1. SOUND ADVICE--Part 3


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 95.6, Source: sexstories.com

    night deposit and returned to my home—alone for the last night of my life. I had made myself a drink and was lying in bed unable to sleep. I missed the tender touch of Sheila’s smooth soft skin against mine. The room was dark in preparation for sleep, but even the alcohol wasn’t helping. I was wide awake. I had just closed my eyes when I heard my cell ring. “What the fuck?” Then I smiled as I read the Caller ID. “Hi.” “I hope I didn’t wake you.” “No, I was just dreaming of us being together forever. I miss the gentle touch of your body against mine.” “Me, too. Lisa gave me your gift when we got to their house. Michael, what am I going to do with you? This is too extravagant.” “I was kind of hoping they’d go with your dress; you know—something blue and something new.” “I’ll wear them all right. The whole set is just beautiful. Don’t be surprised if Ben is a little pissed at you tomorrow. Lisa was wondering aloud why she doesn’t get gifts like this. Oh, yeah—she helped me get undressed and showered so she saw my tattoo. She said it was cute.” “I agree…just like the rest of you. I’m glad you called, but I think we should try to sleep, don’t you?” “Yeah…I suppose so. Good night, my love. I love you.” “Good night. I love you, too. I can’t wait until we’re married. I want to be with you forever.” I heard Sheila kiss me over the phone and we ended the call simultaneously. Placing the cell on the table, I closed my eyes and fell immediately into a deep sleep. I woke around nine and ...
    went out to breakfast knowing that the pharmacy was in the capable hands of Steve and Joanne, both of whom had turned out to be excellent additions to my staff. Barney waved as I strolled into his place, taking what months ago used to be my regular stool during my post-Gail and pre-Sheila era. I was seated only a few seconds before Marie brought me a steaming mug of coffee. Marie had been a year ahead of me in school. She hadn’t been hot—she’d been smokin’—every male student’s wet dream! Marie had dated our all-state quarterback all through high school and the word was that they’d go away to college together and marry as millionaires after graduation when he was selected by some team in the NFL. Talk about plans going up in smoke—Ken Johnson injured his knee the first week of practice and never played even a single down. Hardly a great student, he flunked out midway through his sophomore year, dumped Marie at the same time and disappeared somewhere out west. Marie had returned home, her dreams and life broken until she took a job as a waitress for Barney’s dad. Barney was about five years older than Marie and had no illusions about college. All he wanted to do was join his dad in the luncheonette. He’d been working here for eight years when his dad died from a massive heart attack while on a three-day bender—one of many. He went to work the next day and had every day since, closing only on the Saturday when he and Marie were married. It wasn’t quite the life that Marie had ...
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