archer_kempt 258 Report post Posted March 2, 2011 This is maybe a little off topic but I figure this is a general discussion area so what the hec... So I'm trolling through some old files and i came across the beginning of a story I started and rereading it I thought maybe this isn't bad...so just for kicks I thought Id post it just to see what other people think. May not be the right forum but what the hec.... ***** She checked her watch. There was still 40 minutes until her client was due to arrive, time enough to freshen up. The steam filled her flat as the shower warmed up. She dropped her rob and slipped into the hot shower. It felt good against her skin. The steam was quickly mixed with the aroma of flowers. Her skin tingled as she scrubbed the lather over her body. She remembered how he like to soap her warm soft breasts. He would stand behind her his soft warm hands gently massaging her breasts. After a through cleaning his hands would slowly drift downward. Past her soft abdomen to the vertical crease from which her pink labiaâ??s peeked out. Soft as silk form a recent waxing no hair obscured the cleft of her sex. Slippery with soap he liked to snake a finger between her labiaâ??s and gently massage her clitoris. He had gentle yet persistent touch that rarely failed rouse that tingling urgency that signaled her building arousal. Work is joy when you can take pleasure in your tasks, alas so few could ever claim such pleasure. Very soon she would begin to feel the tightening in her abdomen this signal the on slot of orgasm. Waking from her thoughts she remembered she had to finish getting ready before he arrived. He had been he client for what seemed like forever though it was not really that long. Over the years she had come to know him as well and maybe better than his oldest friend. She knew secrets not even his wife knew, things that as much as he loved her were he knew she would not understand would judge him for. She was the intimate stranger. Her role was much more complex that the casual observer would guess. She was at times a lover, a councilor, a nurse, a mother, a teacher, a tease a confidant. Without the emotional ties of a couple hood or the masculine boundaries of relationship with his male buddies he could share with her his most intimate secrets. He knew she would not react with disgust or judgment she had pervasive sexual repertoire and true love of all things sexual. She had heard or seen it all. While she had her own person likes, for a client she made every effort to accommodate their special interests. She prided herself on providing a quality experience a lasting impression. She was a mortal goddess ever desired but yet unattainable..... I'm thinking maybe I need to make sometime to finish this little indulgence it relay just A beginning but maybe it has some promise. cheers K Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
