My Dirty Secrets Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

My Dirty Secrets Chapter 3

... short enough to show off her thighs and fantastic butt. She even had her toes painted to match, even down to the white tips.

Jessi tossed her cigarette and went inside. I lit another. I definitely smoked too much. I kept hearing her voice and her confidence in dealing with things between us. She was an amazing woman. She was willing to accept reality on reality's terms. Most people her age and in her position couldn't manage composure like that. I flicked my cigarette to the edge of the street and picked up Jessi's still-smoldering butt, too, and gave it a toss. She had a bad habit of just tossing them in the grass.

Walking back into the house, I went to my spot on the floor where I sat when we watched TV at night. Jessi wasn't in the living room. Maybe she was getting her pajamas on?

"You going to stay out there all night?" she called from her bedroom.

Confused, I sat quietly, just waiting for clarity to find me. Is she saying what I think she's saying?

"Come on, I'm going to bite. It's okay," Jessi said with a giggle.

I stood up, and my heart was beating in my ears again. She had some spell over me that I could not explain and didn't want to try. As I approached her door, she had the lamp on and was lying on her bed, covered only by a thin sheet. Her tank top and jean shorts were on the floor at the edge of the bed. My cock began to swell in my jeans as I stood there with my arms on the door jam. I stared at the woman before me as she shifted her legs ...

... seductively and rolled onto her side, being sure to keep her breasts covered by the sheet. She looked at me like she had in the living room the night before. When she caught me staring at her. Jessica had seen right through me then as she did now.

"Penny, for your thoughts, Nicholas," she teased.

Putting my knee on the edge of the bed, Jessi swatted my leg playfully.

"This is a clothing-free bed. If you'd like to join, you're going to have to follow the dress code, sir," She said, rolling over and taking the sheet off the side of the bed nearest to me.

Reaching down, I unbuckled my belt, looking into her eyes the entire time. She smiled as she met my gaze. My jeans fell to the floor, and I slid my boxers down. As I stood naked before her, she looked at me in a way that made me feel vulnerable. Men often looked at women with sex on their minds, but I'd never really felt that feeling myself. It was erotic to know that I was desired. The vulnerability was undeniable, though, as her eyes went from my face down, slowly scanning my body and drinking in everything she wanted.

I again put my knee onto the bed and began to lie down. Jessi kept the sheet wrapped around her as I did. She put her hand on my bearded jaw and pulled me toward her. She smelled amazing, and her soft hand felt cool against my face. There was an animalistic attraction matched only by the tenderness and delight I felt in her touch. She just held my face, our lips only an inch apart. I could feel her ...