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In Plain Sight

I lay sleepless next to a beautiful woman as she turns to me for comfort. Holding her in my arms, I gently close my eyes ready to dream. Crisp white sheets trap us in luxury as we both fall into a erotic comfy trance. However, suddenly I had awakened to a soft buzz from my cell phone. Gently I removed the goddess from my clutch then I took the call. It was Beth, a woman I had loved years ago. She often would come in and out of my life which is why I call her, sweet dream. Every time she came around trouble followed. As if I am her knight, I would go crawling among broken glass to shield Beth from harm. Softly I gave interest into what her call was about. She sounded frustrated which made me focus on every word. I got up from the bed then walked into the hallway trying to help Beth any way I could. Suddenly I found myself in my car racing to go pick up Beth in the middle of the night. Her issue led me on a journey that would mirror my image to one of an estranged lover.


I arrive promptly at an auto shop, to see Beth standing by a broken-down car. Upon opening the car door, I noticed her firm perky tits pressing against a tight red shirt. A slim skirt gave way to extended legs as she got into my car. Her smile is a rarity that I often don’t see from the woman back home alone in my bed. The dark road took me miles away as I listened to Beth reminiscence about the last time she had seen me. As we kept driving I noticed red painted nails massaging soft thighs. My mouth began to water as I thought about the signal she was sending. However, I am just a driver at this moment nothing more, so I thought.


Just a few minutes from her house, Beth proposed a new direction. Her instructions took me away from well-lit streets to a dark entryway surrounded by trees.
In a dead-end, I turned to say, “Where are we?” My body became like a match waiting for light as I watched Beth slowly take off her shirt.


“I have to fuck you now. I want you so bad!” She said to me as weakness started to set into my soul.


Those words gave me instant satisfaction, but I knew where this would go. I tried to fight the temptation yet desire opened a wave of emotions I hadn’t felt in a while. I sat in the driver’s seat aware as Beth slid the condom onto my hard dick. She wasted no time then got on top of me. A rush came over my body as Beth fucked me like what I deserve. Swollen dick inside of her I felt calm as she kissed me like this moment was meant to be. On a mountainous lust so high, innocence came into view as I came with no hesitation inside Beth. Her hug restored me as I began to remember home.
The ride back home was slow as I began filling with anxiety. I did something so bad but inside I kept smiling. I felt like myself again as I pulled into the driveway. My dick still wet with traces of lust I suddenly began to escape my dream. The condom which was loosely tossed inside the car had caused me to panic right before arriving home. Yet I knew trouble would be on the horizon I became brave anyway. Sliding back into bed, the light suddenly came on. She placed her hand on what she knew to be hers and found out that we are no longer a reality.

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Valentine’s Day: Say My Name

Hands tied to the bed, I sat on his swollen cock as he called out my name. Lips parted slightly, I leaned into his sweetness then sucked gently. He became my lover that could do all the things I dreamed of. Penetrating deep I popped up on his cock like messy bubble gum. He appreciated this fuck, I could see it in his eyes. Then as my breasts took in all his breath, he said Happy Valentines Day.

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Valentine’s Day Story: Love in the Making

Routinely, my wife and I operate like cuckoo clocks. We go out to the edge of the plank, greet each other then go our separate ways. Its consistently been like this and I know why. We had a rough patch in our marriage a few years back. I became involved with another woman that we both knew. It wasn’t a long affair just a couple of nights of fun. I thought about telling my wife, but someone beat me to it.

The hard part came when she decided not to leave. Like a death had suddenly came into the family, I was locked out from the joys of her life. Everything is done without me now. She goes to the movies alone. Also spend alot of time with her friends. There is never a question of where I was or where I am going. If something exciting happens to me at work, she just smiles then walks away. I really want her to get back to normal and forget this happened. Why can’t she just get over it? It was just sex, nothing more than that.

Today is Valentines Day, so I decided to sit and watch our wedding video. I really don’t know what made me watch it actually. It had been years since I saw it. The video opens with her and the bridesmaids putting on their beautiful dresses. She looks gorgeous and thrilled to be getting married. That day, I wondered if I was even good enough to wed such a woman. The video ends with us dancing under a few scattered lights. Then the video cuts off abruptly because we ran out of tape. I have no idea how I can mend her heart or what to do next.

“That day is still the best day of my life.”

Turning from the video, I observe my wife leaning against the wall looking at me with affectionate eyes.

“Are you sure its still the best day? I have been such a fuck up since then.”

“That day can never be erased. I don’t hate you for what you did, I just don’t understand why you would do that to me.”

“I have no answer for what I did. I have been foolish to think it would be something that you could just get over. Now looking at our wedding video, I can see your love for me was unconditional.”

Sitting on the couch, she comes and rests beside me. Hair in a messy bun, she flashes a smile then rubs my chin. My eyes start to swell with tears but she quiets my pain with a kiss. At that moment, I felt energized loved and wanted. I embraced her in the warmest hug ever and we both laid on the couch watching the wedding video all over again.