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Small Words
Date: 11/8/2014, Categories: Cheating, Author: skinnyandslinky, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories
Small Words I pull in to her drive and flick the lights off halfway around her house. I drive right around and almost into her garage to conceal this little car from the street. When I pull up I wait. The motor ticks as it cools and I sit and look in to the back of the modest weatherboard. There is dim light in there and I can see her silhouette in the shadows of her kitchen. I am dying to get in there but wait a moment and think briefly of home and the life around me; of who might get hurt; of those around us; some of those who’s opinion we care for. Then there she is at the back door in heels and a black slip of a dress that sticks to her like skin and from the look of it nothing else. And I am thinking of nothing else. I can’t wait to be inside with her, inside her, and I am out, pushing the door shut quietly. She meets me at her door with a, "Shhh", index finger to her lips, candles burning on the table behind her, two glasses of wine, music playing. She takes me by the hand to the table and I kiss her and gulp wine. We say words but I can’t think of what they are. Small words like love and need and you. She pushes against me and I like that she is a few inches taller to me in those heels, the way her hips touch higher against me. Our hands are at each others genitals, brushing, stroking, pulling. The wine and the music and the taste of her mouth and the touch of her skin and the wet of her cunt, ready long before I got here, all scream sex, great fucking SEX! I plan to ...