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Always Faithful - Chapter Twenty-Two
Date: 1/27/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: BobNbobbi, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories
Laura heard a few sing-song words that she didn’t quite understand. Upper announced his return reaching between her legs for a tight grip. He squeezed hard but without probing to enter. “Drink and then tell me what you have seen.” “Shadows in those two windows, that is all. I am sure someone is watching. Also noise from the balcony over there; I think a man spoke to me but I couldn’t understand him.” “You missed the small bedside lamp above; her name is Carrie. I am sure she is watching with a fat dildo inside her. I have had her here where you are.” “What about the sounds from the balcony, do you think someone is there watching me?” “His name is Mario, he is watching, I called him. What did you hear?” “It sounded like puta: Puta – Puta – Puta.” “Whore, that is how Mexican men call their women. Come whore, like calling a dog.” Laura sucked breath in hard. She shivered. “Mario likes to watch, but will not turn the light on. He likes to whip girls even more than I do; he enjoys being cruel. If I invite him over he might whip you, he might fuck you, or he might piss on you.” “No, I am not ready for that.” “Are you ready for your time in my playroom to be over?” “No, I want to stay, but I know I must go. Will you escort me home?” “Of course, my dear. May I give one more stroke?” “Yes Sir, two please, give me two hard strokes so I can sing my song.” In her own bed, and alone, Laura replayed the evening activities in her mind with a smile on her face and a tingle in her rear. She ... met a new friend, the older man Dan suggested, and Upper Floor as sexual friend will be far more exciting than Young Legal. Upper Floor did look distinguished in his smoking jacket, and Laura loved prancing around the living room for his viewing pleasure. Laura accepted the show off style she had been developing along with her Greg affair. A rational segment in Laura’s brain was pleased they saw no other residents between her apartment and his. Barefoot wearing only a sexy nightgown and panties meant Laura was going for sex, pure and simple sex, no excuses possible. Their return trip, with Upper Floor holding her panties and brandy in one hand and her bottom in his other, confirmed their sex play, but no neighbors saw them. Laura knew she almost, she wanted to, fucked Upper Floor at her doorway during their parting kiss. Final thoughts of playroom and balcony came to mind as Laura drifted off to sleep. Everything about Upper Floor’s playroom had possibilities for exploration. Laura knew she wanted more play time with her neighbor in his special room in the future, but his balcony excited Laura and stimulated well developed desires in her sexual psyche. Her final thought before sleep overtook her was that sound from the dark balcony: Puta – Puta – Puta, and Upper Floor’s description, come whore like calling a dog. > > > > - - Friday evening, Laura entertained BL president and the CFO with hors d’oeuvres and drinks. She wanted to open some marketing and new product ideas in an ...