The Danielle Development - Sex Stories

The Danielle Development

Contents

Chapter 1 -

The Kara Call-In

Chapter 2 -

The Kara Continuation

Chapter 3 -

The Danielle Divulgence

Chapter 4 -

The Danielle Display

Chapter 5 -

The Chloe Chronicle

Chapter 6 -

The Danielle Departure

Epilogue -

The Chloe Confession

Chapter One - The Kara Call-in

Danielle's mother died a couple of weeks later. My flying roster precluded me attending the funeral which avoided the inevitable dilema of whether going would be weirder than not going. There was no doubt that Danielle and I were now very much "in a relationship" - it said so on Facebook - but since I'd never met her mother I was pretty sure going to the funeral, if only to support Danielle, would be awkward. Besides I figured Kara would do a better job. I wasn't great at dealing with emotional people - not that I'd ever seen Danielle display much emotion in relation to her mother.

We had arranged for Danielle to take some time off working at the salon and visit me in Budapest where I was based. She'd never been out of the country and, I was surprised to learn, was a bit of a nervous flyer (nervous is not a word I would typically associate with Danielle). So when Kara had been up for her mother's funeral, the girls had hatched a plan for Danielle and I to meet up in London and stay over at Kara & Tim's prior to us flying to Hungary together. I was a little excited as well as apprehensive to see Kara again. Now that she was married I was concerned it might be ...

... strange but I couldn't help but fantasise about what might happen if the three of us were together again.

I jump seated over to Heathrow in the morning and took the Heathrow Express and Circle Line to meet Danielle at Kings Cross in the afternoon. I stood in the concourse waiting for her train to get in. Eventually I saw Danielle emerging from the barriers. It had been a couple of weeks since we last saw one another - apart from via FaceTime - and I was once again taken aback by her beauty. It was a hot summer and Danielle was wearing a blue plunging tank top and something I was later told was called a skort... basically a cross between a skirt and very short shorts. Her long legs looked amazing as she walked towards me, lifting her Lara Croft style sunglasses as she approached. Her midriff was exposed, as it used to be back at school, and her belly still looked impressively toned for a woman in her mid thirties. Her skin was lightly bronzed - doubtless not from natural sunlight - but she looked good regardless.

"Eyes are up here" she winked as she caught me staring at her cleavage "some things never change!".

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her, running my hand down the exposed small of her back and over onto her bum. Leaning back I looked into her eyes and kissed her. I ran my hand through her long hair tucking it behind her ear and stroking it in the process. I was already getting a semi and Danielle could feel it through the thin fabric of her skort.

"Down ...