Persephone in Winter - Chapter 5/11 - Sex Stories

Persephone in Winter - Chapter 5/11

... hungrily before him. She spoke to him graphically, breathlessly, as they returned from a Saturday visit to the museum, telling him how the lines and mass of a certain sculpture made her think of how wonderful his own body looked to her. How it made her hot and wet, so much so she couldn't wait to have him. So she took him there in the car as he drove, eagerly swallowing his semen as though it was hot tea and honey. She arrived at his office late one Friday afternoon flaunting a new coat, one of luxuriously thick silver and white fur. She felt the stares of his colleagues, from bare calf to the upper curves of her breasts left enticingly exposed. Their attention warmed her a little, but she went to her husband without a smile or glance at the others. In the seclusion of his office, she opened the coat and let it slide off her shoulders, finally naked before him with a hunger in her eyes that by now he knew all too well. They made love on the carpet in front of his desk, door unlocked, all the while sensing the danger of being seen by an intruder, overwhelmed by their passion for each other. After a month, Steven had forgiven everything. 'A small price,' he told himself. Memory of the mansion and the dark man in it went to the place where memories go that are not forgotten, but only return with the most deliberate provocation. Now, not even the moans of her loudest orgasm set them free.