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Propositioning The Lawyer

Thursday, October 10, 2013
From: Sassy 
To: The Lawyer
Sent: Thursday, October 10, 2013 4:16 PM
Subject: October thoughts
Hiya!  How’s my favorite fella today?  
I am thinking of taking off from work tomorrow and/or Tuesday.  And I am off Monday with the holiday.  And I am wondering if you’d like to see me.  Doesn’t have to be a big thing… maybe a lunch with your hand in mine, canoodling in a car, hugging… or something.  I want to see you smile!  
If not now… I notice that the hotel rates go “back to normal” or even lower starting Oct. 22… 
I want to see you smile!  
-S
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From: The Lawyer
To: Sassy
Sent: Thurs, Oct 10, 2013 4:21 PM 
Re: October thoughts
this sounds delightful!   tomorrow is not good, unfortunately..and Tuesday and wednesday are gone, as a truckload of clients are arriving in my office… perhaps later next week?

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From: Sassy 
To: The Lawyer
Sent: Thursday, October 10, 2013 7:37 PM
Subject: Re: October thoughts
Tom!  How lovely to read your words!!  You’ve made my day, sweet man.  I feel like such a hussy chasing you – I hope you don’t mind.   I had a bunch of new AM men chasing me this week and every single one makes me wish for you.  Even more than I already was.  So I decided to be BOLD!  
Get me on your calendar!  Thursday or Friday next week are both possible.  Or if you want to wait until the next week and go the hotel way… or maybe I can decide my place is okay.  Still thinking… 
-S
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Goodbye Greg

Wednesday, October 9, 2013 
So Greg writes to me on Ashley Madison.  A nice note asking if him being only 5’10” would be okay.  I looked at his profile – no checkboxes!  He talked about food.  Yay!  I told him I would give him a chance.  I asked him questions.

He said we should meet.  Uh oh.  Too fast!  That usually means one night stand.  I asked him more questions.  He gave very curt answers.  Another bad sign.  Then he told me where he lives.  Eh… sketchy part of town.

I decided I do not want to continue, so I wrote a polite farewell.  My first ever rejection letter!  Thanks, no thanks. Happy hunting.  

I don’t know how to explain… but the more I talked with Greg, the more I wanted to see The Lawyer again.  It’s time to write back to him and not waste Greg’s time. 

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From: Sassy
To: Greg
Sent: Wednesday, October 9, 2013 12:35 PM
Hiya Greg, 
Thank you very much for reaching out to me and answering my questions.  Sadly, they tell me that you aren’t a match for me.  I wish you the best of everything as you continue your search! 
-S
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From: Greg 
To: Sassy
Sent: Wed, Oct, 9, 2013 3:17 PM
Re: Connection

Hi Sassy-
Thanks for the note, and not just deleting me 🙂
I have to ask though, was it that I don’t sing or was it my pick of restaurants??  Forgive me for asking, but it’s killing me!!
g
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Getting to know Greg

