me? Did we not have something special? This woman… she had somehow gotten to me, weakened me and brought out a side of me that I didn’t know existed. I wanted to yell at her and hold her all at once, taking her from the possibility of being with this other man and keeping her all to myself. Showing her what she had reduced me to and punishing her with the growing boner in my pants, which stood at attention as if saluting its master. A slave, she had made me her slave.
“What are you doing here Julien?” she asked when she spun around and then bolted past me towards the car.
Maddened by anger, I reached for her arm and pulled her to my arms, holding her in place as my eyes burned through her . “Who was that man Emily?” I demanded, my anger only growing with every passing second.
She looked up at me, eyes still red from fresh fallen tears , but no words came out. Instead she finished me off without so much as opening her mouth. She pulled me into a hug and held on, my body instantly coming undone by her embrace. You drive me mad woman…
Anger now somewhat deflated, I relished the feel of her warm skin against me. Her breasts were pressed firmly against my chest and I could even feel her hardened nipples through the light material of her blouse. My face somehow found its way to the crook of her neck, nose smothered by the sweet enticement of her perfume. Her hair was dancing in the wind softly and time and space disappeared.
Mine, she was mine. Mon amour .
EMILY
I wasn’t sure what happened exactly, but when Julien pulled me into his arms, roughly and with jealousy, I… pulled him in. I didn’t know how to explain the need I had for him at that moment but I knew that I did in fact need him. I wanted to bury all of the emotions I had been feeling, replacing them with one specific need; a need I knew only he could fulfill. Was that selfish?
“Follow me to my house,” I finally said , not asking but commanding, breaking the tenderness of the moment. This was no time for tender. I needed rough, hot and steamy, that was all.
He didn’t say a word , but the soft and defeated look in his stunning gold-grey, piercing eyes, quickly changed to determined desire when he pulled away from our embrace, scanning my body lustfully. I backed away slowly, giving him more time to admire, watching as he took a long hard swallow. He was hungry and so was I.
When I got into my car, he moved swiftly to his and two seconds later we peeled off into traffic. I could feel my body yearning for his touch for the entire ride, my panties wet in anticipation; memories of our night together causing my nub to pulsate in need, pure animalistic need.
It was true that I hadn’t processed all that Charlette, his wife , had said. I was still upset that he hadn’t confessed his unique situation during our intimate conversation that night but right now my head was turned off to everything but the throbbing between my legs. I needed a release, an escape from wives and ex-boyfriends; from life itself. The minute that we parked the cars in front of my apartment complex, I considered that Julien had probably never stepped foot in a neighborhood like mine. It wasn’t the absolute worst but it definitely was far from the mansion that he lived in.
I exited the car and walked over to him, grabbing him by his silk blue tie and led him to my door. As we entered, Julien, a little predictably, was all over me, tugging and pulling, kneading my skin with his strong hands. We were still tangled together, his lips devouring mine, as he kicked the door shut. Oh how I missed you!
R eluctantly, I pulled away, prying his greedy hands away, and pulling on his tie as I led him into my bedroom. I could feel his intense eyes probing me from behind. Yes, Julien… this was now my show, I’m in charge , I told myself. That first night he was the one who conquered my body but tonight I would seek my revenge on him, exploring him completely.
I brought him to the
“What are you doing here Julien?” she asked when she spun around and then bolted past me towards the car.
Maddened by anger, I reached for her arm and pulled her to my arms, holding her in place as my eyes burned through her . “Who was that man Emily?” I demanded, my anger only growing with every passing second.
She looked up at me, eyes still red from fresh fallen tears , but no words came out. Instead she finished me off without so much as opening her mouth. She pulled me into a hug and held on, my body instantly coming undone by her embrace. You drive me mad woman…
Anger now somewhat deflated, I relished the feel of her warm skin against me. Her breasts were pressed firmly against my chest and I could even feel her hardened nipples through the light material of her blouse. My face somehow found its way to the crook of her neck, nose smothered by the sweet enticement of her perfume. Her hair was dancing in the wind softly and time and space disappeared.
Mine, she was mine. Mon amour .
EMILY
I wasn’t sure what happened exactly, but when Julien pulled me into his arms, roughly and with jealousy, I… pulled him in. I didn’t know how to explain the need I had for him at that moment but I knew that I did in fact need him. I wanted to bury all of the emotions I had been feeling, replacing them with one specific need; a need I knew only he could fulfill. Was that selfish?
“Follow me to my house,” I finally said , not asking but commanding, breaking the tenderness of the moment. This was no time for tender. I needed rough, hot and steamy, that was all.
He didn’t say a word , but the soft and defeated look in his stunning gold-grey, piercing eyes, quickly changed to determined desire when he pulled away from our embrace, scanning my body lustfully. I backed away slowly, giving him more time to admire, watching as he took a long hard swallow. He was hungry and so was I.
When I got into my car, he moved swiftly to his and two seconds later we peeled off into traffic. I could feel my body yearning for his touch for the entire ride, my panties wet in anticipation; memories of our night together causing my nub to pulsate in need, pure animalistic need.
It was true that I hadn’t processed all that Charlette, his wife , had said. I was still upset that he hadn’t confessed his unique situation during our intimate conversation that night but right now my head was turned off to everything but the throbbing between my legs. I needed a release, an escape from wives and ex-boyfriends; from life itself. The minute that we parked the cars in front of my apartment complex, I considered that Julien had probably never stepped foot in a neighborhood like mine. It wasn’t the absolute worst but it definitely was far from the mansion that he lived in.
I exited the car and walked over to him, grabbing him by his silk blue tie and led him to my door. As we entered, Julien, a little predictably, was all over me, tugging and pulling, kneading my skin with his strong hands. We were still tangled together, his lips devouring mine, as he kicked the door shut. Oh how I missed you!
R eluctantly, I pulled away, prying his greedy hands away, and pulling on his tie as I led him into my bedroom. I could feel his intense eyes probing me from behind. Yes, Julien… this was now my show, I’m in charge , I told myself. That first night he was the one who conquered my body but tonight I would seek my revenge on him, exploring him completely.
I brought him to the
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