the villa - Sex Stories

the villa

... about him when you didn’t tell me about her.... touching your thingy. H: The people don’t want to hear about this they want to know what happened at the party. For our audience, she has nodded in a sulky way. Well we got there at nine and people started arriving. Not that many in the end, about a dozen, mainly men. A couple of extra women, both rather attractive. None of the women were particularly provocatively dressed. All respectable but because it was summer and warm, a good deal of flesh on display and loose fitting floaty skirts. Flat sandals rather than heels also because of the weather. W: Can I just say before you go into detail that I don’t want anyone thinking I am cheap, or easy, or a tart or nothing like that. H: anything like that. W: what? H: it’s anything like that, not nothing like that. W: Whatever. I am just saying I did what I did that week because it seemed right. When he first touched me, you know in the back of the car, well I was gonna stop him, but it felt quite nice, actually it felt very nice. To be touched as a woman, just for being a woman, and not being treated as the maid that does the cleaning or cooking and all the drudge. I’m not saying you take me for granted, you don’t far from it, I know how much you love me and want me, but this was different. It was the only thing he wanted, just the woman bit, just the sex bit and I liked being desired and wanted just for that. And I also had a flash of guilt about all the bad the things in the world. ...

... All the bombs and terrorists and the people they hurt just because they get in the way... it’s not right. I thought of all the poor people and lives that the bad filth have destroyed and somehow I knew that the ones that were hurt, I knew they would give anything to turn back the clock to be normal and have the chance to live a normal life and I am sure that if they were given the chance knowing then what they know now would say to me seize the moment, live for the moment, and if something comes along and opens a new opportunity, something unusual and exciting, go for it. And I sort of felt.... in a really strange way.... I should do this for them too.... honestly. I know it don’t make it better for them, but I know they would all say, good on you, go for it girl, live life to the full, ENJOY! H: are you serious? You did what you did because of the bad things in the world? W: well yeah, that and it felt bl**dy marvellous too! H: We all chatted at the party for a while and to tell the truth it was all a bit stilted and boring small talk of the worst kind.... but our host started to move in on my lady and had his arm round her He introduced her to a couple of his male friends. Much laughing and hilarity emanated form their group. His wife introduced me to one of the other ‘lady’s.’ she had agreed that she would ‘distract’ me when I needed, if I needed distraction. She linked arms with me as if we were going for a stroll in the park and I was her prized possession. There were a ...