1. On Loan


    Date: 9/18/2015, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: avrgblkgrl, Rating: 50, Source: LushStories

    It felt like everything, every firm plain and sexy curve could be seen. Yet, she did not feel exposed, bare to the world. However, the suggestion was so subtle to the curious eye. It created the desire, but actually revealed nothing. It was definitely expensive, the feel and look of the fabric made it obvious. The way it perfectly laid on her body made it work. It screamed class but whispered sexy. The muted color of the long dress made her skin glow like warmed honey. Charlie looked at her reflection in the full length mirror and felt beautiful. It was more than just knowing that she was not ugly or the sense that she was definitely attractive. No, she felt beautiful. The word itself had never had quite the same meaning that it had to her at this moment. “This is what this life is like,” her faint voice whispered. When Roen’s voice, low and thick with meaning, confirmed it, she did not jump nervously like she generally did when he suddenly, from nowhere, materialized behind her. “You are absolutely beautiful Charlotte,” he told her. His eyes watching the reflection of her own. Her name rolled off his tongue like something new, something reborn, the sound of which echoed in her mind. Before it had always sounded like he was disciplining a child when he said it. There was nothing child-like about her now. At this moment, she was every bit of the woman she should be. He stood behind her with a smile and that look glistening in his eyes. She pressed her back into him and let her ...
    hips grind against him. The movement was slight and effective. The reason for it was unknown to Charlie, she simply was not who she was before. She was now Charlotte and he was giving Charlotte that look. Charlotte needed to feel him near her. Roen placed his hands at her waist and slid them upward until he was cupping her breasts. He squeezed and massaged them in a way that only he could, while lightly brushing his lips against the curve of her bared neck. When he said the word “Ladies” into her skin and kissed where the heat of the word graced her, Charlotte was hardly aware that it was meant for the other two women in the dressing room. “Thank you for your services,” he added, now slipping one hand down her body. The hairdresser and make-up artist that had assisted her so well must have been as mesmerized with their view of the couple as Charlie was herself. Roen, in a black tux and a crisp white shirt and she in that beautiful dress, the couple looked so elegant and yet so undeniably intimate. It took the two women a few seconds to realize the situation. Once it became obvious that this was the moment for them to take their leave, they nervously and quickly gathered what things belonged to them. They were not fast enough. Charlotte had already closed her eyes and leaned her head back in surrender. Roen had already drawn the long stretch of material up in the front and had his hand in her flesh toned thong. He had already dipped his finger inside of her and began to slick ...
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