My lips are dry and my heart is racing and he’s not even here yet. This guy. I’ve spent twenty months lusting after him. He’s post-doctoral fellow in my psychophysiology lab. He’s tall. He’s blond. He’s English. He’s a rock climber, for crying out loud. And he graduated from Cambridge University’s MB/Ph.D. program when he was only twenty-six […]

Back at his apartment, Charles’ respect for his own rules is disintegrating. “That’s definitely third base,” I pant. “Your knickers are still on,” he says, continuing to lick and suck at the cotton. I’m spread on his bed and he’s between my legs. He’s shirtless, but I’m down to my underwear. And soon he’s nudging […]

I’m not wearing a bra – bras are of no particular use to me – so I’m standing in front of him, naked from the waist up. “Oh my god,” he says, and in the darkness I can’t see his face well enough to tell what he means. My breasts are never a worry to […]

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