The Performance Ch. 05: The Debrief - Sex Stories

The Performance Ch. 05: The Debrief

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"The date was fine. Sit back and I'll tell you all about it," she said getting up to get them both a glass of water. They really needed to rehydrate. Tom watched in awe as she bounced naked into the kitchen, boobs jiggling, ass swaying, every inch a seductive, desirable woman. The sight was breathtaking, and he never tired of looking at her.

Cate proceeded to recount every detail of the evening. The compliments, the seductive talk, the clandestine (and not so clandestine) looks at her tits and ass, the dancing with the not so subtle at all search for panties. Tom burst out laughing when she told him of her response to his obvious explorations, the attempts at feeling her leg and to sneak up her dress, and of course the erections that grew in his pants. More laughter again at the comment about her being responsible for his hard-on and did she want to stay longer to help him with his 'problem.' She then told her husband about the Sasha conversation and how he tried to play it so cool and sell her on the line that 'she lets me be me'.

"I even mentioned to him that you told me you were certain he was trying to seduce me and that he desperately wanted to fuck me. His response was that you were an astute individual. I had to agree with him," she giggled. "I also told him that I would be telling you every detail of the 'date' when I got home. I don't think he believed me."

"Wow. Quite the night. Sounds like an interesting time was had by all. So, tell me the ...

... truth. How attractive do you find him? Were you tempted? Is he irresistible? You know, what with the easy erections and all?"

"Well...if I'm honest, I do find him attractive. Physically at least, she confessed. Like I said...Jason Sinclair is tall, dark and handsome. A very sexy man I have to admit. But it's obviously a practiced and cultivated sexuality, if that makes any sense. Developed over the course of gawd knows how many encounters. And we both know, that to almost any woman, confidence in a man is an alluring quality. But his confidence borders on arrogance. I imagine that any woman he beds simply becomes a conquest. Just another notch. Nothing more.

"He's easily aroused that's for sure...highly sexed...and from what I could tell when he was...um...getting inflated, as it were. It looked like he might be pretty well-endowed. That being said, he's the kind of man who is used to getting what he desires and is so cocky (no pun intended) that he thinks every woman will fall at his feet and offer him their vagina on a platter. He assumes that he makes them cream themselves just by being his wonderful, marvellous self. I'm sure he has had lots of success bedding his intended quarry, what with his looks, money, and smooth line of bullshit. And maybe he is, as you say about some of your 'girl crushes', a 'hell of a rattle,' but I could never be attracted to a man like that emotionally. To me, he would just be a living, breathing, dildo. At best. Albeit a good looking one. ...