Straight Female / 26
I Am Supposed To Make A Son, No Matter How Many Tries It Takes
Right now I'm still embarrassed when I talk to her.
I have a man I work with, a man who has an eye for me and he's kissed me before, and he can't keep his hands to himself. When I ride in his car he keeps his hand on my knee, when he sits me in the car and puts the seat belt on me, he runs his hand across my breast. when he kisses me it's real, not fake. My eyes close when he kisses me, when he kisses me and I'm trapped in the seat, his hand goes all the way up my thigh and my legs open enough for him to touch. I know, you don't have to tell me, I'm playing with fire. He's married, he's 23 years older than me. But I can't help it. He has power over me.
Not knowing where to go, because he had been touching me and kissing me, he decided to take me to his house. I had been there before, there are times when I had to deliver a contract for him to review, or get something signed. But not back in the bedroom, and not with him taking my clothes off until I was completely naked except for my studs. I had not until then had his tongue in my vagina, I had not been eaten out by him, but I was then, on his bed, his wife's side of the bed, and he was eating me out. He undressed and was completely naked, his erection facing me, a sword of Damocles, I was going to be run through. I knew it, he knew it, it happened and I made noises trying to suppress my surprise. I turned my head to one side, to look at the picture of his wife and his kids at the beach. I closed my eyes, but I still saw the picture.
Are you ready? I heard him say. For what? and he said 'to make me a son'. He shoved deep, and came and came and came in me. over and over, until not a drop more would come out. 'Now, make me a boy, don't hold back, I want a son'. I didn't know what to say, I had never heard him mention that to me. I looked at the picture on the night stand, his wife and two daughters.
We lay there, under the gentle breeze of the fan, naked. Naked, except for my studs. I was holding his hand, don't ask me why. I heard the sound of footsteps. His wife was at the door. I tried to cover up but he kept the covers off me. She looked at me, naked. She walked around the room, not taking her eyes off of me, picking up my clothes. She folded them gently, one by one, my pants, my blouse, my bra, my panties, and set them on the chair. I tried to cover myself, but she said 'no, let me look' 'It's not often a woman can enjoy a naked woman on her bed'. She sat on the bed beside me and ran her finger up my thigh to my lips. 'Very very pretty she said. A very pretty pussy I must say. Nothing for you to be ashamed of'. And touching my nipples one and then the other one, 'and very nice tits' 'All in all a very nice looking woman, I could just look at you naked all night long'.
She got up and asked her husband how 'it went', was I fertilized? Did he do his job right. She again got on the bed, kicked off her shoes, and crawled over me on her hands and knees. Lowering her face until she was leaning against my forehead and nose, 'make us a son, no matter how many tries it takes'. And with that a little kiss on my lips. 'Don't get dressed, I never have a chance to have a naked girl in my bed'.
I have a man I work with, a man who has an eye for me and he's kissed me before, and he can't keep his hands to himself. When I ride in his car he keeps his hand on my knee, when he sits me in the car and puts the seat belt on me, he runs his hand across my breast. when he kisses me it's real, not fake. My eyes close when he kisses me, when he kisses me and I'm trapped in the seat, his hand goes all the way up my thigh and my legs open enough for him to touch. I know, you don't have to tell me, I'm playing with fire. He's married, he's 23 years older than me. But I can't help it. He has power over me.
Not knowing where to go, because he had been touching me and kissing me, he decided to take me to his house. I had been there before, there are times when I had to deliver a contract for him to review, or get something signed. But not back in the bedroom, and not with him taking my clothes off until I was completely naked except for my studs. I had not until then had his tongue in my vagina, I had not been eaten out by him, but I was then, on his bed, his wife's side of the bed, and he was eating me out. He undressed and was completely naked, his erection facing me, a sword of Damocles, I was going to be run through. I knew it, he knew it, it happened and I made noises trying to suppress my surprise. I turned my head to one side, to look at the picture of his wife and his kids at the beach. I closed my eyes, but I still saw the picture.
Are you ready? I heard him say. For what? and he said 'to make me a son'. He shoved deep, and came and came and came in me. over and over, until not a drop more would come out. 'Now, make me a boy, don't hold back, I want a son'. I didn't know what to say, I had never heard him mention that to me. I looked at the picture on the night stand, his wife and two daughters.
We lay there, under the gentle breeze of the fan, naked. Naked, except for my studs. I was holding his hand, don't ask me why. I heard the sound of footsteps. His wife was at the door. I tried to cover up but he kept the covers off me. She looked at me, naked. She walked around the room, not taking her eyes off of me, picking up my clothes. She folded them gently, one by one, my pants, my blouse, my bra, my panties, and set them on the chair. I tried to cover myself, but she said 'no, let me look' 'It's not often a woman can enjoy a naked woman on her bed'. She sat on the bed beside me and ran her finger up my thigh to my lips. 'Very very pretty she said. A very pretty pussy I must say. Nothing for you to be ashamed of'. And touching my nipples one and then the other one, 'and very nice tits' 'All in all a very nice looking woman, I could just look at you naked all night long'.
She got up and asked her husband how 'it went', was I fertilized? Did he do his job right. She again got on the bed, kicked off her shoes, and crawled over me on her hands and knees. Lowering her face until she was leaning against my forehead and nose, 'make us a son, no matter how many tries it takes'. And with that a little kiss on my lips. 'Don't get dressed, I never have a chance to have a naked girl in my bed'.
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