Tuesday, October 8, 2013
From: Greg
To: Sassy 
Sent: Tuesday, October 8, 2013 6:34 AM
Subject: Re: Connection
Eureka! Let it come sweet lady.
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From: Sassy 
To: Greg
Sent: Tuesday, October 8, 2013 8:47 AM
Subject: Re: Connection
Hiya Greg!  How are you this fine morning?  I adore this time of year. 
So… now what?   Hmm…. I’ll be my curious self.  Here are three questions:   
Where you raised around here?  I started off in upstate NY but came to MA for college and never left.
Do you work in an office?  With a door?  or at home?  I’m in an open office with three colleagues and people coming and going all the time!  
Can you come out to play?  In theory I’m supposed to work 9-5, but I take time off here and there when I have better things to do. 
What do you want to know?  
Hugs with groping! 
-Sassy
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From: Greg
To: Sassy
Sent: Tuesday, October 8, 2013 1:27 PM
Subject: Re: Connection
Hello Sassy.
Yes, best time of year.
Born and raised in Boston.
Office in small suite in Boston. Occaisionally (often Fridays) my office mates are out.
I have a 2:00pm meeting in Boston which should take approx 1/2 hour.  Any interest in meeting for coffee?  Where are you?
Greg
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From: Sassy
To: Greg 
Sent: Tuesday, October 8, 2013 2:42 PM
Subject: Re: Connection
Hiya Greg! 
So great to hear from you! You’re making me smile.  
I’m usually free to pop out for coffee, but this week is nuts due to a special event.  My calendar is clear on Friday and I may even be off work, so I hope you can wait?  Explore a bit in email?  I don’t want to waste your time if I can’t be what you need.   
If it was a special night, where is your favorite place for dinner?  I’m always looking for restaurants ideas. 
Do you sing? 
How old were you when you lost your virginity? 
-S
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From: Greg
To; Sassy
Sent: Oct 8, 2013 3:32 PM
Re: Connection
Hi Sassy-
Too bad, I had that nervous energy before receiving your e-mail that is so delightful! 
Friday will work. What are you thinking?
I like sitting outside at Stella in the South End;  Harvest both outside and in; I used to really like Rocca in SE but it is now closed (haven’t been to its replacement).  I used to be a foodie, always going to new restaurants, however, the past few years I have toned it down.  I like less formal places like Ashmont Grill and/or D Bar, both in Dorchester.  I used to go to East Coast Grill a lot (before Ryles) but haven’t been for a while.  Too noisey and difficult for good conversation.
I was 16 and do not sing other than in my mind.
How long have you been on AM?  Have you had many relationships?  What would your perfect script be?
I am not worried about you not being what I need.  What should I know about you?
What is your real first name?   This is titillating!!
Look forward to hearing from you.

g
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Greg (Not God)

Monday, October 7, 2013
Ashley Madison message
From: Sassy
To: [redacted]
Date: Oct 7, 2013 12:45pm
Message:
Hiya G! Let me guess… Greg… George… Geoff… Gary or Gabe? Hmm… you aren’t GOD, right? 
How are you this murky morning? We need to make our own sunshine, eh? Thanks for your message! and for writing a profile without typos or checkboxes. I’ve been told I’m the nicest woman ever, a great communicator, very discreet, no drama… looking for fun and passion and a confidante. Is that you? 
If you’re ready to hug a big, tall woman, I’m fine your height. I live and work near you.  Want to see me?  I’m an office manager.  I’ve been married 17 years, no kids, two cats. We’re great friends, but no sex for years. I beat cancer two years ago. I’m whole and healthy now, but want to live life to the fullest! 
What can I tell you that would make you want to join in the fun? What sort of fun do you have in mind? Let’s figure out if we’re a match. 
-Sassy
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Date:  Oct 7th – 1:49pm
From:  [redacted]
Message:
Wonderful!! Greg is not too short!! 
Congratulations on being well and having a special zest for life. Lets chat more and perhaps meet for coffee? Where is good for you? 
My personal e-mail is: [redacted]@yahoo.com. Look forward to making a new friend. Greg
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From: Sassy 
To: Greg (@yahoo)
Subject: Connection 
Sent: Mon, Oct 7, 2013 7:01 PM 
Tap… tap.. is this thing on?  Greg? Thought I’d better check before I go further… 
-S
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A real message

Sunday, October 6, 2013
I got an email from Ashley Madison saying that a man had written me a message.  Wow!  Not a wink or a favorite (which are free) but a real live message that cost him money!  I clicked over there to look at it.  
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Date:  Oct 6th – 12:36pm
From:  [redacted]
Message:
Another Virgo here. I think I fit the bill, save 2″ in height. I live and work in Boston, married 30+ years, grown children, HWP, and love a good conversation over a good meal. Please let me know if you would like to share more. Peace G
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Interesting message!  Short.  Sweet.  Polite.  The mention of his “sign” is a huge turn-off.  I don’t believe in that nonsense.  But the rest seems fine.  At least I know he read my profile.  He mentioned food!  🙂  
I looked at his profile.  He’s a little older, a little taller than I am.  Married.  He wants something long term.  Never smoked.  And no check boxes!  Yay!  He wrote a good sentence for each section – no typos!  No mention of sex.  When he said what he wanted… it sounds like me!  He seems like a real guy looking for a nice woman.
Do I want to jump in again?  I am really tired of getting to know someone and just starting to like them when they disappear or turn out to have some kink I can not deal with.  I decided to sleep on it, make up my mind tomorrow.  
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A sex menu

