Anna Cage

Anna Cage

If you have ever worked out a gym, went for a run or have been to the local grocery store then you have met and maybe even know her.  She's the girl in the tight spandex or gym clothes with a body that makes everyone's head turn.  She works hard to have that body and harder for her desires.  We all imagine what would happen if we actually went home with that girl or guy in front of you lifting weights at the gym; Anna is just that imagination and experience come to life.  Next time you go for a run you might just end up being just like her, or even better, being seduced by her.

Cardio Day (Part 1)

Cardio Day (Part 2)

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Sarah Frost

Sarah Frost

A career driven married woman who missed out on sex early on in life who now lives a secret double life as a submissive call girl. Sarah Frost is a wild card, a woman living two lives.  She’s the standard married housewife/business woman type who is venturing out in life a little bit later than most.  She’s realized she has missed a few things having been good for so many years and now she is trying to resolve that by secretly experiencing what she’s missed.  With a new sense of adventure and the fact this woman is just now coming into her prime there will no doubt be some intriguing situations that come up for her while still keeping her home life normal.

A Day at the Office

A Visitor

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Lucy Winthrop

Lucy Winthrop

Lucy (also known as Luce) is your girl next door, a smart brunette who is just figuring her way out in the world.  She tends to be a little timid but once she finds what she likes she puts her every effort into it.  Lucy may be a little naïve but that doesn't mean she can’t learn a few new things here and there.  Her awakening begins and college and continue form there. You will find many of her experiences along her timeline of sexual adventure here.

Lunch Break
Higher Learning(Part 1)

Higher Learning(Part 2)
Higher Learning(Part 3)
Higher Learning(Part 4)

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Thomas & Mandy Rivers

Thomas & Mandy Rivers

Erotica is not always about infidelity, one night stands or foolish adventures.  You can be intimately involved with someone and still enjoy some really hot, passionate and sometimes freaky, sex.  Thomas and Mandy are here to prove just that.  This married couple only have eyes for one another and they are always looking for new and fun ways to keep the spice in their sex life.  Feel free to tag along and see what these two love birds are up too today.  Who knows, maybe they may help spark a few ideas in your love life, read and find out.

Below you will find a few of the Rivers couple's experiences and just know this their marriage will stand the test of time and you will see a lot more of what has kept them happy if you check back here.

Mid Day Distractions 
Patience is a Virtue 

Tanith Blinn

Tanith Blinn 

Tanith is a fun, live life with no regrets kind of girl, a red head with curvy proportions who possesses an innate knowledge of how to use them.  She is the adventurous kind who is willing to try anything twice just to make sure the first time wasn't a fluke.  Tanith can be every guy’s fantasy no matter who you are.  She has no real hang ups and she one erotic little vixen.  She is in essence my muse, taunting me at every turn.  I see her every where I go and barely manage to capture her here within my stories.

Below are a just few of Tanith's Adventures but rest assured she will have more to share soon enough.

The Hotel (Part 1)

The Hotel (Part 2)

Tanith

It Takes More Than A Smile (Part 1)

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Kindred

I watch in my mind as you sit on your urban city balcony, which doubles as a fire escape, hastily devouring my words. Your stockings touch and kiss your skin just as I imagine I would. Your skirt has ridden high giving me a glimpse of your pale legs, causing me to wonder if I have made you wet. Your breasts peek through your open shirt as you press your head against the wall smiling, with your eyes closed. I hope it‘s because of me. I enjoy pretending that just maybe my fantasies are the same ones you want.

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Muse

You are a stranger, a friend or another’s wife.  You are my muse, the woman I pass on the street that says hello with a friendly and radiant smile.  Sometimes you know the power that you posses; a simple toss of your hair, a short skirt, a longing look held for a few seconds more than expected.  Sometimes you are oblivious to the fact that you inspire my lust.   My pen shares my contrived adventures with you and my hands make them come true as you dance in my head, taunting me from inaction to quiet individual bedroom adventures. 

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Collision

She focused hard on my pleasure as she slid along my thickness and I greedily enjoyed her effort. I took a brief moment during our passionate exchange to look away from her wonderful sweat slicked bouncing ebony breasts and strained my neck around her body for a better view of us in the mirror behind her. The collision of her moist brown sugar skin against my pale white muscle stole my breath. She was simply stunning. When I turned back to her dark eyes, she smiled, knowing how much I was savoring every bit of her pressed against me.

