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The Guilt Will Kill You

Date: 7/17/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: wantsomefun, Rating: 95.2, Source: sexstories.com

Lisa sighed. “I worry about her. Pietra trusts people too much sometimes.” “Maybe you trust some people too little, Lisa. I will not hurt her. That’s not who I am. I understand pain well enough to never cause it in someone I care about. That’s why I’d never hurt you.” “Because you care about me?” He grinned. “Why is that so hard to believe?” “I haven’t been exactly nice to you.” “No,” he argued. “You’ve been on guard. I get that. I respect it. Just kinda hoped you’d let your guard down a little.” “I already have. I went out to dinner with you last night, and I’m alone with you now. Do you have any idea what accomplishments those are?” He turned onto a bumpy, overgrown dirt road and wound through the trees to the hidden spot where he kept his truck. “Yes, Lisa, I do. Remember, I’m a hermit.” Pietra waved to them from the porch when they walked up the path to the cabin. “Hey, guys! I brought a couple bottles of wine. Maybe we can chill them for lunch. I’ll be good to drive by dark that way.” The trio played their latest song and added a vocal track from Lisa. They spent as much time talking as playing until Wolfie said, “Lunchtime,” and led them to his kitchen. Red checked the refrigerator. “The wine’s not cold enough.” “Just as well,” Wolfie said. “It’s too early in the day for me to drink, and I’m not crazy about you driving if you do. We’ll save it for another time.” “If you’ll let me drive your car, Red, I can go home and let you two lovebirds have your wine,” Granny ... said. “You can call me tomorrow, and I’ll come back with your car so you can drive me home again.” “That’s a lot of running around,” Wolfie said. “We’ll save the wine for another time.” He set to work making a chef salad for three. “Will you girls stay for dinner? Red, check the fridge. How many tomatoes do I have?” “Six big ones and a couple small ones.” She inspected them. “They’re nice.” “We’re all set,” he grinned. He went back to grating carrots for the salad. When they went to the studio he said, “I’d like to work on ‘The Guilt Will Kill You’.” “Thought we were done with it,” Lisa said. “Maybe we are. Humor me.” Pietra’s soft chords played, and her voice sang, “You had your plans, You loved your girl, And things were goin' fine. You played your show, Celebrated, Watched her drink that wine.” He stopped the recording. “Lisa, can you sing harmony with her?” “I can try. Let’s listen to the whole thing first,” she responded. He re-started the recording, and they sat in silence to listen. When it was done, Lisa asked, “Why do you want to change it?” “Not sure. Maybe to make you more a part of it. The listener hears the lyrics you wrote and your drum work, but not you.” “Red told me I remind you of your late fiancee.” “Maria. I hadn’t gotten up the nerve to ask her yet, but I bought a ring. The jeweler was good about taking it back.” “Wolfie, do you want me singing about her? Isn’t that a little … bizarre?” “Not at all. She’s part of my past. I know you’re not her. It’s not like ...