Thursday, September 5, 2013
·       4:50 PM The Lawyer: hi there, sweet one!
·       4:56 PM Sassy: hiya!
·       4:59 PM The Lawyer: how are you??
·       5:00 PM Sassy: I am great! You?
·       5:01 PM The Lawyer: plugging along… thinking good thoughts??
·       5:01 PM Sassy: Oh yes…
·       5:02 PM Sassy: Thinking of things we did… other things we might try… you?
·       5:02 PM The Lawyer: mmmmn…. always open to new ideas… 
·       5:05 PM Sassy: I am torn… what we did was sooo good. But it could be fun to try other things… hmmm
·       5:05 PM The Lawyer: hmmmn… always good to keep what works and add to it!!
·       5:07 PM Sassy: I keep replaying it in my mind.. and smiling!
·       5:08 PM The Lawyer: mmn… that’s good…. I certainly enjoyed myself!!
·       5:11 PM Sassy: I am so glad to hear you say that!
·       5:12 PM The Lawyer: did you ever doubt it????
·       5:13 PM Sassy: I hate to admit it but I have had a lot of fun with other guys and thought they did and then… I never heard another word from them. Total silence. I HATE THAT! I want to think you are different.
·       5:15 PM The Lawyer:  aaah… that’s not all that unusual, but I understand that it’s pretty annoying
·       5:17 PM Sassy: If you ever need to take a break or go… promise you will say. I know stuff happens… you can see that I am patient, forgiving… will re-open doors…
·       5:18 PM Sassy: But I hope you don’t have to!
·       5:20 PM The Lawyer: fair enough– and the same with you– but for now, I’ll enjoy our moments together!! now, back to that bucket list of yours…. 
·       5:22 PM Sassy: List kid that I am, I’ve actually been thinking of making one for you… sort of a menu
·       5:22 PM Sassy: Hope that isn’t too weird
·       5:22 PM The Lawyer: not weird– hot!
·       5:23 PM Sassy: Two from column A and one from column B… hee hee
·       5:24 PM The Lawyer: sounds good… I can’t wait to order from the menu!!
·       5:26 PM Sassy: I have to run! Have a great night!
·       5:26 PM Sassy: Just tell me when and where.
·       5:27 PM The Lawyer: you too! talk soon

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Home safely

From: Sassy 
To: The Lawyer
Sent: Tuesday, September 3, 2013 9:03 PM
Subject: Buffet
Dear sweet Tom, 
Made it home safely.  
Thank you for wonderful afternoon!  
You are made of awesome! 
-S
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From: The Lawyer
To: Sassy
Subject: Re: Buffet 
Sent: Wed, Sep 4, 2013 10:18:55 PM 
I hope I didn’t lose you!!   
yesterday was delightful… hope you’re ok!
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The Lawyer Finally Fucks Me

Tuesday, September 3, 2013
So it’s the day after Labor Day and I am home from work extending my long holiday weekend.  I’m bopping around the net when The Lawyer pings me and chats along.  Finally about 2:30 pm he asked if he could see me.  Today.  After 4 pm.  
I showered, shaved, clipped my toenails, then tossed on a dark blue t-shirt and summer drawstring pants over my trademark black bra and panties.  I made an online reservation for the hotel, then drove over there, checked in and texted him the room number.  And waited.  I sat on the king size bed, taking in the room.  I looked out the window at the industrial landscape and highway.  I tried to decide if I should be naked when he arrived?  Just then there was a knock at the door!  Less than five minutes after my text!
He gave me a great hug, and I breathed in his scent. He kissed me slow and steady, escalating slowly from little nibbles to fierce tongue duels and nipping, twisting his head this way and that. I groped his ass and savored being alone with him at last!
I unbuttoned his classic button-down Brooks Brothers yellow shirt, and played with his nipple. He took off my t-shirt and marveled at my cleavage! He turned me to take off my bra and his eyes filled with wonder! He makes me feel so beautiful.
I took off his shirt, and we were skin-to-skin.  Ahhhh…. he sighed beautifully.  
He told me he wanted to sit me down on the bed and take off the rest of my clothes, if that way okay.  I nodded and he did it.  I watched him take off the rest of his clothes and draped them carefully over a chair.  I stared at his body and he shrugged, saying, “Not bad for an old man,” and I assured him he was not bad at all!  
He joined me on the bed and explored down my body, ending up between my legs with his mouth and fingers working magic.  Yowza.  I squirmed and shrieked and told him how amazing he made me feel!
  
