1. Use me


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    her eyes and exhaled smoke. I waited a few minutes for her to answer. She remained silent. I concluded that she wasn’t going to answer either question. “Fair enough, Victoria. I apologize if I have embarrassed you this evening. Rest assured I won’t bother you again.” I climbed into my car, closed the door, started the engine and turned on my wipers. Victoria watched the wind carry away the five dollar bill that she had placed under the wiper. Her facial expression changed from anger to panic, as she turned her head to follow the erratic path the wind was taking the bill on. I put my car in gear and inched away from her. “Wait!” Victoria shouted after me. I gently stepped on the brake pedal and rolled down my window. Victoria threw away the cigarette and stared at me in silence. She crossed her arms and took a step towards my car. “Fuck. Is the offer to sit in your car and talk this through still on the table?” “You know it is, Victoria,” I replied. She walked around to the passenger side of my car and slid into the seat. “May I have a minute to gather my thoughts? I’m shaking inside and out,” she asked as she closed the car door. “Take all the time you need.” She took a few deep breaths and rubbed her temples. “Okay, please let me say what I have to say, and forgive me if it doesn’t follow the chronological order of tonight’s events. I am very confused and upset right now,” she said to me in shaky voice. “I will wait till you let me know that you have said all that you have ...
    to say,” I assured her. “Thank you. I appreciate your understanding. I didn’t want to blow you off, Gil. Or tell you that it’s best that we never see each other again. That is not what I believe or want. When you told me to sip the wine the second time, there was something in your voice that sent a shiver through me. A sexy shiver, something I never had felt before. I was confused and angry at myself because I wanted to lift my skirt for you in the pub. I got excited when you asked me to show you my speckles and splotches. I wanted you to look at my legs. "I want you to look at me again, like you did when you held my arms, stepped back and looked at me like I was the only woman on this planet. I want you to touch me and I want to touch you. You’re right, it is a difficult choice to think about, let alone make. I don’t think you’re any of those things I called you. You make me feel sexy and desired and lusted after. I hope you can understand that this is very overwhelming for me. That’s it for now. If I think of anything else I will tell you,” she lowered her eyes to her fidgeting fingers when she finished explaining. “I understand, Victoria,” I softly replied. Victoria took a deep breath and looked at me. It had been oblivious that she had something else to tell me, but was hesitant to do so. A few minutes passed, she took a deep breath and continued, “I took a shower when I got back to my hotel room the day we met. As I passed the mirrored sliding doors, I looked at my bruise ...
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