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This 5000 word story contains sexually explicit material, and is intended only for persons over the age of 18.
Excerpt:
When she leaned back, breaking the connection, Mark felt hot all over and was breathing heavy. It looked like Dianne wanted to ask him something, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she stood up and took his hand, shutting off the kitchen light before leading him up the nearby stairs.
Mark already knew the layout of Jason’s childhood home quite well, so it was a mixture of anticipation and disbelief that came over him when she led him into her bedroom to the right at the top of the stairs, and quietly shut the door behind them. She curled her fingers in his shirt and leaned back against the doorframe, pulling him against her, looking up at his face. “Do you think I’m attractive, Mark?”
Mark looked her up and down, head bobbing up and down slowly: her red hair was short at her shoulders, and she had a rich, suntanned complexion with a pair of bright, blue eyes. “Yes ma’am.”
“Call me Dianne.”
His response was automatic: “Yes, Dianne.”
“Kiss me again,” she said in a softer tone.
Excerpt:
When she leaned back, breaking the connection, Mark felt hot all over and was breathing heavy. It looked like Dianne wanted to ask him something, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she stood up and took his hand, shutting off the kitchen light before leading him up the nearby stairs.
Mark already knew the layout of Jason’s childhood home quite well, so it was a mixture of anticipation and disbelief that came over him when she led him into her bedroom to the right at the top of the stairs, and quietly shut the door behind them. She curled her fingers in his shirt and leaned back against the doorframe, pulling him against her, looking up at his face. “Do you think I’m attractive, Mark?”
Mark looked her up and down, head bobbing up and down slowly: her red hair was short at her shoulders, and she had a rich, suntanned complexion with a pair of bright, blue eyes. “Yes ma’am.”
“Call me Dianne.”
His response was automatic: “Yes, Dianne.”
“Kiss me again,” she said in a softer tone.
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