I returned the favor, licking, twisting and pulling, then sucking loudly on his perfectly shaped straight mushroom top shaft.  He gasped and moaned and then whispered sweet phrases before he lost his ability to speak.  When he was very close, he asked me to stop.  I told him I like to swallow but he said he wanted to be inside me when he went over the edge.  He got up to grab a condom from his wallet and I helped him roll it on.  
We easily played our way through five positions starting with doggie which seemed like a big treat for him but I think of as standard… he got so deep!  Then we were side by side… him behind me, his right hand on my clit, his left under me on my breast, his cock buried inside me, pressing up… in and out… mmmm… he kept whispering “so sexy” and I believed him. 
I rode him like a good cowgirl for awhile, while he played with my breasts, then he flipped me around and lifted my legs to go in face-to face.  He had the most amazing look on his face… like this was THE BEST THING EVER!  It made me smile.  He flopped down and pulled me on him to ride again cowgirl style.  Amazing stamina this guy!  He asked if it was okay for him cum now… and I nodded.  He sped up a bit, bouncing his hips and pressing into me, then scrunched his face like this was hard work, groaned and filled the condom.  I clenched and pulsed and collapsed onto him.  
He rolled over to dispose of the condom, then returned to cuddle.  I asked if he was done or could I play some more.  He said he is usually done after he cums, but I was free to try.  I kissed my way down his body, told him about my juices flowing down my legs and how fabulous he had made me feel… I kissed his nipples… his belly button… his hips… then focused on his cock with my hand.  It sprung to attention quickly and he chuckled.  
I licked him from balls to crown, then took his entire shaft into my throat in one gulp.  He gasped and marveled at how I had made him ready again.  I played with his balls, asked if he’d like some ass play.  He told me he is vanilla, can be happy with the basics, but I can do what I want.  I rimmed him gently and he twisted in an odd way, so I went back to sucking him, bobbing up and down, pulling him into my mouth until I was rewarded with a stream of hot white cum!  I swallowed every drop.  He said that had not happened in a long, long time and I smiled.  
He said it was getting time for him to leave and headed to the shower.  I asked if I could talk to him while he did that and he said that would be great!  I used the toilet and we chatted.  He marveled at how comfortable it is to be with me.  I told him I enjoyed myself, and hoped to do it again soon.  He said he’d check his calendar.  I didn’t believe him.  
We continued to talk as he dressed and was transformed back into the button-down lawyer. I stayed naked until after he left.  He kept looking at me like I was the beautiful woman in the world.  
Right at the 3-hour mark about 7 pm, he kissed me, opened his wallet to put the cost of the room on the table by the window, and left.  I had a moment of feeling like a prostitute but it passed.  Reimbursement for the room.  It’s fine. Really. 
I dressed and rested a bit, coming down slowly from the high of great sex.  I found another blogger on chat and shared my joy!  
I was starving, so I picked up take-out from The Ninety-Nine restaurant across the parking lot and headed home to eat.  
I sat at my desk and told the gang in the chat room about my adventure.  They were astounded that he came back after a year, and that he finally followed through.  And that it went well.  And I finally got back in the game after the mess in July.
Yes indeed.  Miracles do happen! 
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Planning to meet The Lawyer

