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I don’t respond. I can’t.
I’m not wearing a bra, and the zipper comes to an end at the top of my butt. I know he’s staring at my black thong. My skin. My ass.
I want him too, but I’m determined to complete my mission.
“And what is it you want to do with me?” I ask, not turning around.
He steps closer, and I let him hold me from behind as his breath resounds in my ear.
My God, I’m hot and terribly turned on. I don’t look at him but lean my head back on his chest.
“Would you like to touch me, undress me, and make love to me?” I whisper, my eyes closed.
“Yes.”
“Take me?” I whisper in just a thread of a voice.
“Yes.”
I let the air out of my lungs before I pass out. I can feel his erection getting harder against me. He kisses my shoulders; I love that.
“Would you like to share me with another man?”
“Only if you want it as well, love.”
My whole body’s burning up.
“I want it. I would look you in the eye and taste your mouth while another man takes me.”
“Yes ...”
“You would give him access to me. You would open me up for him and watch as he strokes in and out of me while I pant and gaze into your eyes.”
Eric swallows hard.
As soon as he puts his warm lips at the base of my neck and kisses me, I shy away, putting some distance between us, and look back at him.
“No, Eric ... you’re being punished,” I say.
I hold my dress up flirtatiously so it won’t fall as I walk away.
“Good night,” I say.
I go back to my room and close the door. I’m shaking. I’ve just done to him what he did to me that one time at the swingers’ club. I got him all hot for nothing.
I leave the dress on top of a chair. Wearing just my black thong, I sit at the foot of my bed and stare at the door. I know he’s going to come. His eyes, his voice, his most primal desires and instincts, have let me know what he needs and what he wants.
An instant later, I hear his steps and start to breathe harder.
I want him to come in.
I want him to knock down the door.
I want him to take me as he looks me in the eye.
I listen for his movements and watch the door. He’s hesitating. I know he’s trying to figure out what to do.
The doorknob moves. Oh yes! I feel my vagina tremble, wanting to enjoy what only Eric can give me. But, suddenly, the doorknob is still. My mouth drops open as I hear him walk away.