1. Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 06


    Date: 3/31/2016, Categories: Diary, Female/Female, Male/Female, Romance, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 94.4, Source: sexstories.com

    chest. "Let it be me. Let it be US." He resumed his hair twirling and cheek caressing, our legs stretched out in front of us, the rest of his body still. "Where is your wife?" were the only words that came out of my mouth. Really? That was all I could say to him now? "Krissy is laying down in the extra bedroom," he told me. "May or may not be asleep. I told her I wanted to start a fire." I started to move, but Jeremy tensed his arm and kept me where I was, gathering up a handful of hair and bringing it to his nose to sniff. I felt so safe and secure under his powerful, protective watch. "You smell like cherries." "It's a scented shampoo." "Krissy is a good woman, Pamela," he advised me. "She is a very special and truly unique woman. Despite the many differences you and her have had, Krissy wants to put it all behind her and start over. She wants you with us, too. She knows it is what's best for our family, and for you." This seemed crazy to me. But an icy cold fear tiptoed up my spine. What if I told him no? Could I give up the man I loved more than anyone or anything... again? I could stay here in Maryland and dance at the _Gold Club_ until I got so old that they decided to kick me out. What then? Ahh yes, I could go to a much lesser, seedy strip joint whose standards were not quite so high, and maybe continue stripping well into my 40's. By the time I turn 50, I would be so old and washed up, totally broken down physically and especially mentally, and I would be... ...
    alone. Surely, the college degree I was about to get was not going to do me any good. What school system would hire a teacher who had such a long and extensive history as a stripper? Well, maybe I could provide some entertainment for the fathers at the PTA meetings in a separate room. Ask them to whip out their wallets? Isn't that all I am really good for in life? Jeremy took my hand and pulled me down so we could lie next to each other. He proceeded to line up our bodies with him on his back and my head on his shoulder, our legs criss-crossed. We sank into the fluffy down comforter, and he literally wrapped us together as one. There were no cars passing by or other noises from outside at this time of night. All I heard, in fact, was the soft hiss of the gas fireplace and the steady thump of my pulse against my throat. Waiting for that to slow to a normal rate, I did not talk, but let my breathing even out. Unable to resist, I ran my fingers along his chest. I felt a surge of electrical passion and desire shoot through me and invade every inch of my soul. "Come with us," he urged. "Come with us, Pamela, and I promise you that no one will ever hurt you again. I swear to you. You deserve better than this." "I know." Did I? "No, you don't. But I will prove it to you. I will show you. I will show you what happiness is, and what it feels like. And once you're sure, once you're absolutely, one hundred percent sure, I will marry you, Pamela. I will marry you, and we will have babies ...
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