1. The Party Gift - Ch. 2


    Date: 5/31/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: mandycandi, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    shame. There were dual staircases to the second and lower level. A three car garage, a massive entertainment room, fitness center and mini-movie theater that all comprised the entire lower level and a beautiful deck that overlooked the backyard. There was even a wine cellar! Wow! Do they really pay airline pilots this much? But then again, this is Detroit, Michigan. She probably paid pennies on the dollar. Deanna ushered me into her gorgeous home and she practically had to walk me like an invalid; slightly supporting my weight and gently nudging me along as she gave me the grand tour for I was completely overwhelmed by the sheer majesty of her home. Every single room was meticulously and masterfully decorated; and all of it exhibited Deanna’s exquisite taste, her exceptional style and her irresistible charm. I could fill hundreds of pages describing her home to you, but I won’t! You get the idea. But as we toured her house that evening, I remember feeling a great big lump of sorrow forming in my throat. It absolutely broke my heart to think of such a beautiful and precious human being as Deanna living in this majestic castle all by herself. Or anywhere for that matter. Well, she doesn't anymore! But as of that night she did. Now granted, it hadn’t quite been twenty-four hours since we’d met, but given what had transpired between us in that span of just one day, I felt as if I'd known Deanna Brady for a lifetime. I had never been more sexually intimate nor more emotionally ...
    and spiritually bonded with anyone than I had with her. I hadn’t just given her my body; but my mind, my heart and my soul as well. I don’t do that! Not after watching what my mother went through all those years. But Deanna had just completely captured me and disarmed me. And she in turn, had given herself completely to me. I had tasted Deanna’s very soul through our kiss; and she had tasted mine. Finally, Deanna led me into her bedroom; the “mistress suite” on the first floor. Aside from her den, or study if you’d rather call it - these two rooms reflected this amazing woman more than anything else in the house. And where her den was Deanna Brady the gallant pilot, her bedroom was Deanna Brady the beautiful woman. The den was very rustic; even bordering on virile as it was filled with lots of mahogany: the bookcases, the floor, the wall paneling. The walls themselves were then covered with numerous professionally framed pictures of all the different types of aircraft Deanna flown in her life, as well as all of her diplomas, degrees, certifications and awards. A large, antique cedar desk with matching castor desk chair sat in front of the bay window. There is also a pair of fine leathered upholstered high back chairs plus matching sofa and loveseat with a coffee table in the middle and side tables flanking all sitting on an exquisite Persian rug. Her bedroom on the other hand, was so soft and sensual. So gentle and so feminine with lots of pink and white and fluffy softness. A ...
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