Casual Encounters

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69SoFine
69SoFine
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Can't sleep
Check time
8:00 am
Roll around
Can't sleep
Not today
Not now
Drifting in and out, never asleep
Check time
8:46
Alarm set for 9:30
Like I need it
"Come around 10:00" she said
May as well get up
Tea and cereal
Whole milk
Breakfast of fuckin' champs
Check time
9:08
If I leave now, that puts me there at 9:15
9:15 is around 10:00, right?
Close enough
Bet she can't sleep either
Bet my life savings on it
Shoes on
Out the door
Morning Sunlight
So blue
Purple
Got that funny haze to it
Kinda like me
Palms sweaty
Excited
Really excited
Nervous
Excited
Passing Giles street
Reach the alley
Look left
Look right
"Yellow house, the gate to the yard will be open"
"Yellow house, gate yard open"
"Open gate"
"Yellow house"
Go left
That house looks kind of... yellow?
No gate though, keep walkin'
Everything looks yellow right now
Relax
Dead end
Went wrong way
Turn around
Go right this time
Senses peaked
Closed gate left
Closed gate right
Closed gate left
Closed gate right
Closed gate left
Closed gate right
Open gate left
...She said it'd be on the left
Behind it...
Banana house? With yellow trim
It's the yellowest on the block
And I don't see any other open gate
Must be it
Directions in my mind
"Walk left of garage through the yard to the first door. I'll leave it unlocked. Open it to get into the laundry room."
I walk
Garden on the left
Garage on the right
First door
Look inside
Laundry machines
Door unlocked
This is it
I'm inside
Shoes off or on?
What is the etiquette in this circumstance?
Shoes off
"Go up the stairs"
The paneling on the walls...
Just like in the pictures she sent me
They were good pictures
THIS IS IT
Step
Step
Step
"At the top will be a door on the right..."
There is
"...enter it"
I do
"You can help me with a little fantasy of mine. Why don't you let yourself in and wake me up with a little touching and licking, making me so wet before you fuck me?"
Yeah
That's why I'm here
There she is
Not asleep
Pretending to be
Looks older than the photos
Can't blame her for using good shots though
Look at desk
Paperwork
Name on paperwork
"Samantha"
That's her
Gotta be sure, right?
Clothes off
In bed
Her eyes open
Wide open
Not groggy
She couldn't sleep either
Called it!
Lips together
Tongues together
Dancing
I like how this one dances
Tastes like cigarette
Not terrible though
Age more apparent from so close
Wrinkles
Sag
Still beautiful
And good
REAL good
Her hand
Sliding
Down
Oh fuck
Around me
I LOVE that
The first time they grab you
Drives me crazy
Almost as much as what is to come
Stroking
Her other hand reaches
To the desk
Grabs condom
Those things can be a pain in the ass to get on
She slides it on
Well done
She's soaked
I'm solid
Guess what comes next?
Thrusting
Grunting
Moaning
Groping
Gazing
Sucking
Scratching
Hair
Tits
Asses
Necks
Mouths
I'm on top
She's on top
Thrusting harder
Faster
Deeper
"Fuck me!"
"Yes, fuck me harder!"
Best thing I've heard all month
Or year maybe
Oh shit
That's gonna do it
Thrusting beyond control
Body takes over
Squeezing
Gasping
Oh!
Cumming
Mind exits earth
Time ceases
No hate
No fear
No anger
Only pleasure
Peace
Slowly returning
Drifting
Floating
Smiling
Eyes meet
So lovely
"Nice to meet you" she says
I laugh
At such a time
What else can I do?

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