1. My Last Morning With Melissa


    Date: 3/22/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Well, anyone but me anyway, I've read most of them. "Sure, it would be my pleasure," I responded as I flipped through the remaining pages. "'Tell you what, I'm about halfway through it now. By tomorrow I should be done. Why don't I bring it by your apartment? You can make me a cup of coffee." Her brow furrowed slightly at my offer and for a brief moment, the enchanting sparkle in her eye seemed to dim. It lasted but a single heartbeat, but in that time I could see the hesitation and uncertainty she felt at my perhaps overly zealous attempt to be a gentleman. "Hmm, I would like to, I really would, but my husband might not understand..." Realizing that I had overstepped her boundaries, I raised my hand, smiling in friendly defeat. "I understand completely," I replied, hoping I could save the moment from becoming even more awkward than it already was. I closed the book in surrender and held it out to her. "Why don't you just take it now? I've got a copy of 'Special Delivery' I've been looking forward to. I can wait to finish 'Conspiracy' until you are done." Melissa smiled brightly and laughed as she took the book from my hand. "Seriously? You read Danielle Steel? You've got to be kidding!" The previous awkwardness gone, I grinned and softly laughed. "Does that really surprise you? She really does write some very steamy prose, you know." Melissa actually blushed slightly and said "I know," while giggling in agreement. Then her smile widened as she went on. "It's a good thing my ...
    husband doesn't. If he did, he'd never let me read them! He thinks they're just sappy romance novels. He'd be absolutely scandalized if he knew what those books were really like!" Her laughter was as pleasantly lyrical as it was flirtatious and I couldn't resist laughing with her. "Scandalized? Really?" I replied, raising my eyebrows in mock surprise. "That's a shame. It sounds to me like the poor guy doesn't know what he's missing out on." I smiled playfully as she unraveled my thinly veiled double entendre and after the briefest of moments her eyes lit up again. When she tried to suppress her growing smile by biting her lower lip, I was struck by how incredibly cute she was. Over the next few months, Melissa and I struck up a friendship that I would never have believed possible before that day. We shared our books and our love of the written word in a way that bound us together. Before the summer ended, we had become better friends than I would have thought possible without the uncomfortable presence of overt sexual attraction encroaching into our relationship. I say overt because sex was an almost ever present part of our conversation. This we hid behind the thin veil of fictions that were the romance novels we shared. Through them, we could share our more illicit thoughts and desires without having to admit openly that we were actually desiring each other. Over time, I found myself craving her company and the steamy if innocent dialogues I shared with her. As the weather ...
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