Hard Fall
“Since he needed a furnished house, he used a complaint about the furnishings as his pretense for getting her upstairs. But she knew better. The sexuality had grown so intense on the drive over that neither had said much. As she climbed the stairs, she felt her knees weaken.
Carl opened the window. Midmorning light streamed in, followed by a slight breeze and the distant, melodious accompaniment of songbirds. In the relative silence, he directed her to the edge of the bed and ran his hands in her hair. She closed her eyes. “That’s delicious,” she said. He kissed her mouth and she welcomed it.
Carl scooped an arm under her knees, lifted her off her feet and set her down gently on the bed. He opened her blouse and his shirt and he pressed himself against her. Tears fell from her eyes. He asked, in a voice she could hardly hear, if he should stop. She shook her head no.
He gently stole the remainder of her clothes, lost his own onto the floor somewhere, and sat alongside her. Tenderly, ca...refully, he browsed every inch of her with fingertips that felt like feathers.MoreLess
Carl opened the window. Midmorning light streamed in, followed by a slight breeze and the distant, melodious accompaniment of songbirds. In the relative silence, he directed her to the edge of the bed and ran his hands in her hair. She closed her eyes. “That’s delicious,” she said. He kissed her mouth and she welcomed it.
Carl scooped an arm under her knees, lifted her off her feet and set her down gently on the bed. He opened her blouse and his shirt and he pressed himself against her. Tears fell from her eyes. He asked, in a voice she could hardly hear, if he should stop. She shook her head no.
He gently stole the remainder of her clothes, lost his own onto the floor somewhere, and sat alongside her. Tenderly, ca...refully, he browsed every inch of her with fingertips that felt like feathers.MoreLess
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