The Space Between - I - Intersecting - Sex Stories

The Space Between - I - Intersecting

... was just barely showing. John was mesmerized by her. She looked into Beauty’s eye and smiled. John’s heart flipped. His body betrayed him. John held his breath, hearing his heart thud in his ears. John took a few more photos as the angles changed. Diane kept her eyes on him as he moved. Click. Click. It was like they were dancing, barely touching, yet feeling each other. This was becoming dangerous. They both could feel it. Diane knew she had to curtail this flame that was starting to feel like it was going to burst. Quietly she said, “John …… I think it’s time for me to leave.” They both had felt it. John nodded as he busied himself with the cameras, unable to speak. Diane buttoned up her shirt and pulled on her capris. John watched out of the corner of his eyes. She slipped on her sandals and picked up her bag. “I have Wednesday open if it works for you,” she said to John as she put her hand on the door knob. “I’ll text you the time,” John replied as Diane slipped out of the studio. John sat down on the grey wing-back chair. Lost in his thoughts, he acknowledged that the pull was undeniable. ~ The story continues to “The Space Between – II – Exploring the Contours”