, naked at the bottom, perfectly groomed with coat, tie, shirt up top...

he is deep inside her now, and he is losing the control he prizes so much...

hands on her waist... pulling her to him...cannot get enough of her sweet flesh

the searing heat between them creates a bead of sweat...

his teeth bite into her shoulder... bite down as he nears release

she feels the hot flow of his release inside her...feels him grow larger, then explode...

hears his grunt, his hunger

he backs away, wipes himself ... zips...

and when she turns, she sees a well-dressed, clean man... face flushed, relaxed...

and she feels the slightly warm liquid ooze down her muscled thigh...

He smiles and says:  "nice to meet you"

Here's a little story I like ...

It's all about Danielle and her trip to an interview.