RED - Sex Stories

RED

... you as a pillow, do you, Tom?” “Of course not.” “Thought so.” Linda smiled as she crawled between my legs, and rested her head on my chest. “You carry a bit more meat than Jack.” I felt annoyed that she kept comparing me to Jack. But I suppose that a natural when you move from one relationship to another. “I do need to get down to the gym again.” “No you don’t... you’re cuddly, just the way I like.” I suddenly didn’t mind watching chick flicks. Linda nuzzled her head against my solar plexus and contently watched the film. I felt we were as good as lovers. All that was missing was the sex... the fucking best thing. But how do I make that final step? One thing I do know, it’s not fucking easy. Linda is a flirt, in a cute and playful way. But she most defiantly has me wrapped around her little finger, but I don’t mind one iota. We spent the night on the couch. Linda woke me at the break of dawn with the smell of bacon and egg... she had made me a cooked breakfast... Surely sex must be on the cards now. In the shop I logged online to check my website for orders. A notification came through. I opened it and it was a message from Linda. It read, “Forgot to charge my phone this morning... but was too excited to wait and tell you tonight. I want you to be my ‘plus one’ at the work’s Christmas party this weekend. I’ve already told them all about you. PLZ COME!!!! XX” Fuck me... Told her colleagues all about me. I’m defo in for a bit black ass. Being a trusting man, I had given Linda ...

... my spare set of keys. It was about time I had given a girl a set other than my mother. When I arrived home, I was surprised to walk in to hear the sound of the vacuum cleaner. It felt good. I leaned against the door frame and watched Linda pushing the vacuum cleaner around the carpet. She remained oblivious to me while listening to her headphones. I enjoyed watching Linda swaying her hips while dressed in her tiny sweat shorts and tank top. A sense of pride overcame me, that this beautiful woman was making my home, hers. My heart swelled with love. I couldn’t ever imagine life without Linda. The same problem still remained though... where’s the sex? Earlier that day I had been talking to an old school friend who had visited me in the shop. He warned me not to build my hopes up, and to be weary of women in Linda’s situation. I did my best to listen to his warning about broken women seeking comfort blankets. More so when he told me that he reckons that as soon as the Jack comes back, Linda will run back. Still, even if that did happen, at least I would have sleeped her by then... Wouldn’t I? I better get a move on just in case Jack does return. I decided to wait until Linda’s Christmas party when I can get her drunk. Not in a big way. Just enough so she can drop her guard a little, and then hopefully her panties will follow. Also, we can both use the excuse of being drunk in the morning. I now couldn’t wait until the party on Friday, I was confident of sealing the deal then. ...