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What is Yours ...

Date: 11/13/2014, Categories: Seduction, Author: aldenbradley, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

My email to Cheryl was simple: “Meet me for lunch?” Hers read: “Lunch, or …?” I replied: “Lunch and a walk in our park.” She responded: “Lunch, walk, and then …?” I couldn’t deny she tickled me. “And then I send you home, dearest.” “What about …?” she replied. “We don’t always have to …” I responded. “I just want to see you.” “All right,” she conceded. “Meet you at 11.” It has been five days since we had consummated our relationship in the hotel. Her huge sunglasses didn’t fool me this time. I noticed her right away. She was dressed casually but I could tell she’d primped for our encounter. “Hi,” I said, easily. “What is wrong with you?” she asked with a nasty little tone in her voice. “Aside from aching to see you for five days, nothing. Why?” “Why don’t you want to fuck?” Her easy use of the word still startled me. “It’s not a question of want, Cheryl. We don’t have a place.” “I’m willing to go to your place,” she stated firmly. “Not a good idea,” I told her. “It’s kind of a dump. Not a good neighborhood.” “Let’s go to the park first,” she demanded. I took her arm in mine and we crossed the crowded street and eventually made our way to the small park we had claimed as our haunt. “You’re going to have to move,” Cheryl stated. “Am I?” I chuckled. “We certainly can’t go to my place,” she reasoned. “It never entered my mind.” “So you have to move to somewhere that we can go. The hotel must have cost you a small fortune. We can’t keep doing that. The only solution is for you to ... move. I’ll help you find a place.” Where I lived really didn’t make that much difference to me, as long as it had decent wifi, telephone service, and wasn’t exorbitant. I shrugged in resignation. “How are you going to do that?” I asked. “I’ve got hours to spend looking online. We’ll find a place.” “Our little love nest?” I asked with a chuckle. “You started this, Mister,” she said nastily. “I’ve offered to help. You don’t have to be so flippant about it.” “I don’t mean to be flippant. It’s just…” I paused. “Go ahead,” she insisted. “This isn’t all about sex to me, you know,” I told her. “We don’t have to screw every time we get together.” She raised her glasses and looked into my eyes. “It isn’t all about sex for me, either,” she said softly. “But if I want to, like I do today, we need to have a place where we can go.” “You want to have sex today?” I asked, genuinely astonished. She looked at me for a moment. “You haven’t even kissed me yet,” she accused. All I could do was shake my head in bemused amazement and lean forward to kiss this exquisite, astonishing and engaging beauty. ++++ “Drew?” The voice on the phone was Lisa, the friend at whose party I’d first met Cheryl. “Hello, Lisa,” I responded with a smile on my face and in my voice. “What have you done to Cheryl?” she asked sounding very intense. “Cheryl?” I mused. “Oh, Cheryl! Nothing. Why?” “I just spoke to her on the phone and asked if she’d seen you. She became very evasive.” “Hmmm,” I replied, stalling for time. ...