Archive for October, 2007

Hope for a nice sex

Tuesday, October 30th, 2007

It was for a Tuesday. They both hoped for a sunny day, as rain
would doom the experiment. But rain it did. It took all morning
for them to decide that it was still OK. The drive was
uneventful, lots of small, weather-type talk. Pleasantries. Jim
parked in the deserted lot at the park as the rain streamed down
the windshield. They unpacked their meager lunches and ate. The
silence wasn’t exactly deafening, but there was much of it. Then
they were finished.

After the trash was picked up they both sat back and looked at
each other. “Would that it was the way it was,” noted Sandy with
down-cast eyes.

Rebel Against Her Will

Tuesday, October 23rd, 2007

Nevertheless, I still found myself rebelling against her
fondling me in public, and the matter came to a head one night,
after I had been living with her about six weeks, when she was
entertaining her friends at her home. I was circulating through
the crowd serving drinks and hors d’oeuvres when I heard one of
Bonnie’s girl friends asking her when she was going to marry me.
Bonnie threw back her head and roared with laughter. “Marry
him!” she exclaimed. “Why should I marry him? I own him! He’s
my little toy. You don’t marry a toy; you play with it, and when
you get bored with it you throw it away.” Turning to me, where I
was serving drinks several feet away, she said, “Isn’t that
right, Baby Buns?”
I put the tray down and went over to her. “I didn’t hear
that,” I said.
She chuckled, put one arm around my waist and pulled me
against her. “I made up a little poem about you, Baby Buns. Want
to hear it?”
I flushed. “Well, I don’t know…”

Sensuality

Tuesday, October 23rd, 2007

Before the fateful Black Tuesday, when his life fell apart, he
had be able to perform a delightful massage on Sandy’s feet and
hands. The sensuality was so high for him that he about lost it
several times. And once, while having lunch in his car in the
rain he had massaged her back and gotten up the nerve to kiss the
nape of her neck. But no kisses in this strange relationship.
Sandy had allowed platonic hugs a three times, but her guilt made
them both uncomfortable. If he had not been made of sterner
stuff… well, that brings us to today.

Their relationship essentially ended on Black Tuesday, a day to
be forgotten, but to them will forever live. True after a few
weeks they had gotten up the nerve to have a platonic lunch and
once enjoyed a brief outing to the Wonder Bread Outlet store.
You say, “What?!” But the significance was not the location, but
the fact that they were alone together. That was like the first
unaided step to a paraplegic. This time they decided they could
handle a real lunch together.

Sex Appeal

Tuesday, October 16th, 2007

Jim had to admit that she was the most exquisitely beautiful
creature he had ever seen, yet his real attraction to her was her
inner, spiritual beauty. She gave off an aura of peace and
harmony with Man and Nature. Her every movement, so natural and
easy, displayed a deep sensual appreciation of live and love.

Most of the rest of Sandy was in Jim’s imagination. True he had
seen hints of her supple, sensual figure through her cloths, but
only what they allowed to be seen. She was not the wearer of
tight, revealing outfits, but neither did they hide the exquisite
rise of her tempting breasts, delightfully rounded derriere and
elegantly formed legs. Jim ached to explore what he could only
imagine.

Sexy Sandy

Sunday, October 7th, 2007

Her perfectly created succulent body was ripe with a
wonderful combination of grace, poise and suppleness with a
delicious and generous helping of stark raving sensuality. She
exuded passion and seductiveness. Venus would have been proud to
be reincarnated in Sandy.

But Jim was most struck by Sandy’s face. She was, simply and
truthfully, gorgeous. Her lovely face was surrounded by a soft
halo of warm brown locks, recently cut short emphasizing the
radiant charm of her lovely face. Her deep blue eyes sparked
with ever glance sending daggers of passion everywhere. A
perfect puckish, yet sexy, nose guarded the most beautiful, full
and voluptuous lips ever created. When not smiling, a seldom
thing, they still spoke of passionate things to come, but when
they smiled, ah, heaven. A warm smile from Sandy could raise an
army of impotents to never before achieved heights. Everyone
fell under the charm of this beauty. She was seldom alone.

Picnic Love Adventure

Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007

It had been many months since the enforce split up of Sandy and
Jim. True they had seen each other for a few moments here and
there and even shared lunch, such as it was, alone together at a
nearby picnic table. But there was always something lurking in
the background. Sandy was constantly concerned about being seen
by the wrong people and Jim was afraid that Sandy would
eventually have her fill of him. Their “affair” (a poor
descriptive word with unfortunate connotations as the
relationship they had could only be portrayed in words of beauty)
was an unequal thing. Sandy enjoyed the affections and
attentions of Jim, but her real and true love was still her
husband and Jim was totally and heartily in love with Sandy (a
fact she could never conceive of as he still professed to love
his wife, but she could never truly fathom him anyway, such a
strange person). What made their relationship so special was the
inner and outer beauty of Sandy.

She was delightfully proportioned, not thin and not