Tuesday, September 3, 2013
·       11:44 AM The Lawyer: hey there!!!
·       11:44 AM Sassy: Hiya!
·       11:45 AM Sassy: Just emailed you.  : )
·       11:46 AM The Lawyer: oh, good– I loved your story— could picture you… and me.
·       11:47 AM Sassy: Yay!
·       11:48 AM The Lawyer: mmmm…. the concept of your fear of thunderstorms enhancing the excitement of the two of us makes me want to take you to a storm belt!!
·       11:49 AM Sassy: Mmmm…
·       11:49 AM Sassy: just think of me whenever the thunder rolls…
·       11:49 AM Sassy: the charge in the air
·       11:49 AM Sassy: Do you like storms?
·       11:53 AM The Lawyer: so tell me… will i be able to unleash the wild girl inside??? I sure hope so!
·       11:54 AM Sassy: I forecast there is a 99% chance.
·       11:54 AM The Lawyer: I do… I like everything about them– the heightened pressure, the anticipation… the unexpected crack of thunder…. it is a very sensual time….
·       11:55 AM Sassy: Man… you can write.
·       11:56 AM Sassy: You’ve charmed the demure lady, held Sassy in your arms… I say the wild girl will get what she needs to appear.
·       11:56 AM The Lawyer: not me…you’ve created this enticingly sexual scenario, I’m just riding it!!
·       11:58 AM The Lawyer: I want her at her wildest, most wanton…. that will drive me wild!
·       12:00 PM Sassy: Wanton is such a great word.
·       12:00 PM Sassy: I have to shower… find me again soon!
·       12:00 PM Sassy: Think of helping me get clean… then dirty… then clean again!
·       12:00 PM Sassy: Mwah!
·       12:01 PM The Lawyer: that’s exactly what I’m doing… thinking … and… anticipating
        12:46 PM The Lawyer: out of the shower??
·       1:17 PM Sassy: Yes. All clean, shaved, clipped, moisturized…
·       1:19 PM The Lawyer: mmn…. shorn completely, or trimmed?? delicious!
·       1:20 PM Sassy: Oh! That area is natural. It came back kinda sparse after I lost it to chemo, so I don’t mess with it.
·       1:21 PM Sassy: You trim your special hairs?
·       1:23 PM The Lawyer: I don’t — I work on the assumption that any manscaping might be noticed and therefore start questions that would be difficult to answer!
·       1:24 PM Sassy: Ah… very true. That’s fine. I like it natural so I can play with it.  : )
·       1:24 PM The Lawyer: I’m looking forward to getting to know you–in so many ways!!
·       1:32 PM Sassy: Yes please.
·       1:56 PM The Lawyer: mmmn…. your schedule??
·       2:06 PM Sassy: Open except 9-1:30 tomorrow
·       2:10 PM The Lawyer: mmmn….. today?
·       2:11 PM Sassy: Sure 
·       2:12 PM The Lawyer: hmm……….. wow
·       2:12 PM The Lawyer: that’s exciting…
·       2:13 PM Sassy: My husband has my car until 4 pm…
·       2:13 PM The Lawyer: your choice of place?
·       2:14 PM The Lawyer: I couldn’t leave before 4 if that’s ok with you
