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

Opening the Marriage: The Dream, Chapter 5

... and an impeccable posture. She wore a well-fitted but flowing white shirt made of a sheer material. Erin could see a maroon bra that matched her hair beneath her blouse; it contrasted beautifully against the woman’s light skin and shirt. She had long legs and a long torso, like Erin, and her dark pencil skirt accentuated her high thin waist and wide hips. Her muscular ass muscles and toned calves revealed she was certainly an athlete, and her delicate ankles were emphasized by tall stiletto heels.

Erin was so taken with this gorgeous woman with such confidence and style that she forgot she was wrapped in a towel in a strange hallway until the woman turned through a side door. Erin followed her through without a thought, as one does in dreams.

She first noticed the warm, inviting lighting in the welcoming room. It was large and had an odd mix of a desk and bookshelves at the far end, a leather couch and comfortable-looking armchairs near the door, and a large massage table complete with a crisp white sheet in the center of the room. There were a few lamps spread nicely throughout the space, providing warm lighting to the room’s surfaces without a hint of office harshness. Erin immediately felt at home. She stood near the doorway as the red-haired woman crossed to the far side of the room near the desk and casually began unbuttoning her white blouse.

“I’m so glad you’ve applied for the position, Erin. Having you in any position sounds amazing – within this company, I ...

... mean,” said the redhead with a playful smile as her fingers loosened the buttons on her sheer blouse down to her waist. She began to open the skirt clasp. “My intern tells me you are a wonderful…client…and he highly recommended his experience with you for an addition to our…team.”

Erin’s mouth was absentmindedly ajar as the redhead’s blouse gaped open to reveal the milky white skin of her flat stomach. She tucked her thumbs into her waistband and then wiggled her hips and pressed her skirt down over one broad hip and then the other, eventually passing the point of no return. Her pencil skirt fell onto her stilettoed feet. The redhead went on about Erin’s job application, but Erin missed whatever was being said. She was fully enthralled by the redhead’s tiny maroon panties hiding what could only be a gorgeous pussy.

In the back of Erin’s dreaming mind, she gathered that she was at a job interview with the gorgeous redhead from earlier in the day and that she was expected to massage her potential employer. This made perfect sense in Erin’s erotic dream, and she made whatever preparations were necessary as her focus remained on the sensuality of the woman in front of her. Erin’s attention flitted between the slight movements of the woman’s hips, her small waist, the elegant gestures of her toned arms, the details of her pale skin, the small amount of cleavage visible between the valley of her maroon bra, the graceful movements of her flowing red hair, and the fullness of ...