Protected: HER FIRST TIME : CHAPTER 11 – 20 (20+ STORY)
HER FIRST TIME : CHAPTER 11 – 20
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HER FIRST TIME : CHAPTER 11 – 20
To that braless lady in the mirror she said aloud:
“You have been a bad girl in your mind, honey. But you escaped. You got away with it, I guess.” The woman didn’t look happy at escaping though.
She tucked the pretty little panty into her dirty clothes bag and pushed it back into her suitcase.
The new fallen snow made the traffic slow and silent through the darkness. She was a little unsteady from the alcohol, but under control, she thought.
Turning the lights out, she examined the quiet scene so serene before her. Tears welled up. Not big tears, not a lot of tears, but tears. She fondled her breasts, so soft and pleasant without the bra.
“Ohmigod, he didn’t give back my brassiere.” She said aloud. She thought of how excited he had been when she took it off to please him.
“Now that, my girl, was naughty!”
The phone jangled, startling her. Was someone sick? She wondered. But no, she knew it was going to be Robby.
“Hello…” quietly, tensely.
“I can’t sleep … I was wondering … oh, and I have your bra … I have a bottle of Grand Marnier … maybe we could have a final nightcap?”
“Oh, Robby…” she knew her voice sounded low and seductive, but couldn’t help it. “You have escaped; girl … let it go … you can’t go there…” all the sound arguments went through her mind.
And she disobeyed. She felt heaviness in her chest. But her nipples were traitors and wanted to be petted some more.
“Please? I’m lonely … the storm looks so pretty…” she heard him say.
” … We shouldn’t … might spoil a good memory…”
Silence.
He waited.
” … ok…” in her smallest voice.
He hung up.
She thought a moment … then touched the redial button.
“Yes…”
“Robby … you can’t … you can’t fuck me!”
There was silence at the other end. “Yeah … see you in a minute.”
She felt immediately guilty for saying it. She would not have said something like that if she were sober.
Quickly, she opened her suitcase. Mostly dirty clothes. Two fresh pairs of panties. “Good!” she examined them, picked the prettiest and the least worn and slipped them up her legs. “Why are you picking the prettiest?
You aren’t going to show them to anyone! Right!” All this she heard in her head through the wine haze.
She thought to repair her lipstick, then glanced in the mirror to see how she looked without the bra. The soft fluffy bathrobe was big but that fact made her look cute, she thought.
Soft tap at the door.
He was standing there in his white fluffy robe.
“I was in my robe. OK?”
“Sure.” Katy could barely speak. There was a catch in her voice. The thought of inviting someone ‘not her husband’ into a hotel room for a nightcap was completely beyond the rules she had always lived by.
HER FIRST TIME : CHAPTER 11 – 20
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