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A Little Christmas Guilt

Date: 9/12/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: NorthernFlicker, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

feeling of want in men and, this may sound a little odd, knowing they’re suffering a little just because I’m not letting them have what they know I have. I’m in control with it. It’s not that I dislike men. On the contrary. For the most part I really love them, but they do have their shortcomings at times, and sometimes it doesn’t hurt to sort of put them in their place. I hope that doesn’t sound too bitchy.” The tone of her voice was changing noticeably as we spoke. It was becoming more sultry. Sexier. Was it the wine, or was our talk having the same effect on her that it was having on my cock? I continued, quite unintentionally believe it or not, pushing the conversation along. It just flowed that way. “Do you ever really wish you could fulfill your fantasies?” I asked her. “Isn’t that what fantasies are for? To tantalise yourself? For instance, today I had to give a talk before a group of about twenty men. Standing before them in a relatively short skirt and wearing just my garter belt and no panties was extremely exciting for me. There was a huge satisfaction seeing the way some of the men looked at me. It was as if they knew. Almost as if they could see. And there I was right before them and completely unattainable. Forbidden, untouchable fruit. “And here’s the fantasy. I had the feeling that I wanted to step forward, cross the floor and offer to let a couple of them sample the forbidden and untouchable. It was a very strong feeling and I actually stumbled a little in ... my presentation because of it. And then a funny thing happened. I realised that they then had become the forbidden and untouchable for me because I can’t have it.” She had drained her glass again, and as I picked up the bottle I noticed that her outstretched hand holding the glass was trembling slightly. I placed my free hand on her hand to steady it and I refilled her glass. The touch was electrifying to me. When I finished pouring her wine I took my hand away. “Can’t have it, or won’t have it?” I asked. “There’s a difference. You must find it frustrating.” Her voice was becoming more intense now. “Yes I do find it frustrating. When something is denied it becomes more desirable, doesn’t it? That’s one of the awful truths about life.” “Do you think there would ever be a time when you would actually cross the floor, figuratively speaking of course, and fulfill your fantasy?” “I don’t know. I’m not sure I’m brave enough. I suppose it would depend on who is on the other side; who’s in the audience.” And then I pushed the conversation to the edge. “Earlier today I saw the forbidden and untouchable. I guess I was on the other side.” I immediately thought, “Oh god! Why the Hell did I say that? Is my cock getting the better of my brain? I’m just digging myself in deeper. Jesus, I’ve got to get myself out of this!” She didn’t answer immediately, but finally said, “Then perhaps it would be possible for me.” There was a long silence between us then she continued. “And what about you? ...