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Static

She slid like silk against me, causing my pants to bunch and the hair on my arms to rise. My body tingled electric when she stared longingly into my eyes while flashing a perfect pearl white smile. She was magnetic with no way and no want for me to resist; a sweet intoxicating concoction of lingerie and lust. Reaching out for her smooth skin, resting my palm on her perfect peach round ass, I whispered “I want you.” She laughed in spite of her intended seduction, kissing her way up my neck, stopping only momentarily to whisper “I know.”

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Don't

I couldn't stay away even though I knew full well the games she liked to play. I hungered for her skin and the bite of her teeth. I wanted to taste her fruit and feel her nails rake across my back. I simply wanted her. I was impatient and for that she tortured me more, constantly saying don’t with a devil white smile and feigned disinterest. I saw her excitement and envied her control as she toyed with me while laughing. I knew I would eventually get what I desired, but first, I had to do it her way.

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Arch

I enjoy the smack of your hips against mine.  It feels as if time is slowing as my senses begin to fade into haze.  You have once again neared my peak and as you hungrily attempt to bring us closer to exhaustion I press into you, arching my back, tightening every muscle, milking every last second of this heavenly assault .  I coax yours and my wet heat with a purposeful moan of your name, knowing what it does to you.  You attempt to hold back, but it’s too late, we both unwillingly lose ourselves, surrendering to the inevitable.

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Typical

My want for her started with those long ivory pale legs and only managed to burn more when I stepped into her apartment.  She wasn't the typical lipstick, shoe buying, everything must be pink girl I was used to using.  Flashing her “I give a fuck smile” while making some comment about having no ice; she offered me a chipped glass which she filled with Jack Daniels.  I took it without hesitation and watched her as she crossed her almost empty room intent on music.  When she pulled out Elvis on vinyl I knew I had met my destruction. 

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Suga Rush

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Dance

She enjoyed my willingness to bruise her feet as we stumbled along.  Her laughter was well worth my attempt and inability to actually find the elusive thing called a beat.  I think we were both thankful for the slow songs that didn't put my rhythmic seizures center stage for everyone to see.  As the music slowed I was easily reminded why I even dared to come out here in the first place.  Her perfect smile and the look of want in her blue eyes were enough for me to know I would play this fool forever, just for her.

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Strength

I was weightless and wet, floating as his tongue probed my greedy mouth.  I laughed between his kiss and smiled staring down into his gold eyes when I finally managed to pull back and take a breath.  He cheated a bit, pressing me back into the wall, but as he ground into my denim shield I was lost in his arms.  There’s something about the strength of a man and his willingness to carry you.  I was under his spell and power.  He knew I had already completely surrendered to his need but still enjoyed showing me his strength.

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Glass Cages

"Glass Cages"

We always pretended

Never noticing

But knowing

Each day

We lingered longer at our windows

In all stages of dress

Feigning interest in the world outside

But we knew why we were there

Like clockwork

Her husband’s car started

Fading into the distance

And our dance would begin

Naked

Her

Hungry

Me

Neither surrendering to truth

Admiring form the corners of our eyes

We displayed our want

And swallowed our sins

Morning slipped into noon sometimes

And still we leered

Days, weeks and months

Safe behind our windows we teased

With a few feet separating our desire

Glass framing our assets

Resistance cracking

So close to shattering

The perfect distance

Was destroyed the instant

Our gaze actually met

Locking in on one another

Silence fell

Our breaths held

We knew the foreplay was over

No longer would it be window games

My heart skipped as she mouthed the words

Come over

By

Thomas Aiden

Both

I always enjoyed being the center of attention but never really intended for my cravings to take me this far.  I was center stage and loved it.  Earlier I toyed with my doubled prey, hypnotizing away their inhibitions, and it seems my own unknowingly, with slurred words of want and a few shots of tequila.  The evening began and I had the choice of either but as night grew darker, my wicked lust encouraged me to take both.  Now, here I was, being sensually assaulted from every angle and all I could think was “please god give me more.”

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Drown

Drown

You dress to steal my breath

And it works

You are my orchid

A perfect flower, fragrant with the smell of lust

My wicked lover, enjoying the taunt

Beneath your soft petals stirs the want of a woman

You know the curve of your hips and the start of your smile entrap me

I cannot escape you

Nor do I want to

I drown willingly in the pierce of your pale blue eyes

Submitting to your obvious desires

Begging for your touch

Swallowing all that you offer

I once was a man

My own destiny maker

And now

When you want of me

I am nothing

You have become everything

My reason

My hope

My forever

By 

Thomas Aiden

Used

My breath catches as I enjoy being crushed by this Adonis pressed up against me.  My hand greedily traces his smooth muscled surface, searching for and hoping to remove the cloth that denies my desire.  He leans in with soft lips and a hungry wet tongue and I obediently follow his lead, opening my mouth accepting his kiss.  My words have vanished only to be replaced by my moans and cries of delight at his touch.  I want to be his toy.  I want to be taken, to be used, to be left wasted and spent upon my bed.