·       2:14 PM Sassy: Sure. Sounds perfect.
·       2:15 PM The Lawyer: wow!
·       2:15 PM The Lawyer: where would be good?
·       2:16 PM The Lawyer: you mentioned a place near you– the la quinta?
·       2:19 PM Sassy: I’m checking online to see if they have a room.  : )
·       2:19 PM The Lawyer:  : )
·       2:25 PM Sassy: They have rooms, $165 plus tax
·       2:26 PM The Lawyer: ok– if ok with you, I’ll bring cash
·       2:27 PM Sassy: I can get it down to $156 with Triple A.  : )
·       2:27 PM Sassy: One king bed and me? Sound good?
·       2:30 PM The Lawyer: one king bed and you sounds delicious!!!
·       2:31 PM Sassy: Okay… I’m going to do it. Think now… be sure. Don’t stick me with hotel room.
·       2:33 PM The Lawyer: will not stick you with it– I expect to leave early and meet you there– my cell is [redacted]– text me or call with room # when you arrive!! I can’t wait!!
·       2:34 PM Sassy: Yay! If something happens, call my Google Voice number at [redacted]
·       2:35 PM Sassy: It looks like a CA number
·       2:35 PM Sassy: but goes directly to my mobile
·       2:35 PM The Lawyer: excellent!
·       2:37 PM Sassy: I’ll bring water… anything else you like?
·       2:39 PM Sassy:  Directions: Take I-93 North. Exit 29. Bear right immediately onto Route 28 north. Take 1st right, wrapping around courthouse onto Middlesex Avenue alongside the Assembly Square Mall. Take a right onto Cummings Street at The 99 restaurant, hotel is on the right. Free parking.
·       2:41 PM The Lawyer: bring you!!
·       2:42 PM Sassy: Oh yes.
·       2:42 PM Sassy: A thought for the back of your mind… if you have fun… you could meet me there for an early breakfast in the morning, too.
·       2:43 PM The Lawyer: oooh….
·       2:43 PM The Lawyer: sounds really good!
·       2:44 PM Sassy: Just sayin…
·       2:44 PM The Lawyer: Hopefully I should have recovered by then.  ; )
·       2:45 PM Sassy: Doesn’t always occur to people that check-out isn’t until 11 am or so
·       2:45 PM Sassy: Maybe too much… or maybe not.
·       2:45 PM The Lawyer: will be fun to find out!!
·       2:47 PM Sassy: total with tax is $175.09
·       2:47 PM The Lawyer: ok… I’ll bring cash
·       2:49 PM Sassy: It’s a pleasure doing business with you.
·       2:49 PM The Lawyer:  ; )
·       2:49 PM Sassy: Thank you… btw
·       2:49 PM Sassy: It seems a crazy amt to me… but it will give us a lot of possibilities!
·       2:50 PM The Lawyer: we will enjoy ourselves
·       2:51 PM Sassy: Oh goodie goodie goodie!
·       2:52 PM The Lawyer: can’t wait– see you soon! now I must hustle!!
·       2:52 PM Sassy: Okay.  Will text with room #
·       2:53 PM The Lawyer: mmmm!! see you soon!
·       3:53 PM Sassy: Leaving now.
·       3:58 PM The Lawyer: see you– leaving in 5

