Cafe Delight - Sex Stories

Cafe Delight

... around her, pulling her against his powerful chest. “How about you Suze, do anything fun this weekend?...Suzy?” he repeated when she didn’t answer. Now it was Suzy’s turn to snap out of her fantasy and she blushed deeply. “What? Sorry Hon I didn’t hear you,” she said trying to cover. “How was your weekend?” Mike asked again. He wondered what she had been thinking that had caused her to blush so deeply. Suzy turned her back and busied herself rearranging the salad dressings, and smiled to herself. She’d been waiting for this moment since Saturday night. “Oh not much, just cleaned up the house and rearranged the furniture,” she paused, “and kicked Steve out of the house.” She turned quickly trying to catch his reaction. A rush of excitement shot through Mike’s body and he almost fell off his stool. Once he recovered, his lips curved into a wide smile. “You kicked Steve out?” he asked, unable to hide his excitement. Suzy smiled at his reaction as a thrill ran through her. Her cheeks began to feel hot as she answered. “Yeah. I had enough of his shit and told him to get out!” she was almost giddy as she replied. Mike’s mouth dropped open and a tingle ran up his spine. “Wow, you ok?” he asked. “Yeah, I’ve been thinking about it for a while, and then he started acting like an ass Saturday morning, and I made up my mind, and told him to get out,” she explained. “I feel so much better, having it done. It’s been over for a long time. I tried to make it work, but I just couldn’t do it ...

... anymore. I should have got rid of him a long time ago.” “Good for you. I’m glad you’re happy,” Mike said, brazenly ogling her plump breasts. Suzy noticed the hungry look in his eye and a tingle ran down her spine. Mike’s organ was beginning to stir within his jeans. He could see the desire in her eyes and was about to profess his own, when the cook set his dinner in the window. She turned and walked to the window before he could say anything. She returned and set the plate on the counter before him, flashing an alluring smile. Then rushed off to complete her side work while he ate. While mopping the floor of the dining room her mind wandered and she pictured herself wrapped tightly in Mike’s strong arms, her lips pressed to his, in a feverish kiss, their tongues intertwined caressing one another. The back and forth motion of the mop and her vivid imagination caused her pulse to quicken and a humid warmth began to grow at the juncture of her supple thighs. Mike ate his dinner absent-mindedly as he delighted in every sumptuous movement of Suzy’s backside as it bobbed with the pushing and pulling of the mop. She turned to the side, and he focused on the gentle sway of her supple breasts. He suddenly became, painfully, aware of the tightness in his jeans and forced himself to avert his eyes from the tempting sight before him. He closed his eyes and tried to think of anything but Suzy bent over sliding the mop swiftly across the floor and the irresistible movement of her rounded ...