The restaurant is full of couples, with no children in sight. This must be one of those expensive restaurants that were too elegant and expensive to come in as a family. Everyone is dressed well. Men in dress shirts and pants and women in fancy dresses. There are colors and mascara as far as the ey
Shirley I know this is wrong. If anyone catches us, then—no, no one will figure out what is happening because we aren't doing it! "Zane!" I hiss as I'm dragged through a crowd of drunk people. Zane is holding my hand, leading me toward the restrooms. Without looking at me, he murmurs. "Yes, darl
"Do you still think we should stop?" Zane teases my entrance with his wet dick, circling it around and around until it feels like I'm dripping. It feels great on my clit, but my pussy is pulsating, needing his cock to enter me again. This is fucking torture. Yet I don't answer him. I avoid his ey
Shirley "Are you sure you don't want me to go inside with you?" Zane asks from the driver's seat. "No," I meet his gaze, smiling briefly. He seems worried, but I have a good feeling about this. "You can wait outside in the car for a few minutes, and if I don't come rushing out, then just leave."
Shirley After some passionate lovemaking, I sit in the bathtub with Zane. Bubbles are all around us, and low romantic music plays from the bedroom. The tiles are misty, and I'm dissolving. At this point, I'm not even sure if I have a spine... Zane's solid and capable hands are slowly stroking my
Gina It's another day working at The Coffee Bean, and I'm still following the rules I've made to become a better person. The three golden rules are: One, I visit my niece weekly. Socialization is good for me. Natalie is the sweetest, and Shirley is my only sister. She has helped me a lot besides
"Zane is my ex-husband," I reply in a chilly tone. "What is that information to you?" "I just want to learn more about you." What? Why?! I stare at him. "Uh, okay?" "I've seen how you look at me." By now, my jaw is somewhere down on the floor. "Look at you?" I laugh and stare at him in disbeli
David It doesn't surprise me that Gina hasn't called me. I gave her my number, but as expected, she didn't have the balls to contact me. Is it because I'm younger than her? Twenty-three to her thirty? That's a dumb reason, though. Age is just a number. Perhaps her hesitation has to do with the fa