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When his first finger slides with her tight body, she almost comes up off the bed. I feel her gripping my finger, and he slowly slides it in and out, caressing her unhurriedly and tenderly. When he knows she's ready, he adds a second. Devon's hands are big, which makes two fingers more than satisfactory for the woman he's pleasuring. He picks up the pace as he lets her body, moans of pleasure, guide him. Using his other hand, he spread it open wide on her lower stomach, holding her hostage against the oncoming storm. He lowers his mouth and sucks within her lips when he has her firmly in place. The sensations cause her to come with force against his mouth and on his hand. Her wetness surrounds him, the sounds of her release filling the room, driving him wilder than ever before. As she slowly comes down from the clouds. He stands up before her. His eyes hold her captive, and he quickly removes his boots, socks, pants, and boxers until he's standing before her with nothing but a smile.
"You didn't forget about our breakfast plans this morning?" I wiped my face trying to clear my rogue thoughts. "No, I haven't forgotten." "You got one hour to get ready. I'm a growing boy. I need to eat breakfast." He says, tapping me on the nose before he walks away. When Devon turned, he presented an impressive view of his muscular and tight backside. I was completely flustered now and weak at the knees, it had been too long, or this was not the Devon I remembered, especially his disposition. "Whew! What a way to start a morning. Today is going to be an interesting day. I can't wait to see what the conversation will be like or how it will turn out." I stood there thinking as I leaned against the door, partially smiling. I couldn't help but smile and roll my eyes at the same time at how my heart was beating. For the first time since leaving the hospital, I smiled as I dressed. But I kept reminding myself not to get swayed so easily. I needed to contain my emotion and wait. **
"So, where are we going now?" I asked Devon as he drove off. "I know you think I forgot all your pleasure spots and points.” “No, after last night, I know you haven’t forgotten.” “Are you flirting with me, little lady? If I don't do this one thing, you will be upset." "What on earth on you talking about now? Are you sure you are describing the right person? I'm not that young lady in those wedding photos who was easily impressed. So whatever you think you still know about me, I could have changed." "I don't think so..." Devon teased. "You change this one thing I'm talking about? I don't think so. That's unlikely." Devon says, looking over at me as he's driving. "No, when I think about it. I've changed. I probably like doing this more now than I did back then." He said, winking at me. I squinted at him, trying to figure out what he was talking about now. "I love it when I have you all worked up and confused, in a good way. Especially with that look on your face. Listen carefully
We entered this very upscale nightclub of famous and elite business people. Once we were seated, we made small talk, and before I knew it, I finished my second strawberry delight and rum frozen drink. I felt good, perfect. I slid from my chair, tugged on my thigh-length dress, and took Devon by the hand. Then, moving with precise steps in my Navy blue stilettos, Devon followed me to the dance floor. "So you do know me after all!" I said, looking back at him over my shoulder and grinning happily. I didn't recognize the song, but it had a beat that wouldn't quit! The club sat at the edge of our city, surrounded by a spectacular view. The exclusive nightspot tucked away in this private part of town is owned by someone Devon knew that is famous. It dished out music that drew the tourist who wanted to socialize, enjoy the upbeat sounds and dance the night away. Whirling strobe lights give me fractured glimpses of Devon, who I guided into the gyrating crowd. When we started dancing, Devon
I It has been almost three months now, and my memories of my marriage and life with Devon have not returned. True to his word ever since he's asked to date me. We have been spending time together, he has taken me to the movies and out to dinner several times, and we have gone for walks, and I've even joined him at the gym. We have had many waves of laughter, and it's almost like I'm reading a good romance novel, and I am the leading lady in it. I must admit I'm starting to develop feelings for him. He's nothing like the man I saw so vividly in my brain. Last night in the wee hours, something came to my mind, and I can't figure out if it was a bad dream or reality. But I recalled hiding in a closet. I remember the feeling of being terrified and asking someone for help! When I woke up, hop out of bed and went to look at the closet in the bedroom, and it wasn't this closet. I immediately went looked at the photo album to see if something would come to mind. I see these pictures of me
Once they got on the plane Zari slept most of the way there. Devon took advantage of the flight by doing some work. When they arrived at their destination he woke Zari up. "Sweetie we're here." The sun over the beach today was bright with a light breeze coming off the ocean. The drive was filled with laughter. The atmosphere was filled with a saucy combination of romance and excitement. When they got out of the rental car, Devon took the hand of Zari as she smiled at him. He was so happy she was comfortable enough to aloud him to hold her hand. They walked to a good spot on the grass and laid out their beach towels. There were only a few people out this early in the morning. "We will go to the beach as it warms up some if that's okay with you?" "That's sounds great. This place is so beautiful." Devon becomes spellbound as her thick shiny black hair falls away from her beautiful face while her eyes are still closed. Devon's gaze drank her splendor down like a fine wine. She notice
When they arrived at the grass bungalow Zari was surprised. "Is this where we are staying tonight?" "Yes, and dinner will be served shortly. Tell me do you remember anything about that night?” “I’m sorry Dev, I don’t. But tell me everything. I want to know how we met.” (Events will be told in real time three years ago) Tonight a group of clients came in of elite status. Filling the room were attractive women and equally handsome men came pouring through the doors. It was time to start serving the guest. Crowds of happy people full of spirit began mingling with one another. They were served at the open bar a variety of alcohol as they engaged one another in conversation before they took their seats. All the tables had assigned to two or more people. Zari looks at her Ipad for the seating chart. She's been assigned to the left side of the room. Things quickly got busy. Zari worked her way from the front of the room to the back, smiling and taking orders. Then a handsome man came i
“Wow, I’m impressed. I can’t lie and said I recall any of it Devon. But it’s beautiful how we met. It really is.” Devon couldn’t deny he wasn’t a little disappointed. But this trip was all about rekindling their closeness and the love they felt before. When their meals arrived they enjoy their deliciously prepared foods. While laughing and talking, something Zari was gradually getting more comfortable in doing. The evening was so lovely and not a bad thought entered Zari's mind once. The view and the person she was with it all felt like a dream a very good dream. We danced together under the moonlight after dinner. Song after song we danced. Devon looked into her eyes and couldn't hold back anymore. He kissed his wife. Zari was shocked at first, but then she realized how much she enjoyed it. The kiss was tender and sweet and unforced. When he backed away, he saw a hint of a lustful eye in her gaze, and went back for another kiss. He made this one longer. Zari held onto his shirt kno