1. A Dangerous Liaison


    Date: 7/10/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: angieseroticpen, Rating: 30, Source: LushStories

    starting a family, he had told her that he would love to help out. Leon had confessed to her that he had always wanted to make a white woman pregnant. She felt uncomfortable; she felt guilty too. But she also felt drawn to Leon. She was so pleased when Bill reached the top of the garden again and switched off the mower. Leon pulled his hand away and moved slightly away from her as Bill came through the door. “Just wondered, Leon,” he said, “maybe you could leave it with me overnight. Save you hanging about. I’ll be at least another hour. You could drop by tomorrow.” “That’s a good idea, Bill. Thanks.” “You’re playing golf tomorrow,” Melissa reminded him. “That’s okay,” Bill replied. “Leon can still pop round and collect it.” Leon shrugged his shoulders. “Whatever suits you guys?” Bill looked at Melissa. “Tomorrow’s fine with me.” Melissa looked away. One part of her was angry with Bill for inviting Leon back the next day but another part of her was excited. He had touched her. He was a filthy minded, uncouth man who wanted to fuck her and he had touched her; not just physically but also emotionally. She was angry as she watched him walk away. The man had her panties in his pocket and she could still feel the roughness of his fingers against her sex. She was angry with herself as well because she wanted him. **** Her anger had subsided by the time he called round next morning. She heard his van in the driveway. She heard him opening his rear doors. She heard his footsteps on ...
    the gravel pathway as he picked up the machine and put it inside his van. She heard his doors close and then she heard his footsteps again. They were coming to her front door. She heard her door creak as he pushed it open. She heard his footsteps in her hallway and then she saw him as he reached the kitchen. He was dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt. It clung to his chest showing his muscular frame and the short arm covering dug into his bulging biceps. His eyes met hers momentarily as she stood there against the kitchen table and then they looked lower down. All Melissa was wearing was just a flowered patterned dressing gown that came midway down her thighs. His eyes rose again and looked into hers. The lust in them frightened her. “The door was open,” he told her as reached inside his jeans pocket. “I came to return these.” Melissa just stared in silence at the panties in his hand. “I washed them for you.” She was still silent as he stepped closer. Time seemed to standstill as he moved closer and closer until he was almost touching her. He put them down on the table beside her, then his eyes focused on the belt of her dressing gown. She knew before his hand even moved that he was going to undo it. She looked him in the eye as she felt it tug open and she saw his eyes widen as her nakedness was revealed. The next thing she felt was his hands under her armpits lifting her into the air and sitting her back down on the edge of the table. Those same hands pushed the gown off ...
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