The Space Between - I - Intersecting - Sex Stories

The Space Between - I - Intersecting

... Beauty. Diane watched John as he seemed to busy himself looking anywhere but at her. She smiled. “What about you? Are you happy in your marriage?” she asked in a quiet voice. “I ask because you wear a wedding ring, so I assume ….,“ she trailed off. John stopped. He looked up at her. “Yes, I am happy in my marriage.” “What is the best part of your marriage?” she asked him. John moved over towards her. Quietly he said, “Move over to the lounger. Leave your shirt on.” As she got off the chair, he moved it to the edge of the rug. He took a pillow off the lounger, as Diane sat down, and turned letting her bare legs relax on the fabric. The sunlight bathed the portion her legs were on. With Beauty up against his eye, caressing the length of her leg, he said, “Best part? Hmmm … the fact my wife and I are good partners. I’ve known Jennie since university. She was friends with my roommate’s younger brother. She was great fun and we clicked well.” Diane laid against the back of the lounger, in full observation-mode. She noticed how John took his time answering, and that his answer was a little stock but likely the truth. She saw how the light had changed in the room, almost making things feel white. She noticed how he had some silver in his hair. The music had changed to some smooth jazz, not familiar with the musician. She saw how Beauty was still up observing her. Diane gave a little smile, showing no teeth. Click “What was the best part of your marriage?” he asked her. Without ...

... missing a beat, she replied, “My children.” “Tell me about them,” he prompted. Diane’s face softened. Her expression and smile wasn’t one he had seen before. “Paige is 24 and Oliver is 21. They are good kids. They handled our family break-up as you’d expect kids to react.” John sat down on the floor against the wall of windows watching Diane. He waited. Radiohead’s Karma Police stirred in the background. Diane gave a low chuckle. “What about you? Do you have children?” “Three. Two boys and a girl. A little younger than yours,” John answered. They continued chatting about things like this as John and Beauty found Diane relaxing more and opening up. John’s train of thought moved to a few other questions. He wanted to know what she looked like as her orgasm rose. He wanted to know what she sounded like during the throws of her orgasm. He wanted to know how she would feel under him. He wanted to know what she tasted like. None of those questions were acceptable. As the photo shoot came to a close, John said to Diane that the next shoot, they will explore photos without her shirt on. Diane gave a chuckle. John loved the sound of her laughter. Diane started to button up her shirt. She got up and retrieved her puddle of jeans. John and Beauty watched her. Click. He had zoomed in on her hands pulling her jeans up. The last few photos captured on film. Click. Click. As Diane was leaving, she said she had to look at her schedule and would get in touch with her availability as soon as ...