Horizons (3)

She reached behind her, her fingers playing with the lacing at the back of her dress for a second. Then, she pulled it apart, letting her dress sag forwards. Another quick pull, and it was just a pile of fabric, lying discarded on the floor in front of her.

Alleyways

She pulled on his hand again, forcing him to follow her between the two buildings. Her stiletto heels clattered with every step, and the echoing in the alleyway sounded like gunfire. He gulped a little, but followed her blindly, as always.

Glass

So, I realized that I haven't posted a solo scene in a long time. So, here we are.

She noticed the mini-rainbow on the pale wood of the desk and smiled. She loved rainbows. But for the moment, she was busy with other things.

Peep Show

She couldn’t see their eyes, but she knew they were watching. That was the point. She took a deep breath, her breasts rising - to the delight of her audience - as she stepped forward, towards her co-performer.

Chaffeur

The night was cold and dark and quiet, except for the occasional hoot of an owl overhead. They could see lights flash by, headlights from the cars, broken by the trees. They had pulled their own car off the road, behind a thin screen of trees, where they should be hidden from view.

Stockings

Her fingers tripped easily down the buttons of her shirt, popping each one out without hesitation, allowing the fabric to fall open and expose her soft, voluptuous cleavage. The cool air was divine against her skin and she waved the edges of the garment a few times to enjoy the breeze. Then, slowly, gently, with his eyes watching her, she slipped the shirt down one arm, then another, and tossed it onto the back of the chair.