1. The White Box -- Part 2


    Date: 11/22/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 87.6, Source: sexstories.com

    it seemed that the judge was waiting to see if Dana would show up to defend herself although recent information from the police seemed to indicate that she wouldn’t. Then, a week before Thanksgiving I received the call I’d been expecting. Once again it was Detective Serrano. “Sorry to tell you this, but we think we’ve found your wife and her boyfriend.” “What do you mean ‘think,’ Detective?” I tried to sound sincere. “We found some bones…some skeletons--or most of them anyway. One is definitely a female—we can tell from the hips--the other’s a male. We still have to run the DNA. That will come back from the lab in another week or so. We have a line on an old man who was supposedly living in the woods here. He was picked up hitchhiking by one of the locals. We’ve traced him down to the interstate, but lost him there. We’ll find up soon once we have a chance to check with the truckers who make this run regularly.” I wished him well. I decided to close the office for the long Thanksgiving weekend. There wasn’t much business then and I was looking forward to meeting Rita’s family and I was looking forward to something else even more. We slept in Thanksgiving morning after a hectic week and a half. Rita was in her usual place—head on my left shoulder and her left leg over my thigh—when she woke. She was rubbing her eyes and yawning when I spoke, “Morning, sleepyhead…happy Thanksgiving. What are you thankful for this fine day?” “You, silly—you know that. What are you thankful ...
    for?” “I’ll show you if you let me up a second.” She slid off me and I rolled off the bed. Kneeling, I reached under the bed for the box I’d placed there last night. I remained on one knee while I took her hand in mine. “I hope you know how much I love you. I was truly dead—worse than dead--until you came into my life.” She gasped as she saw the small square blue velvet box in one hand while I opened it and removed the ring. “I love you more than life itself, Rita. Will you marry me?” Her response was to pull me to her for the kiss of a lifetime—it went on and on-- then she held her hand out and I placed the three carat solitaire onto her shaking finger. Once there she looked at it for almost a minute before pulling me into yet another fantastic kiss, her tongue half-way down my throat. Rita hustled us into the bathroom to relieve ourselves then it was back to bed. She fondled my sac, rubbing the recently acquired prosthetics. There was no pleasure as there was rubbing a real set of balls, but her soft touch felt good on my sensitive skin. That, plus my active imagination, made me hard in a millisecond. I lifted Rita onto my body as she giggled, rubbing her hot wet slit over my organ. Dr. Brian was certainly right—my libido had come back big time once my testosterone level was back to normal. Truth was—I had more of a sex drive now than I’d had in years, probably because of my incredible partner. Now I was reacting to Rita’s stimulation. She was driving me crazy with lust and ...
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