1. Solace


    Date: 9/19/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 78.9, Source: sexstories.com

    I had been Giada's solace during the last two years of her bad marriage. Today her divorce is final and she is free to be with me. Giada's divorce is final today, she steeled herself against the idea of going home to an empty apartment once again. " Giada!" I called out, she looked around, surprised at the sudden outburst. She thought that all of her "friends" were at her ex-husband's apartment. That's where they always seemed to be. So who...? Through the throng of people, she finally saw me rushing toward her. As my familiar face approached her, her spirit lifted. " John!" she said, hugging me as I came closer. " I'm so glad you came!" I grinned and returned the embrace. " You know I wouldn't miss it," I said. " Do you want to talk about it?" I asked. " No, maybe later." she replied. I followed her home in my car, and helped her bring her things inside. The mood is set, the phones turned off, the lights dimmed down. Candles flickered in the darkness, outlining the meal. She smiled softly at me across the table, the black dress plunging in between her breasts, hugging her curves, tantalizing me. She kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, making my eyes follow the moment. She loved the fact that I can't be unaroused around her. The fact that she made me this way. She, herself, though is not unaffected. I wore a simple blue shirt and a pair of dark jeans. I looked fitter than what she remembered; maybe it is because of the light or maybe the fact of the atmosphere. Whatever ...
    it is, she feels her eyes drink me in, and feel the heat between her legs. We smiled, chatted, talked about everything from her restaurant to the future. She is comfortable and reached over to grab my hand, circling her fingers over my knuckles before dragging her fingertips up my forearm and back down. A smile lit up her face as I looked at her dangerously and she pulls her hand away. She repeated the action again, moments later, this time lingering to trace down my arm. Her eyes sparkled in the candle light and she knew she is playing with fire. However, she took a drink of her wine and licked her lips tantalizing. She wanted me to crave her, to drive me crazy like I had done her so many times. Pushing back the chair, she got up on her heels and walked over to me, swaying her hips, watching as my eyes drag down to them, lingering on her breasts. She leaned down in front of me, meeting my eyes with her own, letting her breasts spill forth from the dress material. My eyes move down to the milky globes back up to her eyes, my eyes darkening with lust. Her hands trailed down my chest, down towards my erection pressing against my jeans, skimming over the big bulge, to my thighs where they rested. She leaned in and placed her lips on my skin, kissing down my neck, biting and nipping as she came to the collar of my shirt. Her hands traced teasingly up my thighs, up to my cock and press firmly and rub through the material of my jeans. She unzipped my pants and cupped me through my ...
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