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September Storm

From: Sassy 
To: The Lawyer 
Sent: Sunday, September 1, 2013 8:04 PM
Subject: The Storm 
The Storm
He made it inside just as the first thunder clap sounded.  BANG!  It started to pour as he walked past the living room windows.  Wow. That was close.  He loved thunderstorms!  He was very tempted to stand outside to watch the storm.  Maybe even dance in the downpour.  But there was something more important he had to do. 
He knew where to find her.  He shed his clothes as he made his way to the bedroom and sure enough, there was this lump the size of a person under the blanket. He rubbed where he thought a leg might be, and a slight whimper filtered out through the covers.  There was a crash of lightning and another big boom, and she shrieked. 
“It’s okay.  You’re okay.  I’m here,” he said calmly, trying to be soothing.  He crawled into the bed next to her.  She clung to him and wrapped herself around him, burying her head in his chest, trembling.  He couldn’t believe she was still such a wuss about thunderstorms.  She was so brave about almost everything else. 
But he knew how to distract her.  He put his hands on her back and rubbed gently.  He explored up and then down, surprised that she was naked.  He pressed her ass so that she fit tightly against him.  She moaned sweetly when she felt him hard against the top of her leg.  She shifted her head up and grabbed his head with her hands, kissing him frantically.  He slowed her down a bit, pressing his tongue into her mouth at a leisurely pace and making more soothing noises. 
“We have plenty of time…” he pointed out, squeezing her breast and teasing the nipple.
“Fuck me,” she whispered fiercely.  It sent a shock wave through him.  He loved it when she talked dirty to him.  Everyone else saw her as an ultra-polite, demure lady.  Only he knew about the wild girl inside.  She was turning the intense fear into another emotion, putting it to good use.  Smart girl.  
“Yes, ma’am…” he chuckled.  He hugged her, pondering which position would be best. 
“Fuck me now,” she urged him. She wasn’t going to let him go slow today.  She flattened him onto the bed, straddled him and pressed him close, shifting her hips to rub him against her.  He could feel her dripping already.  It made him a little crazy.  He shifted slightly and she took him inside her and began to move.  Up and down she went.  He put a hand on her hip and one on her breast, twisting, teasing…
He knew her inside and out, as much as any person can know another.  But it never stopped surprising him how tight and hot she was, how he fit inside her like a sculptor had made him to be there and made her to make him feel so incredible every single time.  When he first touched her as a green boy, he realized that she was different.  He had felt an emotional connection for ages, but when they finally kissed, he felt a physical connection to her that he never felt again in his life.  Special, comfortable, exciting… and at times, inflammatory.  Chemistry.  That had never changed.  He thought he would get tired of her, stop thinking about her, stop wanting her… but it never happened.  Sometimes it drove him crazy, when he couldn’t get to her.  When he could and he couldn’t get inside her fast enough.  But it was the best kind of crazy… it made him feel alive.  Kept him young.  Made them both happier than anything or anyone else.  And the most amazing thing was that she felt the same way.  He marveled over that every day. 
She stopped moving… sensing that his mind had drifted.  He snapped back to her body and what she was doing, putting a finger at the top of her slit and flicking her most sensitive spot.  She sighed in pleasure and started moving again, rising up, arching her back and driving down on him again, shoving him so deep inside…. and then out again.  Her tits looked amazing when she did that!  It was the sweetest form of torture… so hot, so wet, so…. hmmmm.. he could not think when she was like this.  He could feel… oh, man could he feel!  Every nerve in his body was on fire.  And he craved the heat.  She kept turning up the temperature… taking him closer and closer… and then stopping.  She was panting.  She leaned over and kissed him again, sucking his tongue, twisting her hips… damn.  He felt the magic start.  He wasn’t going to last long if she kept this up… it was as if every muscle inside her was trying to squeeze him, milk him… whoa, baby.  What a woman…he thought she was going to make him peak.  But when he thought he couldn’t take it another moment, she stopped, flipping over onto her back on the bed.
She lay there breathing loudly.  He tried to figure out what she was up to.  She turned to him and kissed him, wrapping herself around him on her side.  She stroked him, then put her hand lower, caressing his balls, pressing the spots she knew would send him soaring.  His breath grew ragged.. what would she do next? 
She pressed a finger inside his ass.  Oh, wow… she was really trying to push all his buttons this time!  His hips rocketed off the bed.  She pumped in and out, whispering in his ear.  “You like it when I fuck you, don’t you, fella?  Like it when I give your ass the love, eh?”  she said, making a little sucking sound.  He moaned.  She knew just what to do.  She moved down his body, putting her mouth where her hand had been, licking his cock and sucking it deep into her mouth, then kissing his balls and sucking them and finally sticking her tongue in his ass!  He moaned and trembled.  She could be such a vixen! 
That was it.  He rolled over, pulled her legs up to his shoulders, and dove back inside her, pumping, deep, long strokes while she moaned and then screamed, her head thrashing from side to side.  He watched her shake, felt her hips crashing up against him.  She opened her eyes and the look… the look nearly made him explode.  So many words popped into his head… lust, passion, fire… love.  No one loved him like she did.  Her mind, her body… it all went together to make him know… mmmm….
There was another big thunderclap and she jumped.  He went wild on her, his hips thrusting in and out, hearing the slap of his balls on her skin and her moans… he let go, let his body take over, let the pulsing inside her trigger the flow…. he filled her, shooting over and over inside her, grunting and moaning and… exploding.  He collapsed beside her, feeling his heart beat, listening to her breathing… smiling. He did love thunderstorms!  And her…
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From: The Lawyer 
To: Sassy
Sent: Tuesday, September 3, 2013 11:32 AM
Subject: Re: The Storm 
yes.  I want.   every bit.     amazingly hot!
Are you afraid of thunderstorms?
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From: Sassy
To: The Lawyer
Sent: Sep 3, 2013 11:44 AM
Re: The Storm
Good morning hot stuff, 
I hope your September is off to a good start.  I’m at home today, trying to get into trouble on the internet. 
So glad you understand my story!  
I do have a gut level irrational terror whenever there are thunderstorms.  I am fighting it.  I usually hide under the covers but actually got out on my balcony Sunday morning!  This story helps.  I try to read it when it’s storming.  And that got me thinking about you.  🙂 

-S