Description
"She looked dishevelled, her lipstick was smeared, her hair was frazzled, her shirt was wrinkled and off center." -- Ongoing development, please leave a comment if you enjoyed it, also would love input on where to take this erotic story, this one is based off a real life experience. -- "I went in for a hug, and I noticed her hair was a knot in the back. Being a news anchor she was usually picturesque. I flipped the light switch on to get a look at her. " "Oh hun, you ok?" -- She's one of those women that would turn heads doesn't matter where we went, and if around men, you could see them visibly frazzled. And it was something that always got me excited, I enjoyed showing her off and got addicted to the high it would give me when other men would look at her. But our relationship took a turn, it became an adventure of a lifetime. "I leaned in to kiss her lipstick smeared lips, the red lipstick spread across her philtrum down past her labiomental groove. Her lips were so soft, and I could still smell Steve's faint cologne on her soft, supple caramel coloured skin. She opened her mouth as I penetrated her with my tongue. I took in the way she tasted as she wrapped her lips around my tongue and gave a little suck, as I pulled out, releasing my tongue to ask. "How did it happen though? Doesn't he have a girlfriend?" "My cock was rock hard by the end of the short email as my imagination ran wild. I kept thinking of the best and worst scenario. The thrill of imagining her in such a situation was making me jealous, but turning me on. All I could do to clear my head was masturbate over and over to the thought of Sophia in one of those little costumes, being felt up by a complete stranger in a room full of people. My cock was sore, my balls empty like a gassed out vehicle, dessert dry. "
She works the 11pm late-night newscast
