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Authors: Jacquelyn Ayres
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Amazing!
And now, I must do something else.
What are you doing?
I’ve beeped my horn ...
And?
I’ve got his attention ...
And?
I’ve asked him to roll down his window.
No you didn’t!
Yes ... shh ... I’m asking him ...
Asking him what?
Asking him what, Charlotte?!
Oh dear ... it couldn’t be helped.
What?!
I had to do it ... I had to ask.
Charlotte, goddamn it! What?
I said, “Dude ...”
Ugh ... What?!
“You gonna eat that?” But in a tone that said “‘Cause if you’re not, I’m totally on it!”
Damn it ... you just made me laugh like a girl! What did he say?
He said ...
Ugh!
“Here ... I’m still full from yesterday’s.”
I can’t stand you!
True story ...
My ass!
Yes ... you do have a nice “ending”! Traffic’s moving, baby. Thanks for keeping me company! :)
Flat leaver ... again!
Can we stop being 12 now?
You started it! :)
I plug my phone into the car, hit the Pandora app, and put my cello station on. I need to analyze my new situation. That requires a station I won’t sing along to. Minimal distractions ... only ... 2Cellos just came on with their version of “With or Without You.” Damn it! I’m totally gonna belt that shit out—it would be illegal not too!
I look down at my speedometer as the slow crawl picks up pace. I can almost hear her scream, That’s it, baby ... that’s it ... give me needle! She climaxes at sixty-five miles per hour. I giggle at my thoughts. I’d like to blame Mitch for this side of me, but I’ve always been a closet whore—so to speak. I have a dirty mind with a clean mouth ... well, an acceptable mouth. I think Mitch has cracked my closet door open, though!
Good Lord, what that man has done to my body! I have never been touched like that ! Sure, I have three kids—I’ve been touched—but that, that was worship status. His hands felt so incredible on my skin, like they were made to touch my body only. His words were so hypnotic; I was completely under his erotic spell. “Baby.” His voice was so soft, matching the light touch of his fingertips. “Your body knows it. Look at how it responds. It knows it belongs to me.”
His fingers slid down my neck to my breast, a barely there touch as he circled my nipple. It hardened so fast—painfully fast. He took it in his mouth, sucking long and hard before biting it. My hips wasted no time moving obsequiously. He had me right there, ready for the taking, but he didn’t take me. He was patient and attentive to every inch of my skin. After half an hour or so, I was shivering. And not because I was cold. It was adrenaline ... the anticipation was killing me. I wanted him to fuck me like the dirty whore I was aspiring to be (well, not really, but you know what I’m getting at).
He flipped me onto my belly. I thought surely he’d make me get on my knees and bang the shit out of me, but no! His hands began to worship my backside. Oh, the way he bit my ass! Oh, the way his hands felt. Oh, the sexy way he told me he would have me there, too. I shamelessly pushed my ass hard into his hands. “Oh, baby ... soon ... when you’re ready to take me there.” Christ—damn him and his sexy voice! He had me so riled up; I wanted him inside me. I didn’t care where. He could’ve tried to fuck my ear and I would’ve been all, Hell yes, Mitch!
“Oh ... God!” I yell out. Good Lord ... I just Kegeled my way to an orgasm on I-93 North exit 36. How the hell did he make Kitty purr for him without being remotely close to me? I pull over and grab my phone.
Kitty just purred for you at exit 36. Damn you and your sexy voice and seducing hands!
I get back on the highway. After a few minutes, my phone pings.
Tell Kitty when I see her, she is so FUCKED! And you think my voice is sexy? :)
Don’t text and drive!
Okay :)
My phone rings. I answer.
“I said don’t text and drive!” Mitch yells.
“Not so sexy now, are we?” I ask, a hint of smile in my voice.
“Kitty
And now, I must do something else.
What are you doing?
I’ve beeped my horn ...
And?
I’ve got his attention ...
And?
I’ve asked him to roll down his window.
No you didn’t!
Yes ... shh ... I’m asking him ...
Asking him what?
Asking him what, Charlotte?!
Oh dear ... it couldn’t be helped.
What?!
I had to do it ... I had to ask.
Charlotte, goddamn it! What?
I said, “Dude ...”
Ugh ... What?!
“You gonna eat that?” But in a tone that said “‘Cause if you’re not, I’m totally on it!”
Damn it ... you just made me laugh like a girl! What did he say?
He said ...
Ugh!
“Here ... I’m still full from yesterday’s.”
I can’t stand you!
True story ...
My ass!
Yes ... you do have a nice “ending”! Traffic’s moving, baby. Thanks for keeping me company! :)
Flat leaver ... again!
Can we stop being 12 now?
You started it! :)
I plug my phone into the car, hit the Pandora app, and put my cello station on. I need to analyze my new situation. That requires a station I won’t sing along to. Minimal distractions ... only ... 2Cellos just came on with their version of “With or Without You.” Damn it! I’m totally gonna belt that shit out—it would be illegal not too!
I look down at my speedometer as the slow crawl picks up pace. I can almost hear her scream, That’s it, baby ... that’s it ... give me needle! She climaxes at sixty-five miles per hour. I giggle at my thoughts. I’d like to blame Mitch for this side of me, but I’ve always been a closet whore—so to speak. I have a dirty mind with a clean mouth ... well, an acceptable mouth. I think Mitch has cracked my closet door open, though!
Good Lord, what that man has done to my body! I have never been touched like that ! Sure, I have three kids—I’ve been touched—but that, that was worship status. His hands felt so incredible on my skin, like they were made to touch my body only. His words were so hypnotic; I was completely under his erotic spell. “Baby.” His voice was so soft, matching the light touch of his fingertips. “Your body knows it. Look at how it responds. It knows it belongs to me.”
His fingers slid down my neck to my breast, a barely there touch as he circled my nipple. It hardened so fast—painfully fast. He took it in his mouth, sucking long and hard before biting it. My hips wasted no time moving obsequiously. He had me right there, ready for the taking, but he didn’t take me. He was patient and attentive to every inch of my skin. After half an hour or so, I was shivering. And not because I was cold. It was adrenaline ... the anticipation was killing me. I wanted him to fuck me like the dirty whore I was aspiring to be (well, not really, but you know what I’m getting at).
He flipped me onto my belly. I thought surely he’d make me get on my knees and bang the shit out of me, but no! His hands began to worship my backside. Oh, the way he bit my ass! Oh, the way his hands felt. Oh, the sexy way he told me he would have me there, too. I shamelessly pushed my ass hard into his hands. “Oh, baby ... soon ... when you’re ready to take me there.” Christ—damn him and his sexy voice! He had me so riled up; I wanted him inside me. I didn’t care where. He could’ve tried to fuck my ear and I would’ve been all, Hell yes, Mitch!
“Oh ... God!” I yell out. Good Lord ... I just Kegeled my way to an orgasm on I-93 North exit 36. How the hell did he make Kitty purr for him without being remotely close to me? I pull over and grab my phone.
Kitty just purred for you at exit 36. Damn you and your sexy voice and seducing hands!
I get back on the highway. After a few minutes, my phone pings.
Tell Kitty when I see her, she is so FUCKED! And you think my voice is sexy? :)
Don’t text and drive!
Okay :)
My phone rings. I answer.
“I said don’t text and drive!” Mitch yells.
“Not so sexy now, are we?” I ask, a hint of smile in my voice.
“Kitty
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