Claudias Partyabend
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Saturday morning was an exact repeat of Friday’s. Claudia surprised Dan with the morning paper and he was naked from the waist up, fresh from his shower. She wore different shorts and a nice low-cut top. You could cut the sexual tension between them with a knife as she waited for him to dress from his shower. They enjoyed another great blueberry breakfast served by Aunt Katherine. She pumped them both for information trying to get all the juicy details about the night before. Neither one would give Katherine her answer, after all, they didn’t make love.
“What do you usually do on a Saturday?” He asked, glancing at her cleavage.
“Shopping and laundry. I know that sounds so exciting,” she sighed. “Plus today is the one Saturday I volunteer an afternoon a month at the hospital.”
“I’ll go shopping with you, if you like, then I should do some work on my book. For some reason I’ve been a little distracted the past few days,” he smiled.
“I’d like that.”
Dan enjoyed the simple act of grocery shopping with Claudia. When he was married to Connie, they couldn’t go anywhere without her being recognized and hounded for a picture or autograph. Dan wasn’t jealous, he had his own writer’s fame. He just yearned to have a somewhat normal life.
Dan pushed the shopping cart as Claudia picked out food items she needed. It didn’t take long for whispering and finger-pointing to begin from the town’s busybodies. Who was this handsome stranger with her?
Stopping in the fruit and vegetable section, “I don’t need much in groceries with just myself to feed. A lot of the times, I’ll eat at Aunt Katherine’s when she doesn’t have guests staying. I could buy more food if you’d come to my place for supper tomorrow night?” She offered.
“A candlelit supper for two, that’s very romantic. I’d love to Claudia,” Dan smiled.
“I’ll make my one pot wonder. It’s simple to prepare but tastes so good!”
“I bet it does. I’ve got the impression you’re great at anything you do. I’ll bring the wine,” he added. He touched her hand on the shopping cart and stole a quick kiss. She returned the kiss with affection.
Dan helped Claudia pick out what she needed in groceries. He disappeared to the next aisle when she had company. Her two best friends, Kim and Tracy, stopped her in the frozen food aisle to chat. Dan was picking out a breakfast cereal in the next aisle for her and he returned with a box in each hand.
“I didn’t know if you wanted the store brand or commercial brand kind of cereal,” he commented, his eyes looking at each box. The women gazed wide-eyed at Dan as he questioned Claudia.
“No name will be fine thank you,” she smiled, and he returned the unwanted box without noticing either girl.
“What a great looking stud! Where did you find him, Claudia?” Kim exclaimed, gazing at Dan’s ass as he turned the aisle corner.
“I met him Thursday. He’s a great guy, nice personality too. He’s staying at Aunt Katherine’s until his SUV is fixed.”
“You lucky bitch, I’m so jealous,” Tracy added.
“I sure wouldn’t kick him out of my bed for eating crackers ... or my pussy!” Kim quipped, and they laughed.
“Have you and him, you know ... fucked yet?” Kim asked directly.
“Is that all you ever have on your mind, is sex?”
“You bet it is!” She smiled.
“I’m sure we would have fucked last night, but I backed out,” Claudia confided.
“Are you fucking nuts?” Kim questioned. “I’d fuck him in a minute!”
“Last night at the movies, he did give me the best finger fucking of my life!”
“You let him finger your pussy right in the movie theatre?” Tracy exclaimed.
“I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs when he made me cum, it felt so great!”
“He sure beats the guys that live around here,” Tracy sighed.
“That true for certain, though, there is something I’m not quite sure about him and in a bad way too,” she pondered.
Claudia still wondered if Dan is the one who beat and robbed the old woman from Lockport. He might be hiding in plain sight to fool the Police until he can drive his SUV again and escape.
Dan walked around the aisle corner towards Claudia, spotting two women standing on either side of her. Kim and Tracy straightened up seeing this sexy stranger approaching. They gave their tank tops a tug town to show more cleavage and smiled. Dan’s eyes glanced them over. They each wore a white mini shirt showing off nicely shaped legs. He felt their eyes examining him from head to toe. All three were mentally stripping Dan naked.
“Dan Davenport, these are my best friends, Kim and Tracy,” Claudia introduced.
“Hello ladies,” Dan smiled, offering his right hand to each.
He quickly gazed over each one appreciating their mid-thirties beauty. Each shook his hand in return smiling and offering a, “Hello Dan,” in reply. Dan figured both girls were about five foot four and around 130 pounds.
