Sweet Sara
It all started off as just a simple friend request on one of those online social friends network. Her profile said that she had been married for a little better than two years, with no children. She said she was doing fairly well in her job, and that she was trying to find someone that she could spend a little time with, just for a little spice.
I smiled as I read her profile. I knew that I wanted to get to know her as soon as I saw her pic. When she approved my request, the conversation started off as “Hi how are you doing?” We spent a lot of time, sometimes into the early morning, chatting about our past, and how things were going in our private lives, and how unhappy we were with the way things were going for both of us.
She talked about how her marriage was one of convenience, and although she loved her husband at the time, she knew that he really didn’t love her as much as she thought he did. Over a period of time it led to a little innocent flirting, and then to playing around a little bit, but it was nothing too serious.
She finally said she would come and see me where I worked (I work a couple of nights in a bar - this is moonlighting, on top of my day job). That night I was looking out for her, so that I could see her as soon as she walked through the door. The moment she walked in, I found myself very attracted to her. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, but she had a nice bod. There was just that something about her that made me want to just keep staring at her. We talked for a little while during my break, and the entire time I could not take my eyes off her, and she could not take her eyes off me. I knew above all, I wanted her, and made no secret of that to her at all.
After I knocked off, I drove her back to my place. The drive was a short one, just ten minutes. As soon as we reached my multi-storey car park, she told me to lean over, and she gave me one long, deep, and wet kiss, one that left no question what was on her mind.
I had my arm around her as we walked in step to my block. We had our lips locked in the lift. The minute we walked in my front door, we were all over each other, as we headed towards the bedroom.
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