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The phone rings… You answer, and you hear Good
morning, sweetheart. Its that familiar voice that you look forward to
hearing every morning. The voice that hubby has no idea about, your little
secret, the one that warms your heart as if he were the sunshine coming up
in the morning. You love your husband, but the daily grind and years spent
together in every aspect of life, has dimmed the spark you felt when you
dated. You never thought you would do something like this, and now you
cant imagine not having your discreet encounters. Youve only exchanged
messages, playful photos, and talked on the phone, but you look forward to
the encounters like a schoolgirl getting her first kiss each time. It is
nice to have someone that enjoys your pleasure so much, that you know
respects your home and would never interfere in it. The feeling of safety
and comfort just makes you give in so completely and explore things you
would have never imagined. Hello, love you reply back to me, How are you
doing today? The sound of my voice has grown so familiar, and we have made
love on the phone so often, that you can feel your body instantly
responding and reacting. You want me. Its ok, I want you to. And today,
may just be that day.
I am calling you, while standing at the front door but you have no idea Im
there. I tell you to unlock the door. Thats a new request. You know that
you have given me your address before, but Ive never actually come by. You
do it, and unlock the door. I hear it click and the realization that youre
just on the other side of that door begins to fill me with nervous
anticipation. I tell you to now turn around and walk to the center of the
room, with the front door to your back. Curious and excited, you do it.
Suddenly, you hear the door open behind you, and a shiver runs up your
spine as you realize, this is real, Im really there… there in your home..
standing just behind you. All you have to do is turn around, but you
don't. You force yourself to enjoy the sensation of the unknown and what
is about to happen. What do I have in store for you? You let your mind
race, as all your senses are heightened. You hear the door shut, and you
wonder if this is really happening.
Suddenly you hear my familiar voice that you have adored for so long,
except it's not on the phone. It's softly and sweetly right in your ear.
You can feel my breath against your neck, as I speak to you, and you close
your eyes and begin to take a deep breath. I take your phone from you and
toss it to the floor. I admire the rise and fall of your lovely breasts,
as you hear me let out a gentle moan of pleasure, and you know exactly
why. You hear me whisper sweetness into your ear, telling you how
beautiful you are... how sexy you are just standing there. Then you hear
me ask Where is hubby? You take an even deeper breath as you are forced to
think about more than the pleasure and anticipation, but that this man
behind you, who you desire so much at this moment, who is causing you to
feel this way, is not your husband. And suddenly you get a little more
excited at the reality of what you are doing and enjoying. You tell me, at
work as your voice crackles a little. But you know that I already knew
that. But as you say the words out loud, you begin to realize what I
asked. You realize how different it is to think about it, and actually say
it out loud and hear your own voice admit it. You feel yourself swallowing
hard and nearly flush. And right as you do, you feel me hold you tight and
kiss your neck, as if to say, but your MINE right now. You feel my arms
wrap around your body, grasp your breasts, and pull you back against me.
You feel my chest against your back, my stomach against your lower back,
and my buldge against your ass. You feel my kisses on your neck, and with
your eyes still closed, begin to press yourself backwards, firmly, to feel
exactly how excited I am to be there with you.
You begin to settle in and enjoy the pleasure of my caresses and kisses on
your neck. Suddenly the mental excitement of your little discretion and
hubby having no idea, gives way to the physical pleasure of my touch. You
hear my gentle moans of pleasure in your ear and you know its all because
of you. You feel so desired and wanted, so appreciated and alive! I am
enjoying the smell of your body, the warmth of your skin, the feel of your
hair against my face, the sensation of having you in my arms the way we
have talked about and desired for so long.
As I feel you beginning to give in to the pleasure of my touch, I once
again softly whisper into your ear, "when will hubby be home?' Your
thoughts are once again pulled back from the pure pleasure of how this
feels to the reality of the situation. This man holding you, that you are
allowing to stand there in your home and touch you in this way, that you
want to give yourself completely to at this moment -- is not your husband.
