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Zoe

"Between us there can be no secrets." I wasn't sure how I felt about that. Well, of course, total honesty is what everybody, or at least everybody who isn't a crook, wants. I don't think I'm a crook, liar or cheater, at least I very much hope I'm not, so I'm no exception to this rule. But total honesty requires total trust. It also requires to be comfortable enough with one's own feelings to talk openly about them.

As for being able to talk and be open about my own feelings and yearnings: That has never been my strong suit. I have never learned doing that, have never been comfortable with opening up to others. My parents, as good parents as they had been, never had set a good example themselves. Feelings and emotions weren't discussed much in our family. I think I can safely say that the only person I really confide in is Karin, but then again I know her since we were toddlers and we've spent thousands of hours together and neither of us has ever let down the other.

And my trust in others, especially when it comes to relationships, had been blown to smithereens half a year ago. I hadn't even begun to pick up the pieces, let alone started to put them together. But maybe now was the time to do that. No, that was wrong. Now was definitely the time. If I wasn't ready to start building trust again I could just as well get up, get dressed and go home. And that was the last thing I wanted to do.

I must have been lost in thoughts for quite some time. However, when my eyes finally focused on Ann's again I still didn't know what to say. What I knew was that I felt good about what she had said concerning her work. It didn't sound like something I wouldn't be able to cope with, but I guessed she was right, probably I needed to see for myself.

"Thank you, Ann," I finally said. Her eyebrows went up and I quickly went on before she could ask. "Thank you for your honest answer." I smiled at her, my fingers hot beneath hers, thinking that maybe right now was the perfect time to start opening up.

And so I told her about Eric and how it had ended, told her that I didn't easily open up and that I needed time but would do my best, all the time looking in her eyes, seeing understanding and love. Ann didn't say a word for the whole time, was smart enough not to give me some empty phrase about the breakup with my ex-fiancÄ for I didn't need a clichÄ, what I needed was to finally leave him behind and get on with my own life. But all the time her hands held mine reassuringly just like her eyes were fixed on mine.

At last I got up, bent over the table, was painfully reminded of the fact that the rib wasn't yet healed but I couldn't have cared less. "I think ... no, I know I love you, Ann."

I'll never forget the look on her face as she lifted her head, eyes blazing, lips open, inviting, promising so much, a new life, maybe? A whole love, for sure, and that was more than enough.

"I love..." I repeated just as Ann started to say the same. However, our lips met before we could finish but those were only words anyway, what really counted was that our lips touched, tongues danced, hands held and felt each other after she had got up too and slid around the table to stand close to me, bodies touching, hard nipples boring into soft flesh, our kiss never broken. I felt tears run down my cheeks and hoped she would know that they were tears of joy and wouldn't break that kiss.

She didn't. Quite to the contrary. After a while, when tenderness was turning into passion, she put one hand on the back of my head, buried it in my hair, holding me tight, the other reached between my legs, parting my lips, teasing me, a finger sliding in, gently pulling me after her as she stepped back, all the way to the bedroom, her finger taking possession of my pussy, letting me already know that in the following hours I would be completely hers.

My mind wasn't working at its best, what with all the sensations and feelings it had to process, but a thought popped up out of my unconscious nevertheless as I followed her down onto the bed, eager to make sure the finger remained inside me. "Zoe," the thought went, "Zoe, this woman isn't only in charge when she's at work."

That was probably a pretty safe assumption, but I couldn't have cared less. Not then, for Ann had taken a firmer hold on my hair, pulled my head back and was busy kissing my exposed throat while her finger did some magic in my pussy. And kissing my throat and neck while having a finger do magic inside me is a very good way to make sure that I don't think of or care about anything else at all.

As wonderful as the day had been, the night was not a good one, even when I had been exhausted, satisfied and very happy when I had fallen asleep. I woke up several times because the stupid rib hurt. Remnants of my dreams flashed through my mind, images of Ann with others in scenes like I had seen in those pictures I hadn't liked, me standing aside, wanting to tell her that this was wrong, this wasn't how it was supposed to be done but being unable to move or speak, or to at least close my eyes.

