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Click hereYou'll notice that I'm not including much dialogue and that's because we hardly talked throughout the entire episode. But then the way that Stuart made love didn't programme in talking.
Sitting on the bed with me standing next to him he slid my skirt up. He did make a noise then by sighing deeply as he looked at the pretty white knickers I was wearing, without tights or stockings for the weather was still warm and my legs still had the tan from my Italian holiday. Slowly moving the fingers of one hand in little circles right on my clit he eased the back of my panties down with the other. Eventually getting them down my thighs he took them and then removed my skirt.
At last I got to lie on the bed and was thinking that now we'd fuck. Wrong. Oh no. No it wasn't time in his programme for that. No this was the time for the beneath the waist foreplay. We then had another hour or so of him attending to every part of my lower body. Strangely though only with his hands and not once did he use his tongue or mouth on my pussy. But the intensity and, I have to say gentleness and expertise, with which he inflamed my lips both inside and out continued on my clit and all around my bottom made me cum again.
His lovemaking though quite expert and very giving was sort of mechanistic and so bloody drawn out. It was as though he could give for ever but not want anything in return. As though he took all I had but never really revealed anything about himself. Even when, eventually, he did fuck me it was as if he were programmed. He did everything correctly, he took his time, he combined long and short thrusts and fast and slow ones but not once did he let himself go. No loud moans or words. It was like being fucked by a machine. True a powerful and very efficient one but still a machine. A fucking machine actually.
*
I know it sounds crass and selfish, but during this year I began enjoying myself again. I had a good social life, I had more interests to stimulate me and I was getting all the sex I needed. Things even improved with Richard. Well for a time that is.
Then completely out of the blue when he was in New York I received an email from him. It came to a yahoo address that as far as I was aware he knew nothing about. My heart fell into my boots when I opened the photo attachments. There was shots of Craig and me kissing, walking off court with his arm round me and in the clubhouse with my top off. There was more with Patrick. Sitting in his car kissing, lying on the back seat fucking and holding hands in the café on Princes Street when we went to Edinburgh. And even more with Tom of us kissing in a couple of doorways his hand very obviously on my breasts.
The message was simple and to the point.
'Bitch. I won't be returning from New York for a while, but will see you in court very soon.'
- COMMENTS
norcal62over 6 years ago1. I fully agree with the criticism of the usual LW authors never thinking of the spouses talking through their needs. I've concluded it is a characteristic of British marriages that the two sail as almost independent entities.
2. The practice much too often of LW men characters continuing to pursue women long after they've said "no," over and over. It seems that persistence is seen as the mark of a masculine lover, instead of sexual harassment. I wonder how many young male readers get the idea that it's okay to keep trying after a woman says no. "They really mean no, or maybe, even though they say, "no.'" Comments sections are full of ideas that the stories are treated as true life situations, not made up stories. Of course, there's lots worse situations in all the non-consent type stories. Sad.
DrSemblanceover 7 years agoYeah she tried everything EXCEPT talking to him!
Did the cheating cunt once sit down with him and say this has to stop.
I cant go on like this with you gone half the year.
Marriage is a partnership that comes first.
He is working his arse off to provide for them with all the flair and ritz that she has been accustomed to and is just not picking up on her moods.
She should have sat down and told him all of what she felt and needed well before spreading her legs for everyone else .
Two idiots but especially one stupid cunt who never talked! Just wore sexy clothes.
Why does she care anyways about the divorce? She torpedoed the marriage by never talking, she gets half, invested wisely she is set for life. She gave up on him and the marriage anyways.
starmanfiveover 8 years agoI loved the detail of the seduction. The thoughts going through your mind while the events are occurring is priceless. Five stars!
