Opening the Marriage: The Dream, Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

Opening the Marriage: The Dream, Chapter 5

... so much as to hinder her from exercise and running.

Somewhat disappointed that her shield bra was hindering any discreet stimulation, she opted instead to let her hands slide down her body to her thighs. She uncrossed her tan legs and set her wine glass down to run both palms down her smooth legs, pressing against her runner’s muscles. She enjoyed the release of residual tension and endorphins despite just finishing a massage. She absently remembered how the actual massage part of her hour had been interrupted and decided it was a worthwhile trade. Besides, Luke loved to rub her sexy legs, and she hoped that his massage would have a happy ending like the one she’d just finished.

Erin allowed her hands to rise to her hips and to slide under her short skirt. She brushed them against the patterned lace that separated her fingers from her hairless pussy. The lightest touch told her she was very turned on and very wet. Her knees involuntarily spread, and her breath caught on a sharp inhale as she pressed against her pubic mound ever so slightly and felt her pussy muscles spasm gently. Another small shiver ran up her belly, and she lifted her chin toward the sun. A small orgasm surprised her for ten full seconds. Shocked, she couldn’t remember ever feeling so horny.

In a happy, mild post-orgasm bliss, Erin blinked several times, caught her breath again, and enjoyed several long drinks from her cold glass of wine. Her head was spinning from the day’s events thus far, the ...

... warm sunshine on her skin, and the mild buzz from the rosé. She sank back into the comfortable chair and felt her body relax as she closed her eyes and listened to the breeze in the trees and the happy sounds of songbirds nearby.

Erin immediately fell into a light and satisfying sleep.

As dreams tend to do, Erin found herself in the very place she had been thinking about moments before. She was back in the massage room, standing naked next to the massage table except for a large dense towel wrapped around her body, covering her from her chest to her knees. She felt happy, warm, and relaxed, and somehow knew that she was looking forward to something, although she did not know why. She heard a knock on the door and turned to see the tall redheaded woman enter the room, clipboard in hand, smiling warmly.

“Erin, I’m so glad you’re ready; please come with me,” said the young woman. Erin noticed how her bright green eyes and pale skin contrasted with her deep red hair; it was almost maroon. Her hair was thick, slightly wavy, and fell well past her shoulders. The woman turned to exit the room, and Erin followed, unable to explain why but just knowing that it felt right.

Erin took in the sight of the tall woman’s back all at once but simultaneously studied every inch of her as she walked confidently down a hallway to an unknown destination. Her hair swayed back and forth with each step, reminding Erin of a Pantene commercial from the past. She had somewhat broad shoulders ...