Hello guest! (Level: guest) Log in

You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?

[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ]

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version  |  Mark story  |  Mark author

Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!

Just like with her husband, Safir and I met in Paris every year for the next two years. She kept her vagina bare just for me, and I showed my appreciation; I definitely showed my appreciation, and then Safir reciprocated.

Then it happened. A month before my next scheduled rendezvous with her in Paris, I received a phone call. "Is this Wanda Miles?"

Yes, whose calling?"

"I'm Jamil Nfadi, Ahmed and Safir's son. My mother asked me to contact you. Can you meet me in Dallas next week?"

"Is your mother okay?" I was in panic. I'd already lost Ahmed; I wasn't prepared to lose Safir. And I was so looking for our time together in Paris.

"She's fine. I've reserved two rooms at a hotel in Dallas for next weekend. Will you come?"

"I'll be there." Jamil selected one of the finest hotels in the Dallas-Ft. Worth Metroplex.

I didn't like the suspense. The weekend couldn't come soon enough.

...

This story is part of the EroticStories.com FanClub archive. Therefore, you can only see the first few lines. If you want to see the rest, you can join the FanClub. All stories that have the small 'a' (this icon: ) behind the title are part of this archive and only available to members of the EroticStories FanClub. Stories that were posted in the last 60 days are NOT part of the fanclub, so you can fully read those. The easiest way to get to those stories is to check the new stories list or the top stories list.

stories in "one-on-one"   |   all stories by "Thomas B"