1. The Fast Lane


    Date: 11/16/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Coco, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    he saw the young woman with whom his father was so intrigued. He longed to meet her, and felt that he couldn’t leave the meeting up to his father. He settled at the bar and awaited her return. Minutes passed and Pierre’s bravado gave way to nervous butterflies. He took a gulp of the strong Saki just as the woman approached the bar. He inhaled her deeply floral aroma, instinctively, it drew him to her. “May I buy you a drink?” he asked smiling. “No, thank you. I’m waiting for someone.” Maelynn glanced at the blonde Frenchman that gazed at her with such intensity. Her green eyes mesmerized him, and suddenly he knew what his father meant about the beauty of her mother. Her red dress clung to her lithe body. The thin red spaghetti straps of the dress struggled to hold up firm, supple breasts that begged to be caressed and kissed, the dress ended mid thigh…thighs that he noticed were well defined. He fought the urge to touch her. “Forgive me for staring, but you are gorgeous. I had to ask.” Pierre turned to his drink, hoping that she would stay close to him. “You’re forgiven,” she said licking her lips, clearly flirting with him. “I’m Pierre. How long are you going to wait?” Maelynn looked around the cozy elegance of the restaurant and before she could stop herself she spoke, “I’m not. Let’s have that drink, Pierre.” “Are you sure? I see your ring…” “Yes, you fascinate me,” she said boldly. “By the way, I’m Maelynn.” “Mmm, and what about me fascinates you?” Pierre questioned her, ...
    but when no answer was forthcoming he reached out and moved hair that obstructed the view of her gorgeous green eyes. Maelynn didn’t flinch from his subtle touch; instead she reached for his hand and felt a jolt of heat deep inside her pelvis. ‘Dear god, what was that?’ she thought. A drink turned into two, and then three. Maelynn was pleasantly buzzing when Pierre suggested that they take a walk. “No, I need to head back to my room.” The effects of the alcohol left her highly aroused, and she didn’t want to find herself entwined with the sexy Frenchman on a deck overlooking the Mediterranean Sea. “I will walk you back,” he stated, not allowing her the opportunity to decline him. Pierre was not accustomed to being told no, and felt he like he didn’t want the night to end. Ordinarily, he would throw money at her, but he sensed that there was more substance to her. He felt the loyalty the she had toward Doug. He would have her at any cost, it was just a matter of time. Pierre guided her through the restaurant with his hand on the small of her back. He felt the heat radiating between them, and knowing that he would not bed her, he vowed that he soon would. At her door, Pierre’s phone rang. His father’s name flashed on the screen. He raised a hand, signaling Maelynn to wait. “Yes, Philippe?” Maelynn’s mouth opened wide, she couldn’t believe what she’d heard. Quickly, while his back was turned she slipped inside her room. She could not say goodbye. ~~~ Maelynn turned up the speed ...
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