[PART 1] MF An Intimate Affair

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I send you a text, letting you know I'm on my way to your apartment. You open the door for me before I could even knock. Hello there, I say as I step into your doorframe.

There she is, you say to me. My favourite woman. You close the door behind me as I kick off my boots.

When I turn to face you, you swoop me into your arms and kiss my lips, lingering. I smell your cologne, one of my favourites. I've missed you, you say.

How are you? I look at you, coyly, doing well but hoping the evening will become even better. Shall we? You gesture up the stairs, I graze past you, making sure to gently swing my hips so you can watch, exactly what you like to watch, moving up the steps of the stairs.

I follow to the edge of the steps, to the landing, follow into the bedroom, a bottle of wine, unopened with two glasses. Under my coat I'm wearing a very thin black slip dress, a little lacy, partially see-through. My hair is down, gentle waves of curls tumbling over my shoulders.

I slowly begin to unbutton my trench coat, take off the belt and show you the black slip underneath. Ah, you say, I love the look, that's exactly the reaction I wanted, I say, plopping myself down onto the bed. I have a party to go to, a little later, if I'm not detained.

I lightly bite my lip, you lick yours in anticipation. You open the bottle of wine, pour a little into my glass before you serve yours. We toast, eyes locking, for we know what happens when you don't look at each other during a toast.

Bad sex is never an option, is it? I inch myself a little closer to you, you wrap your arms around me, gently caressing the side of my arm and my shoulder. I take my free hand and gently caress the back of your neck, right at the base of your skull.

You melt into my hand, powerless as usual. I gently take a sip of my glass before putting it down on the bedside table. I come back to you and I straddle right where you sit on the bed.

I wrap my arms around your neck, and I kiss you long and deep. Oh, there's something very eager in those pants of yours. You moan into my mouth as I gently rock into you, as I straddle your legs.

He says, I can't wait any longer, please. You gently close the door and you begin to unbutton your shirt, slowly looking at me. I sit down on the bed, watching you take off your shirt.

I gently take off one strap of my slip dress so it lingers on the side of my shoulder. You sit back on the bed and you gently push me down as you begin to send soft kisses along the side of my chin, down to my neck, to give it a soft bite. My breath catches.

I return the favour by gently putting my fingers on the side of your chin and turning it to the right as I meet the side of your ear, licking your earlobe, biting a little bite as I kiss from your earlobe down along your neck till I meet your shoulder. Give you another bite for measure, a little harder this time. You kiss me long and hard and deep as you slip your tongue in between my mouth.

Then you take my bottom lip and bite it with your teeth. You're becoming ravenous as our lips and tongues and teeth begin to gently collide against each other. You pull away from me.

I need to taste you, you say. I lie back as you slowly slip my dress up and above my stomach. You notice the lace, cheeky panties I'm wearing.

You give a sigh of approval, a sly smile across your lips. You look at me, asking the question, if you may take them off. I give you a nod and you ever so slowly peel them from my legs.