Dark Side Explored - Sex Stories

Dark Side Explored

The first time I met Paula I coerced her into having sex with me, introducing her to rough sex. I never intended to see her again. I have to admit at 43 Paula is very attractive and has a hot slim body. I'm surprised when she called inviting me over to her apartment. The blonde's brow furrows in the midst of her thinking, reaching inside of the cooling machine to curl slender fingers around a plastic container. Lifting it up to her face to take a closer look, she closed the door narrowing her eyes on the object as if it is the cause for the plethora of problems weighing her down. She dumps the food into a ceramic plate, shoving it into the microwave to heat so that she wouldn't have to sink her teeth into something cold and hard. A shudder wracks her petite frame at the mere thought of it, tongue trailing over the the upper row of teeth concealed behind perfect bows of pink. A sigh left Paula's lips, leaning heavily against the marble of her kitchen counter, nails digging into the immaculate, rounded edge of it. Hues of a brilliant blue color turned towards the locked door for a brief moment, as if she is expecting me to burst through the door any moment. She can imagine it, my craggy face, defined jaw, arrogant nose, and gray hair. The most alluring green of my eyes and my smile. The beep of the microwave snaps her out of her daze. Straightening herself as if she were caught in the very act of fingering herself to the thought of me, she wandered over to the microwave to drag ...

... the plate of food out, and begins to eat. She is starving. Her elbows resting on the unrelenting hardness of marble, scooping spoonfuls of pasta into her mouth. A moan left her lips at the taste of it, warmth spreading over her body in response to the food. " Aren't you enjoying that?" She screamed dropping the spoon in her bowl, she quickly turns, settling her surprised gaze on me, the person she has just been thinking about. " John? What are you doing here?" Paula asked, relaxing against the counter once she confirmed that it is me. I venture closer to her until I'm there, she can smell me. It is familiar, the smell of expensive cologne and shaving cream, along with a hint of something a little musky. Her arms draped around my neck, having to angle her head backwards to meet my gaze. " I came as soon as I could after your call. To see my beautiful minx, who I never expected to see again." I murmured, dipping my head down to brush my lips along her forehead. She isn't able to suppress a smile, her fingers idly caressing my short cut hair. " I needed to see you again. I was thinking about our first time together." she responded. Leaning into me, she releases a sigh of content, reveling in the warmth and comfort I possessed. When I wasn't being stoic, I'm like this. Caring, sweet, and reliable. I'm the new person in her life. For a moment, we simply held each other, whispering sweet words and fleeting kisses. I pull away, holding her at arms-length while I narrowed my hawkish ...