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Caroline was her name. I have known her for a short while, but in that short while we have had some of the most passionate nights that I have ever encountered. Caroline stepped from her house on that day hoping to seduce the man she was meeting. Her body was already excited by the idea of the man massaging her voluptuous body as he had promised. That man was me. For weeks all we had been able to share was a few short weekends getting to know one another. Caroline was aware as she stepped out of her house that I was staring at her. I couldn’t help but watch as her beautiful form moved to stand in front of me. Seeing her, I couldn’t help but notice the way her eyes seemed different. They seemed hungry. She was dressed differently too, not in the casual t-shirt and jeans, but instead in a skirt that left my eyes wandering down at every inch of leg exposed. To match, she was wearing a low-cut blouse that had my cock stirring from twenty feet. I had never seen her dress so provocatively, and I was surprised when she didn’t stop in front of me. A head shorter than my lean six foot frame, what she managed was only with the aid of four-inch heels that my distracted mind had failed to notice. I was unprepared for her kiss as she nearly tumbled us both to the ground. She grabbed me and pulled me in to lock her soft lips in a kiss unlike those we had shared before. Her hunger was in her lips as well, and I could feel my body responding directly to her passion. I couldn’t stop tasting her lips, the slight taste of strawberries and the overpowering sense of heat. I kept holding her until she pulled back to smile at me. “H- Hello,” I managed to stutter after some blood had returned to my brain. A wicked smile was followed by a simple “Hello” on her part. After staring down at her for a full thirty seconds, I realized that she was waiting for me to make the next move. I was not mistaken about her eyes, but I felt that I should feed another hunger first. I walked her around to the passenger side of the vehicle and opened her door. I couldn’t focus as she was so close and smelled so perfectly woman. A slight hint of mango reached my nostrils. I was intoxicated. My mind was functioning only on the most basic levels, and I foolishly allowed her to get into the vehicle and got in myself. My mind was scrambled from the kiss still, and I couldn’t focus on the road, nor could I do anything about my firm erection that I had just realized was creating a large deformity in my slacks. As we drove to the restaurant I realized that sitting through dinner was going to be difficult. “Umm, are you hungry, Caroline?” I managed to coherently ask my first question of the night. “I am very hungry.” In the way she said it, I knew that dinner wasn’t what she was talking about. My cock was causing me some discomfort and as I squirmed a little I knew that her attention was on my firm erection. I felt her warm hand on my leg, rubbing it slowly up |
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