1. Don't Drop Anchor Here (Part VII)


    Date: 5/22/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    long since he held her. Twelve days felt like eternity to a man in love. They had not had a single chance to be alone for almost two weeks. It was so long since he and Ronnie had been intimate. It felt like forever. Rob’s hard cock was throbbing with pent-up desire. His balls were sore. His heart was racing. He saw the white Fairlane pull up and he grinned. It wouldn’t be long now. Ronnie’s husband Carl was off to DC again to work on his napalm dispersal system. Carl’s company, a large defence contractor, needed to get budget approval from the Defence Department for the increased cost of the system. As the white car pulled away from the front of her house Ronnie smiled. It was a smile tinged with sadness and melancholy. Yes now they could be together, but these few stolen days would be the last time for a long time. She dreaded perhaps forever? Young Robert would be off to Vietnam. And then what Veronica wondered? Would the man she now loved ever return? Ronnie was terrified of their uncertain future. Dark clouds appeared on the horizon and Ronnie felt her body shiver from some inarticulate fear. “Don’t leave me alone,” she whispered to her self in an internal dialogue. Veronica kept waving until the white car had receded down the block into the distance and turned the corner. She didn’t know if Carl looked back or waved in return. She didn’t care anymore. Her heart was thumping. The young straying wife brushed a strand of blond hair off her cheek. Her nipples were hardening ...
    involuntarily. Her body was getting ready for Rob’s arrival. Ronnie fidgeted her fingers. She was nervous. Her sullen mood was lifting, but still her nerves were making her testy. What if he died? What if he was injured? She hated Nixon. She hated Melvin Laird. She hated a lot of things. She hated Vietnam. She was angry and sulky and cantankerous. Why did she have to lose Rob when she had just found him? Life was so unfair. Ronnie was wound-up and on the verge of tears by the time the doorbell finally rang. The sharp-pitched “ding-dong” of the bell made her jump. Her mind was consumed by dark fears. She giggled at her own skittishness trying to lighten her mood. Veronica gently reached up and touched the bruise on her cheek. The young wife wished she could cover the bruise better with her Avon cream. Veronica always wanted to look beautiful and perfect for her Robert. Opening the door the pretty young blond had no time to contemplate the darkness of life. The rush of enthusiasm and desire that her young teen lover brought through the portal overwhelmed her. Robert scooped Veronica up and almost ran with her to the bedroom. Ronnie yelped in surprise and giggled. Whatever thoughts had been in her brain was lost. Her strong young teen lover carried her like she was a little China doll. She felt so feminine and delicate cradled in his strong arms. For a second she forgot her prior dark mood. For a second a playful perky sparkling moment seemed to pick her up and carry her like a ...
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