1. The Tease (Part 2)


    Date: 11/10/2017, Categories: Voyeur, Author: Adamgunn, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    capturing the erotic memories. Our submissions became something the community anticipated, and from the comments it seemed Audrey was the focus of a fan group. The submission we took for the well-oiled contest took second place, behind only an Amazon on a European beach, earning us five hundred dollars. I became a fixture with her family, often eating dinner at her parents, celebrating birthdays. Josh called me a couple of times a week, relying on me to help him, as an uncle or older brother perhaps, to navigate the shoals of growing up. I felt an honored guest at Thanksgiving dinner. In the privacy of Audrey's apartment we often laid with each other, bringing ourselves to completion. I learned what she desired, how to satisfy her, and she would do anything for me, to me, save one detail, which over time became somehow less important to me. It wasn't that I didn't want to make love to her, I never stopped desiring that, but I learned that excessive begging was never going to change her mind, and so I put the desire aside, and was content with what she was able to give me. We never spent the night together, she was worried that if we slept together, and woke in the middle of the night, that she might be unable to control herself. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two weeks remained until Christmas, and Audrey phoned me while I was at work. "Perve, do you have plans for the weekend?" "Yes, I'm spending it with you, I hope." "There's a nice hotel in Carmel, the Candlelight Inn. I was ...
    wondering if you'd like to go down there Friday night, stay through Sunday?" "Of course. It sounds romantic." "I can promise that," she promised. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Carmel By The Sea has been referred to as Disneyland for Adults. We left San Jose just after lunch, were on the Monterey Peninsula in the midafternoon. We found the hotel, and I discovered that she'd booked a deluxe room, a wood-burning fireplace hulking over the King bed, an oversized Jacuzzi in the bathing room. I immediately began to calculate angles and critiqued the lighting. Audrey let me photograph her settling into the room, but when we left the hotel she forced me to leave the camera behind. We walked to admire the broad whiteness of the beach, sitting on the slope. For two hours, we shopped, visiting boutiques and art galleries, then it was back to the hotel to change for dinner. She was as beautiful that night as she had ever been before, or since, wearing a long alpine blue cocktail dress with the throat bare to the cleft of her breasts, a crystal heart that hung from her neck by an ebony ribbon, a midnight velvet frock to shield her from the brisk zephyr. As we walked the streets, she sported a gleeful, playful countenance. We scored a reservation at Anton & Michel, ordered châteaubriand, and as we sipped the last half glass of our Cabernet Sauvignon, she seemed suddenly unquiet, apprehensive. "What would you like me to get you for a Christmas present?" she asked. "A new lens, or maybe a new ...
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