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Renee

She does this to me on purpose.  Every morning she teases my heart with her sleepy delicate approach and sexy goodbye whispers.  I hate how she loves to be naked.  I love how she knows I don’t really hate it.  My day is a long torture of work, broken with bits and pieces of her, scattering like confetti across my mind and lips when I should be focused on ones and zeros.  My mistakes are her fault as I hurry to end another dollar bill made day just so I can get back to her touch and soft kiss.

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Carried

I survive my droughts by traveling into other worlds of lust, desire and vivid imagination.  Housewives, amateurs and even men with second lives carry me through lonely nights and a cold bed.  Whose adventure, real or contrived, will make me shudder this morning before I am off into the doldrums of life?  Whose hand will be running soft against my skin or dipping inside of me as I peak?  Each day I waste searching for “him” I am sated by my constant electric escape.  I find lovers, man or woman, which are willing to ravish me with their words.

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Awestruck

Somewhere between nowhere and Mexico we sat content on a beach.  The waves slowly kissed her skin and ran away, like a laughing child, as I stared at her in awe.  I thought to myself how the woman sitting before me actually made the ocean look even more beautiful than it already was.  Her sea sprayed hair danced in the wind as she looked off into the sunset and talked about the day gone by.  After a while she paused when I did not respond and turned with a smile, laughing a bit shyly upon discovering my silent admiration.

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Alone

Finally the house was empty. Finally he could relax and not have to worry about anything save for himself.  Nothing would pull him away from the couch.  Nothing would spoil his privacy.  Well almost nothing.  She walked in to the room dressed nasty and determined to have fun.  She was an obstacle between him and the t.v. that he suddenly didn’t mind having.  She leaned forward about to tease him with wicked words when she was yanked from her feet onto his lap.  Her control vanished the instant he ran his hand over her tit and kissed her wrist.

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Discipline

She walked toward me full of intent, I stood frozen.  The words “be careful what you wish for” echoed through my head as I eyed this evil version of Jessica Rabbit before me.  I was hard and afraid all in one instant.  She told me to kneel and I did.  She stepped closer and I inhaled deeply, enjoying her perfume and the smell of leather.  I looked up with a hungry smile and was met with her backhand.  “No one said for you to smile” she said. Anger coursed through my veins and I swallowed hard on my pride.

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Follow

My soft whispers and gentle nibbles finally send her over the edge and I smile proudly as I continue to slip in and out of her, stroking her fire further.  It is not often that she ignites and shudders first, but on that rare occasion, I am rewarded with the vision of her in caught in a moment of sweet perfection.  She screams silently with her back arched and mouth open, writhing in pure bliss as she coats me with her warm honey.  Lost in the beauty of her peak I am doomed to follow her eruption quickly thereafter.

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Eventually

I sit, fidgeting in my chair.  We've talked about this before.  Today, the words “one day” are no longer fantasy.  Her friend, our willing guest, taunts me with a hungry stare knowing full well what it does to me. I will soon have her.  She smiles as I suffer, watching.  I promised to allow a head start but it’s a hard promise to keep.  Red lips touch and run softly against one other.  Fingers explore and bodies quiver, moans and gasps tease my ears and I wait.  Eventually they both smile and say join and I do not hesitate.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Gogo Yurabi

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Fireworks

He melts against me, lost in my slippery touch.  The muscles on his back tighten against my skin and I smile knowing I have taken him somewhere between fantasy and heaven.  My rhythm remains slow and steady as I watch my hand slide along his length.  His breaths are rapid and his moans of "yes" and "don’t stop" are often.  I excite, as small drops of nectar form at his tip, quickening my pace while swirling a finger across his helmet, coaxing his end.  His legs tighten and buck and soon I am rewarded with fireworks of creamy white.

