Her Boots

She wore black boots, small ones, size six. With gold buckles on the ankle and at the calf. A long gold zipper up the back. Thigh high stockings. A black skirt and white oxford. Her dark hair cascaded onto the white shirt in soft, welcoming waves. Her eyes a deep brown, mysterious and intense. Her skin pleasantly tan, even as the first cool days of autumn took hold.

Crisp, almost cold mornings and cool, inviting evenings. Warm sunny days. A favorite, fleeting time.

She worked in a basement office with a window at the ceiling so she could see the street, see the feet of the passersby, now mostly clad in boots or closed-toe shoes, reflecting the transition in the season. Now and then, some sandals still holding on to summer's warmth would pass, and she'd remember the feel of the warm sun on her own toes.

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In the Car

Because you couldn't wait...because you are right there...because car sex is delicious...

Who will you enjoy in the car?

On the Couch

That's a great place to spend an afternoon ...

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Bad Girl

She's been bad ... and she's getting what she deserves...and what she wants...

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Hungry

to taste, to devour, to consume... the absolute desire to have every last drop...

At Your Service

This ... this is exquisite. The giving over to complete control ... and ultimate pleasure

Leather. Iron. Lust

This.  This image reminds me of a story....

She arrived at the airport late in the evening.  Another 45 minutes or an hour in a cab before she'd be at the hotel.  Her trip was mostly business, but included some pleasure stops.  She traveled often to promote her business and to network.  She entered the cab, gave the address, and almost instantly drifted to sleep.

He'd chosen the hotel because he'd stayed there on a previous visit.  Almost eight years before.  He'd admired the firm mattress and the iron, cage-like headboard.  The classic layout, the windows that actually opened, the cool of the morning as sunlight peered in.

The abrupt stop in front of the large, beautiful stone structure woke her.  The cab driver removed her bags from the trunk, and the bell hop carried them inside.  She checked her phone and gave him the room number. 

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