Who is the Real Luke Davis? - Sex Stories

Who is the Real Luke Davis?

... it's important we know where each other's coming from, what we're looking for."

"OK"

"Ultimately what I'm looking for is a partner for myself...and a mother for Ethan—now I'm not saying that has to be you—but long term, someday, that's what I hope to find."

"I know that."

"Yeah. I figured. But the last thing I want to do is hurt you. It's important you know that. That's the last thing I would ever want. So I need to know what you're looking for, OK? I know there's a big difference in our ages. But the crazy thing is I think it might actually be possible that you could be that person for me. Maybe. I don't know. It would be hard, but it's possible. Or maybe I'm going way overboard here and you're not thinking that at all. But I gotta know. What are you looking for?"

"I don't know. All I know is you're a great guy, and I'm really strongly attracted to you. Like really strongly. I just want to fuck you. I don't know about all that other stuff, like getting married and all that. I think maybe I might want that. Like I doubt I could ever do better than you and Ethan. But I don't feel like I have to have that now. I know I'm still young. I don't feel like I have to go off to college and fuck a bunch of different guys until I find Mr. Right, when maybe I've already got him right here with me now. But I don't know. I figured just take it one step at a time. Take this step, and then see how it goes. See how I feel. You don't have to know how it ends before you start ...

... reading a story, right? Isn't it kind of like that?"

"I suppose so." Luke wasn't sure how clearly he was thinking, but she seemed like she was making a lot of sense.

"So if we both want this, we both care about each other, we're both honest with each other, then why not?"

"OK. I'll always be honest with you, Kyra."

"And I promise to always be honest with you. Don't be so scared Luke. I'm not your ex-wife."

"I know that. You're a thousand percent different than her, and way more beautiful."

"Talk like that, and a little more champagne, might get you into my pants."

"There is no place on Earth I'd rather be."

"Mmmmmm. When do you want to get started?"

"How soon can you be here?"

"Five minutes. Maybe ten. I want to take a quick shower first."

"You can shower over here. I can help you."

"Ooooh! ... OK. I'll tell my mom you just got called out on an emergency. How long will you be gone?"

"I think this is a long one. Maybe international, like Dubai. You might not be back until Monday."

"Oh! I'll have to pack a bag then, maybe a change of clothes."

"You might not need any clothes."

"Oh! Well...for appearances sake, anyway."

"OK. Don't be long."

"I won't."

As he waited for her to arrive, Luke replayed the events of recent weeks in his mind, reviewing how he'd gotten here, and he was embarrassed that for the first time, really, he was seeing all the parallels between Kyra's actions and what he'd written to "Confused." She had ...