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Goodbye

Her footfalls fading into the distance burned with each echoing step.  She only stopped once, looking back with those sexy dark eyes and broken smile.  “This was the last time” we had sworn to one another just a few fast hours ago.  Her lips traced my skin with memories intent.  She forever wanted me to swallow hard and second guess myself whenever I experienced another woman and after tonight we both knew I would.  She had a hunger that no one man could satisfy and for that reason alone; I had to let her escape my touch and want.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Neslihan Baz

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Tug

Sometimes the animal in me begins to stir, I swear she senses it.  She parades around the house half naked, purposefully taunting my beast.  She smiles wickedly, licking her lips, enticing what burns in me.  Her touch lingers longer than it should.  She wears my favorite perfume.  It’s as if she is doing her damndest to bring out my rough side.  Finally, I can’t take it anymore, when she walks by for a 5^th time I give her what she wants, tossing her on the couch, I tug at the only obstacle that stands between us and my hunger.

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Yesterday

Who was she last night?  I still couldn’t help but wonder as I smiled to myself while driving to work.   I was lost in yesterday.  I remember walking in the door from yet another long day and there she sat, head bowed, ready to play another of our games.  She never said a word the entire night.  She just stood up and walked slowly toward me, allowing me to drink her in.  I loved her heels and netted stockings and laughed thinking how my bow tie and Top hat never looked better.  Then she kissed me long and soft.

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Lisa

It was easy to give her whatever she wanted.  She would ask with that voice of hers that hung just above whispered honey and finish with a soft smile that would send me breathless.  I guess I should be grateful that all she ever wanted was my touch because, in hindsight, I could be poor and homeless right now having been willing to give her the world.  Often I’d come home and find her naked perfumed skin waiting with her seductive steel grey gaze and desires and time simply vanished.  She had a way of making anything else unimportant.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Levine Photography

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It Takes More Than a Smile

It Takes More Than a Smile

Tanith Blinn 

(Escaping Ordinary)

It had been a really long day and Tanith was just happy to finally be home.  As she shut the door behind her she smiled at the thought of the weekend that lay ahead.  Tanith flopped on her bed and kicked off her pink sandals while flipping through her phone.  She spied Karl’s number and hit send.  After a few rings his voice mail picked up and Tanith left a breathy message.  “Hey there Karl, I hope you’re not avoiding me, we had a deal”.  With that she hung up and laughed quietly to herself.  Tanith would have the place all to herself for the evening since her roommate was off on some seduction of her own and she was determined to take advantage of it.  Tanith had been talking to Karl for quite some time now.  Actually it was more like she had been using him for quite some time.  Karl was a quiet, unassuming, kind of guy.  He was cute in a shabby, book smart, geeky kind of way and Tanith knew how to exploit every aspect of that.  Knowing how to use her body and feminine charm she had Karl wrapped around her finger in no time after they first met.  Since then he had been doing her school work for her now for nearly her entire senior year at the university; all just for the chance to hang out with Tanith and her roommate a few evenings a week.  It was that or he was stuck in a dank dorm room with his D&D friends.

 

Every once in a while when Tanith sensed Karl was getting restless or tiring of doing her work, with no true reward, she would throw him a bone of sorts.  Tanith was very comfortable in her own skin so she had no problem parading around her dorm room in her boy-cut panties and a lacey camisole while Karl worked.  This always seemed to get his willingness to finish her homework back into gear.  Just for good measure she would lean over his shoulder, brushing against him to feign looking over the hard work being done for her. Tanith would even whisper some sort of encouraging remark into his ear to help his motivation along.  As of late it seemed these methods were beginning to falter and Tanith could not afford to lose her workhorse now, especially with a 50 page end of term paper due in two weeks.  She was trying to complete her undergrad in English with an emphasis on Creative Writing.  Tanith had planned to attend Antioch University next year to start her Masters of Fine Arts in Creative Writing but she was too bored with the current curriculum to really focus on it.  By no means was Tanith incapable of achieving this goal it was actually quite the opposite for her.  She was destined to be the next great author and possibly Poet Laureate but in the meantime she needed to jump through the right hoops to reach that point and that’s where Karl came in.  Karl did Tanith’s work as she passed the time enjoying university life and everyone was happy, at least until recently.   As the school year progressed Karl’s desire to help her dwindled.  The old tricks were not working and if Tanith really wanted to get on with her life she would have to pull out all the stops.

Again

I enjoyed the struggle, savoring the taste of my tears on my tongue.  As he flipped my skirt and tore my panties away from me, my heart raced and my fire burned.  I was addicted to being taken without permission.  Today was a bit different than most of the other times he surprised me.  Our secret game had moved beyond the confines my home and into the sunlight.  As I clawed at the ground, feigning escape, as he thrust into me, I could not help but think how I enjoyed the warmth of the sun on my bare skin.