As I lay in the dark beside Ann, her breath caressing my neck, her arm loose across my flank, the very first light of dawn visible through the big window, I knew it had just been a stupid nightmare. I hoped, no, actually I was pretty sure that Ann did better than what I had seen in my dream. But I needed to know for sure and I needed to know soon. With that thought I closed my fingers around the emerald locket on my chest and carefully slid back on the satin sheets until our bodies touched. Ann's hand moved, found my breast and gently cupped it while she pressed herself against me in her sleep, unconsciously doing exactly what I had longed for. Or maybe she was awake and had felt what was up with me.

Whether she was awake or not didn't matter in the least, though, since what she did made me feel perfectly save and comforted.

Ann

I awoke to the scent of Zoe. Our bodies spooned together, my arm wrapped around her, hand cupping her breast, filling my hand with firm rounded warmth. For a long time I just lay there, unmoving, luxuriating in the feel of her body, her warmth. Auburn hair fanned out across the pillow, the morning sunlight awakening the natural highlights, spilling down to her shoulders. I lay there watching the shadows dissolving, thinking of yesterday, of last night, smiling to myself as I recalled her words, "I think ... no, I know I love you, Ann."

Reluctantly I finally moved, slowly easing myself away so as not to awaken my auburn haired beauty. Bathroom first, then the kitchen, my body demanding tea. Carrying the two mugs back to the bedroom I pushed the door open carefully, then stepping through I paused, transfixed by the vision before me. Not the fashionable beauty of the catwalk model, fragile and manufactured, before my eyes lay the natural beauty of the athlete, toned and firm, smooth and sleek, a simple natural healthy beauty. Oh how I longed for my camera...

I placed my tea mug on the bedside table, then sat down on the edge of the bed, bending, one arm on the headboard for balance as I kissed Zoe's forehead whilst holding the mug of fresh coffee as close to her nose as possible. My duel assault worked perfectly, too perfectly, those emerald eyes opened, and I fell into them.

Never underestimate the power of coffee. The aroma proved too greater temptation and Zoe surrendered to it, scooting up the bed to sit, laying back on the pillows, still favouring her injured arm, one eager hand reaching out for coffee. I watched as her lips parted, the mug held, tilted, the first sip, the aroma filling her senses, the smile that overflowed to dance in her eyes. Far away a single satisfied thought, I was right, my girl preferred coffee.

We sipped in silence, both content to enjoy the moment, needing no words, just the exchange of smiles and the caress of each others eyes. The perfect start to a perfect day...

A perfect day, the thought set me thinking, imagination seeking out an answer. I knew there who be more questions, more answers, but not yet, I decided, first Zoe needed time to think, and I needed, well, I needed Zoe.

The idea formed, grew, seemingly perfect, so unwilling to waste a second more, I took Zoe's hand and led her into the bathroom, "be quick, or I'll wash you myself," the admonition delivered with a smile and a laugh. Zoe looked quizzical, but accepted my sudden urgency, responding with a smile of her own and a salacious wink. I grinned and left her to it whilst I went in search of an outfit.

Whilst the studio held a wide range of outfits, mostly fetish wear, I also had quite a collection of clothing, bought for scenes that started 'vanilla' before developing, some of these items I kept in the third bedroom, mostly those I bought for upcoming commissions, preferring not to take them to the studio until I had sourced everything needed to complete the necessary outfits.

Sorting through the clothes I found what I needed and carried the small pile back to the bedroom, placing them on the bed before slipping into the bathroom to join Zoe in the shower. I found her scrubbed and clean, hair hidden by a mass of creamy bubbles. A brief embrace then I took her wrists and guided them to my breasts, whilst I took over the job of washing her hair, a task that delighted us both, judging by the tingling between my legs and the way her fingers moulded and kneaded my tits.

We could so easily have moved to the bed to finish what we started in the shower, but I had a plan, and intended to keep focused, so despite the invitation in her eyes, I dragged Zoe from the shower, wrapping her in a big fluffy towel as I silenced any questions with a kiss, a deep kiss, maybe bed is ... no, the plan, stick to the plan.

