Transforming Genevieve Chapter Eight Part Two - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Eight Part Two

By 8 o'clock, I could hardly wait for Bill to arrive. While I waited, I took the time to light a few candles in my bedroom. I didn't bother to change, opting to keep my pink tank top and jeans on until Bill arrived. As the time drew closer, my excitement for a night of passion grew. My nipples became erect, and I could feel moisture start to gather in my pussy. By the time my doorbell rang, I wanted him very much.

When I answered the door, Bill was standing there, holding a paper bag in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. He smiled widely at me, and I hugged him as he entered.

Closing the door and turning the deadbolt, I said, "What kind of wine did you get?”

"Just a simple Merlot,” he answered.

"And what's in the bag?" I asked.

"That's a surprise,” Bill responded.

Handing me the paper bag, he added, "No peeking until I say so."

"Cross my heart and hope to die," I promised, moving my fingertip slowly over my erect nipple in an "X" pattern.

His eyes followed my fingertip and gazed at the erect nipple I was promising over.

"Would you like to sit in the living room?" I suggested.

"Tell you what, Gen, I'll grab a couple of wine glasses and join you in the bedroom instead,” he said.

"Oh my goodness, I like a man who knows what he wants and goes for it," I responded.

The excitement of knowing what was about to happen caused all those sexual cravings to come rushing back. I knew it wouldn't be long before I'd be satisfying those cravings. ...

... I slipped out of my jeans, put his surprise paper bag on the nightstand, and reclined on the bed to wait for him.

Slowly, the door opened, and Bill stood in the opening, silhouetted by the hall light behind him. He held two wine glasses in one hand and the bottle of Merlot in the other. He took a step forward and pushed the door closed with an elbow. The room was aglow with the dim light cast by the few candles I'd lit earlier; their scent filled the air with a faint strawberry aroma.

As he approached the bed, I turned onto my side and pulled my long hair in front to let it cascade over my breasts.

"God, you're so sexy, Gen," Bill said.

"Thank you. I love that you think I'm a sexy woman,” I replied.

Bill stopped to stand alongside the bed and look over my body. His eyes traveled from mine down over my supple breasts, the exposed flesh below my pink tank top, and the black lace triangle that covered my loins. The bulge in his slacks gave away the fact that he was already becoming aroused just looking at me.

I loved the thought that he could become aroused just looking at my body.

"You must like what you see," I said.

"I love what I see,” he replied.

"Are you going to make love to me, Bill?" I asked.

"No, Gen,we are going to make love together," Bill said, accentuating the word we.

He put the wine and glasses on the nightstand to his left and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. The thick covering of chest hair I had run my fingers through when we made ...