Erotic alliance

He’s lying on his bed, distracted. He’s thinking about a picture of a woman in a tight nighty that was sent to his email inbox.

His wife turns over and looks at him. Maybe she sensed it, his distraction. Women have a way of knowing when men are wanton for sex.

Then again, men are always wanton for sex. Continue reading “Erotic alliance”

More tantalizing bikini games (part 3)

She was keenly aware of how he watched her climb out of the pool, naked and dripping wet.

She never considered herself an exhibitionist before, but here she was acting like one.

I’m the one who initiated this whole scene, she reminded herself. I stripped and teased him, knowing he was watching.  Continue reading “More tantalizing bikini games (part 3)”

Tantalizing bikini games continued (part 2)

This is the continuation of Tantalizing bikini games.

She knew at the precise moment she turned around that this was a spectacularly bad idea.

Not only was she nude in the pool, she was with a man she barely knew.

Who, incidentally was not nude.

Continue reading “Tantalizing bikini games continued (part 2)”

Seductive exposure (part 4)

 

The continuation of Seductive Exposure (part 1) (part 2) and (part 3).

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He finally got his wish, I thought.

I turned around for him.

I could feel his eyes on me, from several feet away. Scanning me. Looking, but not touching.

My behind, bare and curvy, within reach of his touch. Continue reading “Seductive exposure (part 4)”

Seductive Exposure (part 3)

The continuation of Seductive Exposure (part 1) and (part 2).

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He stood by the dresser and watched me react to his command.

Turn around, he had said earlier, startling me out of my reveries while standing there nude and exposed. I had just stripped for him, slowly and provocatively. Continue reading “Seductive Exposure (part 3)”

Seductive Exposure (part 2)

The continuation of Seductive Exposure (part 1).

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Sliding the panties off my hips revealed more than just my nudity to the man whose bedroom I was standing in.

It revealed a shyness I knew I needed to conquer. Or at least acknowledge as an acceptable part of my vulnerability.

He watched me from his position by the dresser. His body was rigid; only his eyes followed along as my hands peeled my panties past my knees.

When they reached the floor I slowly stepped out of them.

Continue reading “Seductive Exposure (part 2)”

Seductive selfies

She glanced at her reflection in the mirrored doors of her bedroom closet. Her black lace bra still fit after all these years, much to her amazement. So did the panties…

Taking a step back she admired her new boots. Well heeled, but not too high. Classy black leather, a small buckle at the ankle, long zippers. Not slutty.

Unless she wears them while naked. Or with just her bra and panties. Then they might become a part of a more provocative scenario.

This is what she was wearing that day. Bra, panties and boots, and nothing else. Continue reading “Seductive selfies”