Washed and dried, we returned to the bedroom, "no questions, just let me play dress-up, ok?" Another quizzical look, another smile of acceptance. First the simple white tank-top, a little small, so it hugged her curves and drew attention to the roundness for those small firm breasts, whilst revealing nothing, white socks for her feet, then the white tracksuit, not the thin nylon kind, this was a heavier cotton, just big enough not to stretch to fit, but not loose or baggy, finally a pair of white training shoes.

I adjusted the hood of the tracksuit, gathering her hair and using a plain white scrunchie to gather and hold it. Stepping back I studied her, smiled, stepped forward and kissed her with passion and haste, before turning to the wardrobe, pulling out a few things and dressing quickly, my customary utility choice, black jeans, white blouse, black leather jacket, knee length black boots, done.

A quick stop in the kitchen for a second cup of coffee for Zoe, tea for myself, whilst I grabbed my camera bag and keys, purse and phone, then I hustled my still bemused beauty out of the door, heading for the river where it flowed through the park. The autumn day perfect, the air crisp, the sun warm, only the faintest hint of a breeze. Walking hand in hand we talked little and smiled a lot, sharing the pleasure of being together. Not once had Zoe questioned my actions, seemingly content to let my plan unfold.

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For the past several months, my wife, Kendra, has mentioned she would like to be more submissive in the bedroom. While I wouldn't classify Kendra as extremely dominant herself, she has always taken more control in the bedroom, especially when it comes to getting her pleasure. One Tuesday night, we were out with some friends for Happy Hour. Kendra had a few drinks, and on the way home she brought up the idea of being submissive once again to me. During the evening, we talked about it a little...

Bird SongChapter 25 Legal or illegal

Jamie was keen to hook up with the Ambassador, Sir David Manning as quickly as possible after his coronation. The sooner the diplomatic efforts to release the expats began the better. He brought the helicopter in to land at Skibo and mentally stopped himself from rushing through the shut down procedures. Once he had completed what he had to do, he jumped down onto Skibo's rapidly growing lawns and joined his sister and Debbie and Christine. Stuart had remained at Dreghorn to review how...

The Scenic Route

The Scenic Route By Cal Y. Pygia ... And the desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose. Ahead, the desert highway was flooded. But for Rose's own car, a cherry red 2008 Ford Mustang, the route had been empty for the past half hour. It was no surprise that the road had been nicknamed "The Loneliest Highway in America." The loneliness was fine with Rose, though. In fact, she preferred to be the only motorist traveling the highway at this...

My First Time with Lacy

We went out hiking on a Saturday, driving all morning to get there, with plans to spend the night camping and then come back on Sunday. Saturday went fine, we spent the day hiking over various hills and past streams, all while following the trail. It was Saturday evening, right before dark, when things started to get worrisome. According to our map there was supposed to be a rest station where we were, but we couldn't find it. We searched farther up the trail thinking we hadn't gone...

Knight in Shining ArmorChapter 17 Here Comes the Brides

August came along right when it was supposed to. School was going to be starting up for the fall semester in about a month so the girls were all getting excited about getting to see old friends and making new friends. Kim was going to be a sophomore in high school and would be trying out for the varsity cheerleading squad. Cathy was proudly entering high school as a freshman and was also going to try for the varsity cheerleading squad. Brittany would be attending middle school while Vicky was...

Cockshoots Hall Great House of Love

Introduction This is not a spoof but a story inspired by “Downton Abbey”. The similarities are: • it is set in a Great House, although not as grand; • the owner is a member of the English nobility; • several children have not yet flown the nest; • the time is the early part of the 20th century; • it is about the staff as well as the aristocrats. The differences are: • the family and associates are somewhat libertarian and libertine; • the staff behave...

