Tantalyzing Tuesday finds me postulating the arousal that an invigorating work-out with a great looking trainer can ignite. Have you ever come home, not tired and spent from your run or work-out, but hot, sexy and ready to roll? Well, if this wee (200 words ~ one photo) story doesn't get to you, the music, Siren by Red Delicious, will work you up.
Well, my heroine did, and so did I. Have a fun read then jog over to my prurient partners and see what they have to taunt, titilate and tantalize. You'll be able to find all my awesome writer friends listed under the link or one by one just above the area thoughtfully provided for you to leave me a comment. Thanks for visiting. Enjoy, this one is a little less ethereal........xo
Your back to me, I
saw you at your desk working intently. Fresh from the gym, I immediately
remembered my trainer, a long blonde beauty with million-dollar-legs that might
wrap nicely around your waist, her neatly trimmed bush tight against your waist.
We’d showered together after our workout: so pretty, so curvy with lovely hands
and arousing nipples that tempt me. The fantasy made me focus on you even more.
Well, my heroine did, and so did I. Have a fun read then jog over to my prurient partners and see what they have to taunt, titilate and tantalize. You'll be able to find all my awesome writer friends listed under the link or one by one just above the area thoughtfully provided for you to leave me a comment. Thanks for visiting. Enjoy, this one is a little less ethereal........xo
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| The interruption |
Your office reflected
your style; the blended aroma of leather, cashmere and male was intoxicating. I
was hot, wet to my core. I stood in the hallway and thought about your hard,
thick penis buried in my scarlet mouth. Trembling, I slipped off my clothes in
the hall; only my red stilettos remained, then closed the distance.
I placed my palm at the base of your neck then ran my fingernails over
the soft curve of your scull and grabbed a handful of your hair. I pulled your head
back and as I bent to place my lips on yours I inhaled the heady, exhilarating smell of fresh bread,
pipe-tobacco and brandy that was you.
I whispered breathlessly
into your eager mouth as I straddled your growing lap.....“Pardon the interruption”
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