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tonight though. Or even remotely mechanical. In fact he looks as weary as hell, almost shattered somehow, as if he's been punched in the gut by fate. Could this be a pang of unexpected sympathy I'm feeling? Work-wise, he's been beyond a nightmare, but somehow with shoulders slumped, his blond hair a bit ruffled, and a slightly rubbed-out look about his eyes, not to mention what looks like a quadruple vodka in front of him, he looks strangely vulnerable. Kind of tender and touchable. Definitely in need of a hug.
Shall I run for it? Get discreetly out of here, and join the festivities with the other survivors? I'm tempted, but something about the line of his body intrigues and stirs me. I must admit, I have a few types, and as a Mr. Sharp Suit Corporate, he's not really one of them. And yet, even though he's made my life a hell of uncertainty these past few weeks, I do -- reluctantly -- fancy him something rotten.
He turns from the bar and makes my decision for me.
"Hi, Susie. Are you drinking?" He taps the stool next to the one where I usually sit, "Have one on me. I think I owe you one, if not three or four."
Well, ain't that the truth!
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GLINT
an erotic short story
While enjoying a lazy day at the beach, sexy holidaymakers Suzy and Gavin see a sudden glint of light flash from the headland overlooking their patch of sand, and realize that somebody's watching them through a pair of binoculars! Far from being alarmed, hedonistic Suzy finds the forbidden scrutiny deliciously exciting, and turned on by her own latent exhibitionism, she and Gavin decide to put on a titillating performance... and really give the distant voyeur something to watch!
Excerpt
He's quite a hunk, my Gavin. Tall, big-built, and yet almost beautiful despite his size, with his sexy boyish face, those seductive eyes, and his crisp, dark hair. When he not obsessed with football, he's really quite a catch. Caring. Attentive. Thoughtful. As well as being intelligent, well informed and lots of fun.
Yeah, you up in the cottage. Take a look at me in my tiny bikini and at my fabulous boyfriend with his smashing body and his great big cock inside his swim trunks.
The more I think about this, the hotter I get, and not just from the sun. Kneeling down on the rug, I snag my bottle of high protection sun lotion and spin off the top. I slop far more than I need into the palms of my hands and then begin to smooth it slowly and luxuriantly over my face, my shoulders and my arms.
I close my eyes and imagine the person up in the cottage watching me, eyes wide open. Whoever they are, they're watching with longing as I caress myself or maybe as Gavin wakes up and starts to help me slather on the sun lotion. As he gets bolder, and slips off my bra top, there's a sigh of approval from the watcher.
It's all so real to me that I suddenly realize I'm wet inside my bikini bottoms and my nipples are standing out like little wine corks and rubbing the inside of the bra cups of my top.
"Oh, to hell with it! I'm going topless."
The towel flies off again. "What about the bloke in the cottage up there?"
The football is forgotten. Or it's half time or something. To my surprise, Gavin's switched off the radio.
"Fuck him! If there
is
a him." I unclip my top and fling it away across our beach rug.
"You'd better get some lotion on those," announces Gavin cheerfully, coming up on his knees and reaching for the sun lotion bottle, "Don't want to burn your gorgeous titties, do we?"
As he straightens again, I notice something else has come up too.
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Shall I run for it? Get discreetly out of here, and join the festivities with the other survivors? I'm tempted, but something about the line of his body intrigues and stirs me. I must admit, I have a few types, and as a Mr. Sharp Suit Corporate, he's not really one of them. And yet, even though he's made my life a hell of uncertainty these past few weeks, I do -- reluctantly -- fancy him something rotten.
He turns from the bar and makes my decision for me.
"Hi, Susie. Are you drinking?" He taps the stool next to the one where I usually sit, "Have one on me. I think I owe you one, if not three or four."
Well, ain't that the truth!
Visit http://www.portiadacosta.com/passion.html for more information
*** *** ***
Also from Portia Da Costa
- for Walk on the Wild Side Books
GLINT
an erotic short story
While enjoying a lazy day at the beach, sexy holidaymakers Suzy and Gavin see a sudden glint of light flash from the headland overlooking their patch of sand, and realize that somebody's watching them through a pair of binoculars! Far from being alarmed, hedonistic Suzy finds the forbidden scrutiny deliciously exciting, and turned on by her own latent exhibitionism, she and Gavin decide to put on a titillating performance... and really give the distant voyeur something to watch!
Excerpt
He's quite a hunk, my Gavin. Tall, big-built, and yet almost beautiful despite his size, with his sexy boyish face, those seductive eyes, and his crisp, dark hair. When he not obsessed with football, he's really quite a catch. Caring. Attentive. Thoughtful. As well as being intelligent, well informed and lots of fun.
Yeah, you up in the cottage. Take a look at me in my tiny bikini and at my fabulous boyfriend with his smashing body and his great big cock inside his swim trunks.
The more I think about this, the hotter I get, and not just from the sun. Kneeling down on the rug, I snag my bottle of high protection sun lotion and spin off the top. I slop far more than I need into the palms of my hands and then begin to smooth it slowly and luxuriantly over my face, my shoulders and my arms.
I close my eyes and imagine the person up in the cottage watching me, eyes wide open. Whoever they are, they're watching with longing as I caress myself or maybe as Gavin wakes up and starts to help me slather on the sun lotion. As he gets bolder, and slips off my bra top, there's a sigh of approval from the watcher.
It's all so real to me that I suddenly realize I'm wet inside my bikini bottoms and my nipples are standing out like little wine corks and rubbing the inside of the bra cups of my top.
"Oh, to hell with it! I'm going topless."
The towel flies off again. "What about the bloke in the cottage up there?"
The football is forgotten. Or it's half time or something. To my surprise, Gavin's switched off the radio.
"Fuck him! If there
is
a him." I unclip my top and fling it away across our beach rug.
"You'd better get some lotion on those," announces Gavin cheerfully, coming up on his knees and reaching for the sun lotion bottle, "Don't want to burn your gorgeous titties, do we?"
As he straightens again, I notice something else has come up too.
Visit http://www.portiadacosta.com/glint.html for more information
*** *** ***
Also from Portia Da Costa
- for Walk on the Wild Side Books
FORBIDDEN TREASURES
When Alice Porter finds a chest full of vintage curiosa at an antique market, she little realizes how her discovery of
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