Leadership

The following was originally a story written back in 2008 to help a friend raise money for her Roleplay site (lockedinlace.com)... for her promised 'The Island' game which is still in development... For a long time I only had it there. Recently those forums crashed, and I thought the story was gone forever. The way back machine luckily had recorded it once. Once was enough, so I copied it, pasted it, and here it is. I had fun writing it, hope you enjoy reading it. Disclaimer: This...

EIGHT IS ENOUGH

EIGHT IS ENOUGH And Two's Not Bad, Either In a house with eight k**s it's hard to find time alone.Heck, it's impossible. It's hard enough just to avoid being in areal crowd. So it was kind of a treat to have only my sister Elizabethin the room with me when we were watching this old movieon TV. Oh, I should introduce myself. My name is Tommy Bradford.I'm 14, and, like I said, I'm one of eight k**s. And Elizabeth'sone of my sisters -- I'd say one of my older sisters, butthey're all...

CarolChapter 8

(Carol tells Bill the story of how she became a slut) When I was twelve, my brother and I did not get along at all. I suppose there were many reasons, but the biggest reason was that I was jealous of my brother's popularity. I would mess with him, try to get him into trouble and just be a major pain in his ass. Joey was almost four years older than me and captain of the school football team. Everyone loved him, even my parents favored him over me or at least I thought so at the time. One...

When We Take Our Revenge And Dp Janani 8211 Part 12

This is a continuation from my previous stories in the Anjan series (links on top) so read them first. Comments welcome at Janani took a few minutes to thoroughly inspect my balls for any signs of oedemas or discolourations and then finally explained to us the risks of tying up balls for too long. Anjan blanched, it was clear that he was scared, but my cock was rigid; I was completely turned on by the fact that Janani had enough control over me to inflict so much pain. Janani was still...

Sex That I Cant Forget

Hi all this is Vicky ()again from Indore M.P. this thing happened in the mid of 2011, i used to work for a good organization, on a senior position pay was gr8 life was cool, one day i got a call from my friend, he told me tht there is a girl, Sweety who is seeking a 4 month long training in Indore i was happy to know that i said yes to it and asked him to send her number to me and give my number to her , 2 days later i got a call from her she was locality a very ultra-mod girl i got curious and...

Julias ungewhnliche WG

Es ist Samstagmorgen und Julia liegt breitbeinig auf dem Boden. Ihre Arme sind über den Kopf gezogen, so dass ihr Körper ein großes Y bildet. Es scheint es nicht, als wenn sie flüchten will, das wäre auch nicht möglich. Im Gegenteil: Die dunkle Farbe ihrer Schamlippen und der herauslaufende Schleim verraten ihre Geilheit. Vor einem Vierteljahr hat sie manchmal daran gedacht, dass SM spannend sein könnte. Hat sich zu einem Porno selbstbefriedigt in dem eine gefesselte Frau gefickt wurde – und...

Family Night with Tommy and Tasha

Mom had always insisted on them having one night a week as a Family Night, where they were all in, and would enjoy being with each other, watching television, or maybe playing a game of some kind. Sometimes just talking. Things looked like they would be different though now.For one thing, Tommy had asked if Nicky could be there, Nicky being his sister Natasha's best friend and in the same class as her at school, and since recently, Tommy's girlfriend. A sexy petite sixteen-year-old, Nicky had...

Aunt Christine Part 2

I awoke in my parents' bed on that hot summer morning. The smell of pussy was in the air. I looked to my left and saw my aunt Christine lying on her back with her juicy cunt exposed to my eyes. I had fucked her 3 times last night and my 16 year old cock wanted more. I reached over and started caressing her right tit. The nipple was big and I began to suck it. I placed my right hand on her hairy bush and began to finger fuck her. My dick was growing very, very hard as her cunt became...

Fun with Wife and Friend

It was another Saturday night, just like many before, my wife and I were going to pick up our friend Mack and go to the local watering hole. We would have a few beers, listen to music, play some pool, and Mack and I would flirt with Joan. She was about 35 at the time; she had recently lost some weight, and was feeling very good about herself. She had a tough time losing the extra pounds she put on during pregnancy and was very proud of herself. I thought she looked sexy and our sex life was...

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