The Best Summer Of My Life: Part 5 - Sex Stories

The Best Summer Of My Life: Part 5

I've never been a fan of Sundays. Growing up it always meant having school early the next morning, but now I hated it for a different reason. This Sunday meant that it would be the last day of my weekend "getaway" with Mrs. Fitzgerald, the wife of the man who pays me to do yard work around their house. Diana and I had fallen pretty hard for each other, and just yesterday confessed our love for one another. Now it was the end of the best weekend of my life and I was dreading having to leave. "Good morning, my love." Diana kissed me with those sweet, warm kisses I had grown accustomed to the past few days. "Morning baby. Been up long?" "Not really, I was thinking of getting a quick shower in before breakfast. Would you be interested in joining me?" "If I ever say no to that question, you have my permission to check me into a psychiatric hospital." I followed Diana and her marvelous ass to the shower and while the shower was indeed quick, the making out lasted well after the water was turned off. We decided to stay in bed for the better part of the day, seeing as how we both were pretty exhausted after two days of love making and weren't ready to be apart come Monday. "Hey AJ, I have a question for you." Diana looked up at me with inquisitive eyes. "That day we had coffee together, what were you working on?" "I was writing. I guess you could say that's what I do or want to do. I'm a writer." "Oh really?" Diana was now sitting upright in bed, looking at me with those big ...

... beautiful blue eyes I loved staring into. "What do you like to write?" "Mostly science fiction and drama. Comedy here and there. I'm considering starting something new though." "Like what?" "A romance between a young man and a quiet, yet strikingly beautiful married woman who fall in love and have hot, raucous sex." "I like that idea, AJ. I wonder where you got the inspiration for that one." Diana moved the sheets and laid her head on my shoulders. I told her sometimes the good ones just hit you, and she giggled and placed her arm around me. "I have a question for you now." "Shoot." "When we were getting coffee, you told me that accounting work suited you but you didn't elaborate. Why did you say that?" "Oh, that. I just meant that being an accountant suited my personality. I sit in a cubicle eight hours a day, five days a week. I rarely talk to any of my coworkers and when I do its a very short conversation. Since I felt so alone at home I was getting use to being alone at work. But not anymore. I want to change. I'm tired of being people's doormat! I'm ready for people to see the real me." I was blown away by Diana's confidence. This is the woman who I saw underneath the thick glasses and long skirts. The real Diana was confident, firm, and direct. It was such a turn on. "That's great, baby!" "Thank you. It felt great to say all of that. I owe this new outlook on life to you babe. You've made me realize I need to be true to myself, and doing so will make me happy in the long run. I ...