Ransom and Revelation - Sex Stories

Ransom and Revelation

... whisper. “Because he wants you,” Melissa whispered. “He told me so more than once. So, I’m asking.” “Really, Melissa,” Dana protested. “Look,” Melissa said evenly, “Micah is in that bedroom, naked, and probably dreaming of you. So, I’m going out. I’ll probably be gone for an hour and a half or so, having a coffee at the café. It would make his week if you’d join him in there. Just get naked and slide in next to him. He’ll get the idea.” “What about Drew?” “I’ll intercept Drew. You and Micah can have an hour or so to get to know each other. If you’re still naked when we get back it would be even better for all of us.” “You’re sure about this?” “Honey, you came here today to get laid. So, here’s a new and exciting opportunity for you.” “I don’t know, Melissa,” Dana said. “Are you sure it won’t freak him out?” Melissa stood up and took Dana’s cup, turning to head for the little kitchen. “I’m leaving,” she said as she re-entered the sitting room. “What happens from here on in is completely up to you. Micah likes you and wants you. I like you and want you to have him. I love him and want him to have you. So, will you do this for me?” Dana stood up. “Just go in there naked and get into bed with him?” she asked. “That ought to do it,” Melissa grinned at her, turning to take a key from the bowl close to the doorway. “See you later. Have fun.” She leaned forward, planted a soft kiss on Dana’s cheek, and then opened the door and stepped through, closing it behind her. Dana heard the ...

... deadbolt chunk home as she unbuttoned the three buttons on her white blouse and reached behind her to release the catch on her bra. Melissa saw Drew stride into the café and up to the counter. She saw him reach for a tiny, silver sample bag of beans and turn toward the cashier. She stood and walked up behind him. She pressed her breasts into his back and whispered. “Hello, good looking. You want a date?” With eyes wide, Drew turned and broke into a smile as he faced her. “Melissa,” he grinned. “How nice!” she said. “You brought me flowers.” “I didn’t. I mean, these are for Dana.” “Hmm,” Melissa hummed, sniffing at the blossoms. “For Dana, huh? Better order a coffee and come join me.” “I have to get back,” Drew told her. “No, you don’t. Come sit with me.” Drew paused, looked at her smiling countenance, and finally shrugged. “All right.” Melissa saw him make his way toward her with his cup, the flowers, another package and the coffee sample precariously borne in his arms. “You should have given me the flowers,” she noted as he sat down. “What’s going on?” he asked. “Aren’t you going to kiss me?” Drew leaned in and was surprised when Melissa met him with a full-on press of her lips to his, including the tiny brush of her tongue across his lips. “Have you noticed how totally out of control you’ve become in the last few weeks?” she asked. “Weeks?” he chuckled. “More like months. And, yes. I’ve noticed.” “Does it make you crazy?” “It is unsettling at times. I used to have some sense ...