1. The Plumber's Daughter


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 88.6, Source: sexstories.com

    half a foot taller than me. “You are a beautiful woman, Marie, and no commoner to be mixing with those scurrilous knaves and low women. What happened there shall remain our secret and stricken from the pages of your reign. But, I must know, my Queen, who are you?” He had me flustered. I’m never flustered. I have rubbed elbows with some of the wealthiest people in the country and I was thinking ‘Who are you Patrick Ian Buchanan?’ Patrick: MARIE WOKE ME WHEN SHE WENT TO THE BATHROOM. I didn’t get much sleep as it was lying next to such a beautiful woman. It was frustrating not being able to touch her even though I earned that right. For now just having her sleep next to me had to be enough. I didn’t care what she was doing there. She was here with me and that would suffice for now. Anne has been dead these past three years and I had grieved enough. It was so nice to have a woman sleeping next to me again and such a comfort. My Queen looked so innocent sleeping there, so peaceful. I would delay taking her home for as long as possible. I was but a common rascal next to her. She probably grew up in the lap of luxury while I grew up with the lumps of cow pies. I took great liberties when I touched her face lightly while she was sleeping, and smelled her hair, the lingering scent of the baby shampoo that my wife used on her long black hair. They both have the same dark brown eyes. It couldn’t be coincidence that they were almost identical in size, both with such magnificent round ...
    breasts; small, dainty hands and feet…. trim figures. Is that why I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her at the club and can’t now? I can barely resist kissing her full luscious lips…she started it, and now I was hooked. I waited outside the bathroom door until she came out dressed in just my shirt looking at me with those dark brown eyes and sleep tussled hair. Earlier I mentioned my wife: All through school my wife was bit of a tom boy wearing her thick, shiny black hair quite short. It seemed that the only clothes that she owned were bib overalls with a simple blouse or tee shirt underneath until we started High School. She always went bare foot when the weather permitted, wearing shoes only when they were required such as in school and Anne had a crush on me all through school and I didn’t realize it. I first started going with my Dad to her father’s blacksmith shop, when I was in kindergarten. He and Dad were good friends. Anne and I played tag or hide-and-go-seek; things like that. We played on the same team in Little League and she always was trying to kiss me and at that age I thought kisses were yucky. She once asked me to go to a dance when we attended in High School. That was the first time that I ever saw her in a dress. I said that I already had a date, but that was tentative. I always had a thing for girls with long hair; still do to a certain extent. Anne’s hair was still short then and I still thought of her as a tomboy. I got stood-up by that tentative girl who had ...
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