1. Just A Tiny Spark


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    successful business woman makes enemies at her job, successful business woman meets someone at work - but it was well-written and had all the details to make the characters palpable. The main character, Joanne, was likeable, despite - or because of - her hidden insecurities. Then she met Charlie from accounting at work, and they both found out that someone had to be embezzling money. Over dinner at Joanne’s home, they managed to piece together the puzzle of who-done-it while growing more and more attracted towards each other. It was well-paced, their banter was fun and intriguing, and I found myself urging them both on give the charade and admit their attraction. Then, finally, they did. I turned the page, sure that a juicy bedroom scene was awaiting me, but the next words washed over me like a bucket-full of ice water. Joanne - I re-read the sentence, and my heart started to pound against my chest - Joanne gently caressed Charlie’s firm breasts - yes, breasts, and I had no idea how I had not realized that was a woman for fifty pages - before leaning down and capturing one of her lover’s beautiful, pink, erect nipples with her lips. I snapped the book shut. My breathing raced, and the dizzy feeling was back full force. If Mrs. Henderson was reading that kind of book, she was… what? Lesbian? Bi? Or did she read it just out of academic interest. I remembered the concentration in her eyes and the hundreds of emotions on her face, and, somehow, I was absolutely sure that I knew ...
    which paragraph she had been reading when that beautiful smile had played over her lips. My fingers shook when I opened the book again. A part of me felt terrified somehow. My body was hot, far too hot given the temperature in the room, but I could no longer blame it on some non-existent flu bug. I started to re-read that paragraph, and my fingers grew clammy. Somehow, my mind started playing tricks on me, because while I read through what happened in the bedroom, while I drank in the soft touches and burning passion, Joanne’s creamy breasts became Mrs. Henderson’s, and Charlie’s lips and fingers became… mine. And it wasn’t repulsive, not the slightest bit. But it was too much to think about, so I kept on reading. The story was sweet. There were a lot of misunderstandings, meddling family members and co-workers, and I caught myself almost biting my nails more than once. Time flew by, but I was sucked into the story, and when Charlie finally caught up to Joanne, who had fled in misplaced guilt, on the other side of the country and they made love on the beach at the first light of dawn, my hand found its way between my thighs and discovered a warm coating of moist arousal. That night, I fell asleep muttering Mrs. Henderson’s name, adrift in waves of blissful release. * * * * “I don’t know what’s up with you, but whatever it is, you either get it resolved or leave us alone!” Erin wasn’t someone easily riled up, but the way she stalked towards me, eyes aglow with annoyance, I knew ...
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