Size Ten and Doggie-style Sex
Those local friends of mine who’ve been kidding me all year about my baggy jeans will be happy to know I stopped by K-Mart yesterday. You were right. I’m definitely a size 10 now, so I bought a few pairs. Time to retire my waaaaay too baggy size 12s.
It’s not that I’ve been on a diet or anything. The truth is I eat all the time. But I went back to being a vegetarian 6 years ago, and I’ve lost weight every year since then, including 6 pounds in the last year, it seems.
The funny thing is I wore a size 10 in high school. And you know what? My figure looks the same as it did back then. Even better, because I exercise now to stay toned, and I didn’t in high school. Okay, back then I was too busy chasing boys and fucking like a wild rabbit. Of course, I still do that (the sex, not the chasing), so I guess I haven’t changed much since I was 18. Oh, well…
Anyway, who would’ve thought I’d have the same figure at 52 that I had at 18? Not me. Back then I thought 30 was ancient; forget 52! Silly me. Now when I think about 30, all those yummy guys I know in their late 30s and early 40s come to mind. Dear Goddess, that’s such a fuckable age! Stamina, experience, and all that tasty, lickable male flesh. Whew! Is it getting hot in here, orwhat? But I digress…
Yesterday was a totally insane Monday. Really. When I got back to my office I had so much work to do I didn’t eat lunch until 4:30. And Wes usually comes home around 5:30 for dinner. Uh-oh.
I knew there was no way I could finish up for the day until 6:30 or 7:00, so we stayed in last night, and I fixed a vegetarian pizza for dinner.
After I serve the pizza, I sit down and say, "Let’s play a game while we eat."
Wes gives me a pained look, but I ignore it.
"Since we can’t have sex for a few days, let’s play cyber-sex," I continue. Yeah, you heard me right. Wes developed a fever blister, and I do NOT mess with herpes, so all sex is off limits until he heals up.
"Why?" he asks. "You’ve been cyber-sexing all day." He cuts a bite of pizza. "Why do we have to do it now?"
"Because it’s fun," I reply. "And I only did it for an hour today anyway."
He rolls his eyes and continues eating.
I know he’s never done cyber-sex before, so I say, "Okay, I’ll start. When you’re asleep at night, do you dream about fucking me?"
"Sure."
"What do you dream about? Tell me."
"Doggie-style." He gives me a wicked grin. What is it with men and doggie-style? They all act like it’s soooo kinky, and it’s like one of the basic sexual positions as far as I’m concerned. *shakes my head*
"Honey," I say, patiently. "Cyber-sex is not a one-word discussion. Describe it to me. Tell me how it feels. Give me details, ya know?"
"Okay," he says, looking exasperated. "It feels good."
"No, give me more description."
He glares at me like I’ve grown two heads. "This is boring."
I drop my fork. "Boring!" I exclaim. "I can’t believe you said that! You’re the only one who gets to fuck me. Do you know how many men across the country would love to be in your place?!"
"That’s the thing, darlin’," he replies, grinning slyly. "I don’t need to talk about it, because I’m the only one who gets to do it. And that’s good enough for me."
Well, he does have a point. Before I can think of a witty response I notice his long blonde hair spilling across his shoulders and his lean, tight bod. Suddenly, a wave of lust crashes over me, and my pussy starts to weep. Now all I can think about is his deliciously hard cock thrusting deep inside me, and how GOOD that feels.
Wes gives me a knowing look and winks.
Yeah, he’s the only one alright. And, oh, how I love it!
xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
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