1. Rebound


    Date: 8/6/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 58.3, Source: sexstories.com

    hostess, Denise Morgan, introduced me saying, ' This is Mr. John Malone, and John, this is Miss Nancy Frost, my lovely friend.' Then she burst into robust laughter and added, " You're aware her father is chairman of the board of Frost bank, a large state bank." Her eyes, yes, it is her eyes. They are dark brown in color, but appear to have a tint of orange in them. I wonder why they seem to be so full of life. Her hair is auburn adding to her apparent radiant gleam and vivaciousness. I cannot believe how exceptionally attractive this 37 year old woman is. I tried not to gaze at her so intently, it's impolite to stare. I tried to concentrate upon Denise but I was constantly staring at the exceptionally attractive woman. At first I was unable to determine what it was that added to the allure of Nancy that had suddenly made me feel like a teenage boy, instead of the 55-year-old business tycoon. I realized the dress she is wearing is the most attractive yellow I had ever seen. It seemed to be silk, yet there is no sheen, the thing that sets off silk from other fabrics. In addition, it is low cut emphasizing the roundness and fullness of her breasts. I could picture in my mind, the light shade of tan that most assuredly colored her nipples and areolas. She was so poised that I was convinced she was married, later I found out she was recently divorced. During dinner, she noted my lusty looks when I was speaking to the other guests. She would smile when it was appropriate to do so, ...
    and occasionally added a few sentences to the conversation. Most of the time however, she nodded and smiled as decorum dictated. I believed she was looking directly at me and I took her smiles to be a sign of encouragement. Looking around the table, I observed the other men were also watching the charming friend of their host. After dinner, the guests were escorted into the library, with walnut wood covering the walls, and ceiling. Mingling with the other guests, I found myself face-to-face with the lovely friend of my host, as she smiled, I wanted to pull her into my arms and take her to bed. This female, was in the opinion of the men in the room, the epitome of womanhood. I convinced myself a fling with her would be the ultimate conquest. Nancy willingly went with me, I was the only one she knew since most of the other guests had already left and the other girls were leaving with boyfriends or husbands. We were on the private elevator to my penthouse. I slipped my arm around her holding her close as I kissed and nibbled at the Eros spots on her neck: she sighs with the erotic feeling I'm giving her. The sensations coursing through her as I slide a hand over the firm gentle rise of a breast. I muse: Damned she is so nice...nice and desirable. Damned what I'd like to do to her tonight. Looking down the front of her dress to the nice sight of her nice small firm breasts, I grinned with lust and desire for her; the little nipples erect and begging to be kissed and sucked. When ...
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