Kim was a light brown brunette with lighter blonde streaks in her hair. She had brown eyes and a cute button nose. Tracy had slightly darker hair with matching streaks and blue eyes.
Being greatly stirred,I turn to where I heardThat whisper in the night;And there a breath of lightShines like a silver star. - Urbiciani, Canzonetta c. 1250 AD Claudia beamed a smile of satisfaction as she took her seat in the courtyard of the Accademia di Santa Cecilia. Moments before, an usher had guided her to the middle of the third row; a prime position which gave her an excellent view of the concert stage. The night was warm and still and fragrant with the scents of the countless flowers...
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Quickie Sex- Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names; in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name; Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect. Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name and...
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Straight SexWhat they say betwixt their wings? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews? - Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she...
Hast thou heard the butterfliesWhat they say betwixt their wings?Or in stillest eveningsWith what voice the violet woosTo his heart the silver dews? - Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she fell more...
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At last methought that I had wander’d far In an old wood, fresh washed in coolest dew, The maiden splendours of the morning star Shook in the steadfast blue. – Tennyson. Like the delicate notes that open a violin sonata, each element of the morning combined before her eyes to form a beautiful picture. It was a marvelous tableau of sound, of light, of aroma and of timeless essence. Claudia especially delighted in the caress of the sea breeze upon her face as the first rays of dawn emerged from...
What art thou… that fearest not the sea? – Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names, in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he was called Jupiter. But in the Sicily of classical antiquity he went by a more primordial name, Zeus. As Zeus Brontios, The Thunderer, he assumed his most terrible aspect. Claudia swiftly understood how the ancients had come to revere the name...
The ethereal power pursues souls to the sea, the sea spits them up onto the threshold of the earth, the earth into the light of the bright sun and the sun hurls them into the whirling ether. – Empedocles of Akragas (5 th Century BCE) The first thing that you noticed about Claudia was that she was beautiful. Hers was a refined, sophisticated beauty and at its heart lay, an innate earthiness and a rugged independence that surely came from her Sicilian ancestry. Her dark brown eyes and long,...
Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews? – Tennyson, Adeline. Claudia awoke and saw that the sun was already well above the horizon. The view from her bedroom window was of a cloudless azure sky and a sea more tranquil than any she had yet seen. It was a calm day and the cool of the night still lingered in the airy room. Her Sicilian summer wore on and with each passing day she...
Being greatly stirred, I turn to where I heard That whisper in the night, And there a breath of light Shines like a silver star. – Urbiciani, Canzonetta c. 1250 AD Claudia beamed a smile of satisfaction as she took her seat in the courtyard of the Accademia di Santa Cecilia. Moments before, an usher had guided her to the middle of the third row, a prime position which gave her an excellent view of the concert stage. The night was warm and still and fragrant with the scents of the countless...
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1865 "Uncle Luke wants to talk to you," Seth told his brother breathlessly. "Right now." He had run all the way back from the store with that request and stood panting beside Robert's old rocking chair on the back porch. The kitchen door stood open as it nearly always did, and two guinea hens seemed to be discussing whether or not they would explore the house. The cat dozed. "About what?" asked Robert, crossing his ankles the other way and holding up the boat hull he was carving, a...
My wife and the tiny dick clubBy Chris Christopher All rights reservedI didn’t mean to do it. Normally I would never have done something like this but at the time, I thought it might be important.But I’m getting ahead of myself.It was a beautiful Saturday in late summer and my pretty little wife was outside puttering around with her roses. She really likes gardening and roses are her pride and joy. We must have three dozen rose bushes in the backyard and she has named every one of them. I was...
One day Penny stayed home from school. She felt bored and restless and horny. She was annoyed at her brothers. They were both acting silly lately and their lovemaking no longer excited her. She was ready for the big league, an older man, but she didn't know how to go about meeting one. She spent the morning in her room, waiting for her mother to go out. Before she left, Judy entered the room and gazed at her daughter. "I'm going now," Judy said. "Are you sure you're sick? You look...
Our dinner started quietly. I felt that Jodie, Linda, and Dean had made up some stories about what our foursome would be like and those thoughts were silently thrashing around in their minds. “Everyone is so quiet,” I finally said. “This is an occasion to celebrate not brood about. This is where you leave your lives of predictability, your puritanical ways, and break your ties with society’s expectations that sex is dirty, evil, and a sin. You become delightfully abnormal.” I raised my...