You feel flush, excited, and cannot help but wonder what hubby is doing at
work at this very moment, as you stand here with your lover, wanting him
in such a primal way that you have not felt towards hubby since you can
remember. You love your little secret, and you cannot help but admit to
yourself, you want more. Your mind and body are screaming for more. The
realization of this begins to excite you again, as you feel your mind
being made love to as well as your body. The thought of how exciting it
felt to answer such a question out loud begins to fill you again, as you
struggle to answer. You finally confess not until 5. Your breathing
continues to be erratic as you struggle to figure out which is turning you
on more at this moment, the physical pleasure of my touch or the mental
reality that I keep forcing you to acknowledge and respond to.
Whereas you felt my caresses and tenderness earlier to the seeming
inquisitiveness of your hubby, you suddenly get a different response from
me this time. I command, not ask, you... take your clothes off. Now!
Everything but your bra and panties. You don't hesitate a moment, and
begin to take your shirt off, pulling it over your head. You undo your
pants, and let them fall to the floor. Your eyes are still closed, and you
begin to become filled with anticipation as to what is to come. You can
feel the air across your body as you stand there undressed. Now more than
ever, you are wanting to feel my reaction to you. All your senses are
heightened as you listen and wait. You didn't hear a sound from me as you
undressed. You stand there for a few seconds, nervous, curious, excited,
and a fleeting thought passes your mind -- am I even still there?
But right as you begin to wonder, you feel the familiar softness and
gentleness of my soft, seductive voice again... my god, you are so sexy,
my love. You are absolute perfection. How will I ever get enough of you?
You take a deep breath and enjoy the overwhelming sense of being wanted,
desired and cherished. You feel sexy, naughty, and adored. Once again you
feel my arms as they wrap around you. Thoughts of your hubby begin to fade
away again as you begin to get lost in the physical pleasure of my touch.
After a moment, you feel me begin to unlatch your bra. You feel it fall
away and fall to the floor. You feel my soft caress across your sensual
silhouette that starts at the sides of your thighs and gently traces a
path up across your hips, across your waist and towards your breasts.
Gently I lift your breasts and press them together, my fingers tracing
small circles around your nipples. You hear that soft moan of pleasure
from my voice that drives you absolutely crazy. You once again feel me
close behind you as I pull you tight towards me. I gently begin to kiss
your neck and ears. You feel the warmth of my breath, the moistness of my
tongue, and then a sweet suckling kiss that makes you lean your head over,
exposing that sultry neckline begging for more. The sounds of your moans
begin to over power mine, and you know that is exactly how I like it.
Nothing turns me on more than you expressing your pleasure.
As I continue to kiss your neck, one of my hands falls from your breast
and begins a journey downward. I begin to caress very slowly between your
breasts, going lower across your stomach, and downward still. You begin to
anticipate and wonder if I will stop. You don't want me to. Your moans of
pleasure begin to get even louder, as if to beckon me to continue on. You
can feel yourself so wet, and you want me to feel it as well. You feel my
fingers begin to duck underneath your panty line. You take a deep breath.
Your entire body is filled with anticipation and desire.
Your entire body is screaming, ' don't stop,' when you hear me once again
whisper in your ear, will you think of this moment, and how you feel right
now, whenever you see hubby sitting in this room? Your mind is suddenly
ripped back to the reality of what we are doing, and you feel a flood of
excitement as you realize the truth of the question. Without hesitation,
and your mind and body filled with desire, you say "OH YES!" As you words
still linger in the air, you hear my moan of delight and I immediately
reach in further and begin to feel just how wet you have become. Your
body, mind and emotions all filled with pleasure, erotic thoughts of how
hub has no idea what you are doing, and how much you cannot deny the truth
that you want more and more. You feel my finger slide inside of you, as I
moan gently in your ear "mmmmm so wet.... for me." I begin to caress your
clit in a way that makes you lean your head back and once again you get
lost in the pleasure of my touch.
We stand there as I hold you in my arms, and feel all the pleasure of your
responsiveness to me. You know how much I cherish this from our many
conversations and love making on the phone. I love the way you give
yourself to me and express your pleasure in me. I love being a source of
pleasure to you.
