1. Sally-Ann's Rain Man


    Date: 9/23/2017, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    time I go......No, Beanie, I’m not into mice, you’re on your own there.....catnip, nope, I never tried it, but I’ll bring you some the next time I visit. How about a nice catnip mouse? Thank you, I like you too, Beanie.” Thoroughly charmed and amazed, I took Beanie from him and put her down; she jumped up on the glider to watch us. “Beanie is such a gossip,” I said putting my hands on his strong shoulders while looking into his baby blue eyes; I liked what I saw there so I kissed his lips. “You need more practice,” I said kissing him again. He put his arms around my waist and returned my kisses, “How about now, Sally-Ann.” “You’re getting there, Thomas,” I replied, taking my fingers and running them through his thick black hair, “I’d like to explore with you to determine if there is such a thing as too many kisses.” “What about your glider?” “I completely forgot,” and I kissed his lips, “please forgive me.” “You are forgiven. I have everything with me to fix it better than new,” he kissed my lips. “How long will it take?” “Are you referring to us or the glider?” He kissed me again, “you taste wonderful, by the way, Sally-Ann.” “I am referring to the glider of course,” and I ran my hands through his hair vigorously messing it up so that it fell forward over his forehead and over his eyes. This was to test his patience and his vanity. Not bothering to fix his hair as Thomas gently stroked the hair at the nape of my neck making me tingle all over, “The white rose in your hair ...
    is very sensual by the way, although I’m hoping to be allowed it take down later for my fingers to caress.” “My goodness what a bold and direct man you are Thomas. Have you forgotten about the glider already?” “Pleasantly distracted and I haven’t. I need to change into my work clothes first, and you are right, they don’t build them like this these days. The possibilities I see to fix it better than ever are a challenge.” “Are work clothes code words for birthday suit?” I asked, tugging on his hair. “No, I think I should get started.” “Fine, but first we’ll have our coffee and cinnamon rolls,” and I pushed his hair back in place..... We spent two hours in her kitchen over coffee; Sally-Ann’s cinnamon rolls are indescribably delicious. We made small talk, feeling each other out which led to more general topics until we finally arrived at sharing some personal information about each other. I avoid politics; I detest what it has denigrated into. That being said, we share the status of being an only child. Sally-Ann left home at sixteen, shortly after her Dad died of after a lengthy and courageous bout with cancer. Her mother remarried soon after; she can’t stand her step-father or step-brother while my Dad and I get along famously; Dad never remarried when Mom died. When I asked Sally-Ann about her step-father and step-brother she became quiet so I quickly changed the subject. I suspect her mother had a long standing affair and then married her lover, her husband’s oncologist of ...
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