One Little Drink, Chapter 1 (fm:romantic, 1960 words) [1/3] show all parts | |||
Author: Captivate | |||
Added: Jan 29 2002 | Views / Reads: 1321 / 954 [72%] | Part vote: 10.00 (1 vote) | |
After a full day of meetings, she is ready to relax and make a special friend. | |||
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It is early evening. I have been at meetings all day, in charge of some, just a participant in others. It has been an exhausting day, full of information and ideas and graphs and documents. I am tired and not feeling at all social. After the last meeting, I go to my room and strip off my business clothes. I run a bath, hot and steamy, and pour in handfuls of my favorite crystals, soft vanilla. I need to be soothed and calmed. My mind is swirling with the business of the day and I don't want that. I want to relax and forget that I am a business woman, all starched and correct.I am not all starched now, lying here with my hair piled on top of my head, as I soak away the day. I lie in the tub, closing my eyes and letting the warmth seep into my skin. The radio is playing oldies, great tunes I recognize and sing along with happily. I have vanilla candles all around me, scenting the air with my favorite fragrance, giving a soft glow to the room. My soapy hands run over my breasts, touching them softly and gently. I run my fingers over the hardening nipples, feeling the bumply hardness of my flesh as I caress it.
My hands move over my flat stomach and rest against my soft brown curlies. I let my fingers comb through the curls, feeling them wrap around my fingertips. I search for the slit, the entryway to my secret place. One finger slides inside, slowly moving up and down the slit, feeling it swell and open to me. My finger caresses the lips as it moves down to my deep, pink warmth and then slides back up to my ...
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