When I opened the door we fell into each others arms. I inhaled, taking in his smell. The aroma that was almost as much a part of me as my own scent.
She was to be waiting for me one night after work dressed like a lusty secretary in tight skirt, stockings and heels. And then all evening my wish would be her command. Oh goodness, she carried it off like a dream
Only that was not Tim Curry tottering up and down the carpet, as if he was on a catwalk, in lacy panties, a basque and killer heels. It was her own kid-brother!
I shook my head to reinforce my statement but all I could see in my minds eye was the image of Jack hitching up my skirt, lifting me on to the wooden kitchen table, removing my panties and giving me the most wonderful head I’d ever experienced.
We’re both laying on my bed naked. The summer sun is streaming though the window. A beam of light cuts across my tummy and Karen turns on to her side, her small, plump, breasts nudging against my arm as her fingers gently trace the line of the yellow light across and down my torso.
Who would have thought all this would happen to timid little Ellie? Fiction Relay Part 16 ~ Letting go of Susie ~ I had no idea what to say to the police. My mind was actually a blank page waiting for someone to write the next part of the story…