RED - Sex Stories

RED

... worry.” “I won’t be a burden. You need anything, just ask.” Linda‘s nose came within a millimetre of mine as we passed on the landing. Her hazel eyes stared deep into mine. “I don’t know how to thank you for your hospitality and support.” “I won’t ask for anything in return.” “Surely you want... something.” “A little something, maybe. But only when you’re ready.” “Sure.” Linda leaned back on against the bathroom door. The towel appeared ready to fall from her naked bosom. “I’ll pay my way. Don’t worry.” Her hand pushed on the door. “Off to bed, Tom?” “Yes? I’ve been sleepwalking for the past hour.” “Me too.” Linda walked back across the landing and pecked me on the cheek. “Thank you, and goodnight.” I leaned forward in the hope of kissing her a second time, but she had already stepped back, and retreated to the bathroom. “Night.” The next day we were both back in work. I usually loved being in my shop, but today I watched every minute of that bastard clock. Linda told me she should would be back home at seven sharp. As soon as it struck six, I locked up and raced back home. In the house, I head Linda nock on the door. It felt magical when I welcomed Linda home like the wife I wanted her to be. “How was your day?” “I was guest lecturing at a business school... So I’ve been on my feet all day.” “In that case, sit down and I’ll make you a drink.” “No... you know what I would like instead?” “What’s that?” Linda slumped on the red three seater which I had often dreamt about ...

... fucking her on. “Could you do me a favour and take off my shoes, I can’t bend down... my back is aching.” She sighed as she glanced down at her ample chest, which was tightly packed under a thin ivory blouse. “That’s the problem when you have big boobs. Back pains.” “The positives outweigh the negatives... believe me.” Linda chuckled. “Thanks.” I dropped to one knee, as if I wanted to propose... I did want to, but Jack had already lay claim to this wonderful woman... I was hoping, no, wishing that the bastard wouldn’t come back. Words can’t express how much I was enjoying Linda building her nest in my house. Keeping her thighs together, Linda lifted her long brown leg to my chest. She apologised as the red stiletto heel stabbed my chest. She had no need to, as my heart was already bleeding. My mouth dried while my heart pounded. My fingers delicately unbuckled the ankle strap, before I gently embraced the body of the blood-red open toe shoe. Slowly but surely, I caressed it off her gracious foot. The natural musty perfume of her feet filtered into my nose, stirring my senses and making my cock rigid as I brought the shoe free from Linda’s foot. The dark skin on the top of her foot was smooth. In fact, it looked polished like an antique table. It contrasted perfectly with the baby like pinkness of her sole. “Tom.” I had forgotten myself, and drifted away on a sea of Linda. “Tom.” “Yes, Linda.” “The right foot now... Please.” My senses were crazed. As I carefully unbuckled the ankle ...