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Offer

United in lust they taunted my restraint.  It was a simple wet kiss for show to see if I would break, they didn't realize I was shattered the moment they made the suggestion.  I played coy though, coaxing more reason from them.  Their tongues danced wet upon each other’s lips as they watched for my reaction.  I smiled calmly but inside burned for more.  Their hands gently caressed one another as they slowly peeled away clothes and offered supple curves for my feast. It was then that I, swollen with desire, pounced at the opportunity that waited before me.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Gogo Yurabi

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Smitten

She had my undivided attention as she sat there on her knees, toying with me, pondering this evening’s outfit.  Occasionally, she would toss me long taunting glances which she would finish by flashing that faux innocent smile of hers, knowing full well that it sends my heart sprinting in my chest.  I loved staring at her naked back and longed to run my fingers across her creamy pale warm skin, but I knew if I made that attempt, we would never make out of the house or to that dinner party she had been waiting all week to attend.

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Oasis

She stops my breath with a simple longing stare, stirring an ache which only she can calm. I surrender easily to her whispered desires and healing grace.  Because of her I am alive again.  A warm breeze blows as I near her ink stained body and she smiles knowing my intent.  “I wish we could stay here forever” she whispers echoing my thoughts as she reaches for me.  I sadden for the briefest of moments thinking of how temporary this escape is, but she rescues me with her soft touch and wet tongue, drowning me in her sweet pleasures.

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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Alan 1828

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Go

The grey soft light of morning faded as she taunted me with her smile.  She rolled last night’s used stockings over her sex stained legs preparing for the new day, or at least the trip home.  I sat and watched this beauty move, craving more of her.  At least she wasn't sneaking out but I was sad that the first words of my day where her whispering “I have to go.”  When she was finally a complete used version of the woman who seduced me last night she left me with a kiss that burned my lips and memories.

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Shiver

She waded from the mid December water smiling at out how I just stood there with my mouth open after I had dared her to jump in.  Her clothes, what little she had on, clung to her skin so perfectly I was jealous of her shirt; the one that had now slipped and revealed her pert nipple.   I watched as pin pricks exploded across her golden skin and as they rose and hardened, so did I.  She called my bluff and now I wanted nothing more than to take her into my arms and warm her with my lust.   

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A Day at the Office

A Day at the Office

The Renaissance of Sarah Frost

(Her Secret Second Chances)

Sarah pulled into the parking garage and went all the way to the top as she was told, parking her car in the very last stall.  When she stepped out with her red heels and closed the door behind her she couldn't help but smile.  While driving up she had noticed there wasn't a single car for the at least the last four maybe five stories of the garage.  She began walking down the ramps, one by one, ignoring the stairs as she went.  She knew he was watching her with every step and she didn't want to disappoint him.  He had told her not to take the stairs.

Michael watched as she walked down each ramp.  He couldn't help but admire her curves, the way they swayed back and forth as she maneuvered down each incline.  The outfit she had on was amazing.  She had everything he asked for down to the large pearl necklace and big white sunglasses.  The hip hugging white dress was accentuated by a brilliant red scarf.  It was as if she had stepped out of a GQ magazine or a Black House White Market catalog.  She was magnificent with her shoulder length curls and glossy red lipstick.  When she finally began passing actual people men’s heads turned from every direction to catch a glimpse.  Michael smiled with a wide grin knowing they could only stare because today she was here just for him.  He drew the blinds shut as he stepped away from the window and returned to his desk to patiently wait.

Shadows

My love for her is a sin and knowing this I still want to taste the fire on her lips.  I want to tease her until she can only think of me being inside of her.  She mirrors my desires, thrusting her hips against me, calling me the devil as she laughs.  We both know love isn't fair and so we ignore the world around us.  We enjoy the sins of flesh and hide our dark secrets with wicked smiles and day jobs.   And when the chance beckons we press against each other in the shadows feeding our needs.

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Distracted

My lips are dry and my heart races the second I open the door.  She quietly smiles and says hello.  Her voice tingles as it rains down my body in warm heat.  She does not know the power of her whisper.  She does not know the pull of her wanton stare.  I was just stopping by to water the plants just as he had asked me to.  I did not expect this; she was supposed to be with him.  I had plans for the day, but they all vanished the moment she asked me to shut the door and lock it.

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