I feel your wetness, and enjoy the way your body can hardly be still as
you move your hips back against me to feel my arousal and forward towards
my caressing fingers, unable to get enough of me stroking your moist,
swollen clit. I enjoy your moans as they get louder. You hear my soft
voice again whispering in your ear, "I am in heaven at this moment. This
moment.. right now, the way you are giving yourself to ME, responding to
me, get so loud for me, and allow me to be such a source of pleasure in
your life. I love your every expression of erotic thoughts and physical
pleasure. This is the moment I will remember all my life, cherish, and
desire again."
You begin to fully realize just how much I really do enjoy your pleasure.
You let your moans flow, and shower me with exactly what I desire -- your
expressions of pleasure. You place your hand on mine, as I continue to
caress your clit. It is becoming so sensitive and intense. You reach up
and grab my head with your other arm, as you lean back and admit to me,
you have an amazing touch. You know exactly how to touch a woman. I begin
to kiss your neck again as you feel your legs beginning to get heavy. You
feel yourself wanting to climax, and you remember how much I love hearing
my name from you when you get to that point. You grab the hair on my head
as you lean on my chest. Your other hand reaches behind you as you feel my
buldge. You absolutely love having this affect on me. You feel yourself on
the verge of climax, and all you want to do is reach in and pull my cock
out. But as you do, I whisper in your ear.. "not this time, my love. This
is about you. I want you looking forward to the next time. I want you
wanting me, desiring me and fantasizing, even dreaming, about how it will
be the next time."
You feel overwhelmed that I could get such pleasure out of your pleasure
and unlike almost every man you have even known, can be so selfless. It
makes you want me even more. You once again just caress my bulge and give
me what you know Im wanting. You call my name. You scream my name! You
begin to have the most intense orgasm as you convulse your hips against my
caressing. You grab my hand, as if to stop me, because your clit is just
too sensitive to take any more. Your legs give way and you sit down right
in the middle of your living room. Your eyes are still closed, and now,
feeling totally wiped out, that feels just wonderful.
You begin to think, all I want is to be held, and suddenly as if your
thoughts spoke directly to me, you feel my arms around you holding you
tight. You love the connection and passion that we share. I hold you
tight, cupping your breasts and pulling you close to me. You let out a
deep breath of pleasure, enjoying the moment and wonder how another man
can make you feel this way.
You lean back and with your eyes still closed, give me a kiss. I realize a
thousand thoughts and sensations are running through your mind, but in
that kiss, it has become everything I desired and more. It is thank you.
It is no regrets. It is I cant wait to do this again. Its a memory that I
will be reliving for days and weeks. It is an experience you know that we
will both cherish all our life, and it will be ours and only ours. I ask
you, "will you think of this tonight, and relive it again once hub gets
home?" You smile, having already thought of that, and say "uh huh" and
then sweetly kiss me again. I could not have asked for a more rewarding
experience.
I kiss you once again on the neck, and whisper into your ear, "I have to
go." You sit there, still enjoying the moment, and without opening your
eyes or looking back -- you listen. You hear the door open, and then shut
again. I'm gone. You soak the moment in a tad longer, realizing that you
are sitting in your living room, naked, with sweet thoughts of another man
who you didn't even see. Not this time anyways. The sound of his sensual
voice is still crystal clear in your thoughts, and more real than ever.
You finally open your eyes and turn around to gather your clothes before
hubby gets home, and you see a single rose laying on the floor. You take
it, close your eyes, smell it and you think about me. You walk over and
stick it in a vase of flowers that you already had. You stare at it a
moment and realize no one will never know that there is one flower in that
arrangement more special than the rest. No one but you will ever know the
significance of it. No one will ever know how much it means to you, and
how much pleasure it represents to you. Just as there is a hidden moment
of time in your life, there is a hidden rose, that while in plain site,
means so much more to you. You love this secret, erotic and adventurous
side meant for only you and your discreet lover. This lover who still
remains an intimate stranger that you cant wait to be with again. |
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