RED - Sex Stories

RED

... “Don’t you mind?” “I wouldn’t be offering if I did.” “It’s over, Tom.” Linda broke down while unwrapping the sandwich. “Nine years, over just like that.” “You don’t know it’s truly over.” “I bet he’s shagging a dirty hooker right now.” “Don’t say that.” “I know him well.” I thought I would strike while Linda was at her lowest ebb. “So, where are you off to tonight, then?” “Trying to get rid of me already?” “No... No. I promise. Just thought, you know.” “Janet, my best friend is on a month long honeymoon.” I felt my luck had definitely turned positive. “Oh...” “And I really don’t want to see my parents because they love Jack like a son. I know, one way or another, they will blame me.” “If you don’t want to be alone... Then stay with me.” “I was hoping you would offer... Great.” Fucking awesome more like. I felt like dancing and wanking at the same time. “Yes... I’ll look after you. In fact I’ll treat you like a queen.” Nest building Back home Linda had unpacked and I could hear her in the guestroom, drying her hair. I stepped into the bathroom where the air felt warm and moist. To my delight, her panties were on the floor. I couldn’t resist, and locked the door. I picked them off the damp tiles. They were just how I imagined, red laced and extremely delicate. I brought them to my face and inhaled her intimate perfume. They smelt heavy with a femininity that was in its prime. Holding the gusset to my face, I could see the faint outlines of her intimate signature. Bringing it ...

... closer I inhaled deeply, sending me into ecstasy. I opened my hand as if I could touch her, and brushed my fingers through the air as I dreamt of touching Linda’s dark skin. Wanting Linda badly I unzipped my trousers and sunk my hand into my slacks. I picked up the pace while I stroked my tongue along the bitter gusset, giving myself a taste of what was surely to come. My senses drove me incessantly towards orgasm. I felt my knees buckle as I neared that orgasmic cliff. My wanking was brought to premature finish by a knock the door, causing me to drop the knickers to the floor. “Yes?” “I’m awfully sorry for being so rude.” “What for?” “I’m pretty sure I left some of my clothes on the floor.” I glanced at her panties on the tiles, then tucked my cock back into my trousers. With impeccable timing I let out a small fart to add realism to my charade of using the toilet. “Eh, so you have.” I flushed the chain and quickly washed my hands. Unlocking the door, I stepped out and saw Linda with a towel wrapped around her wet hair, and one wrapped around her slender torso. Without makeup, she looked so naturally perfect, like an African tribal queen. “I didn’t even notice your clothes... I’m so used to leaving mine all over the place... perils of bachelorism, hey.” “I will keep this place looking spotless, I promise. Just got quite a bit on my mind obviously. Makes me forgetful.” “I know.” “Thanks.” I sniggered, and tapped Linda on her naked shoulder. “Honestly it’s fine. No need to ...