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Ryan noticed her body tense up and saw where her wide eyes were looking. With a guilty look, he said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd be back this soon. I was just cleaning my nine mil."
Ryan shrugged with a boyish smile. Letting go of her, he grabbed the gun off the counter and headed back to his bedroom.
Looking down the hall and through the bedroom, it looked to her like he was putting it in a safe. She slowly unfroze and took a few steps towards the hall, cautiously peering into the room, "Is everything ok, Ryan? I told you I would be back in a few hours; did you think I was going to be later than that?"
Ryan spoke from the other room, "I guess I just lost track of time. I was thinking about going to the firing range later, but I'm guessing by your reaction you're not a big fan of firearms?"
"Not really. Why do you have a gun?"
"I'm a military guy, remember? It's in my blood. Going to the range is a hobby of mine, I guess you could say. It's also a great source of stress relief."
"I guess it makes sense you'd have one, being in the military and all. Of course if you want to go, we can...," She tried not to sound too reluctant.
She heard the safe close and lock, and Ryan came out of the bedroom. He smiled at her and said, "Don't worry about it. Plenty of other things we can do." Running a hand up the side of her face, he kissed her lips softly. As their eyes locked, he leaned in again and kissed her deeper. That kiss turned into a full blown, passionate, French kiss. With one quick motion, he swept her legs out from under her.
Trixie yelped and grabbed on to his shoulders with both hands, but Ryan held her tightly and wasn't going to let her go. Within seconds, they were both on the couch and yet again Trixie's panties were on the floor...
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoWONDERFUL STORY! 10 stars. I wonder what Ryan will say, if she tells him she doesn't feel well, and is naucous. Then, when she takes a test, tells him they have to build on to the garage, so a red Mustang and a minjvan will fit, because she's about to have a new role- MOMMY!
Anonymousalmost 12 years agothis is an incredibly sweet love story with a predictable ending, but unpredictable interim details. I'm hooked. Thank you so much.
Sidney43almost 12 years agoThe scenario of a prostitute, (yes, I know an escort), falling in love with a client is fairly common, but I wonder how often it really happens? Women who get into that line of business must have a very distorted view of relationships and sex that would make it hard to "make love" instead of fucking, or having sex. How do they separate the former "business" from the reality of living with a man, or marrying one? I must admit to having never known a prostitute, at least I am pretty sure of that, but it seems likely they grow old alone as their body is worth less and less. Not usually the type of woman you take home to meet Mom after all.
That said, a good story and I also would like to see a happy ending, because it is easy to like the characters as they are written. After all it is fiction on an erotica web site, so anything can happen the author wants.
dliteralmost 12 years agoThis is very good, enjoy the story and hope for a happy ending.
