Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Her Special PayBack: #2

I stared at her naked back and then down to the swell of her bare hips and the top of her ass. Maybe it's just me but a female's bare back is an extremely erotic picture; nature has a way of taking over-my cock was hard and my thoughts were

not pure.

"You really are an asshole Phil," I thought to myself.

I quietly shut the door and went back to the kitchen. One hour later the salad was made, the white wine chilled, the red wine open and breathing, and the charcoals in the barbecue were lit.

I went to the office and knocked. "Holly, wake up," I yelled.

Nothing.

Twice more I tried with the same result.

I opened the door and looked in. She had rolled over and was now on her side facing me. The sheet was still down by her waist and I saw her naked breasts. They were bigger than I had expected with small areolas and somewhat large nipples that were now soft.

I walked up the bed and pulled the sheet up to her neck. Her face, without the stress of her problems, was relaxed and prettier than I first thought.

I stepped back to the door and knocked loudly and yelled, "Holly, time to eat."

Finally she stirred and muttered, "Wanna sleep."

"Holly, open your eyes."

Her eyes finally squinted open. I could tell she remembered me.

I said, "I know you're tired, but you are hungry too. Go wash your face and come out to the kitchen. The steaks will be ready in twenty minutes. Are you going to get up?"

"But I'm really sleepy," she whined.

If I don't see you in the kitchen in five minutes, I'm going to find

eyes popped

don't think you

to the kitchen. A minute later I heard her door open and she went

shampoo. She was wearing a T-shirt with Daffy Duck on the front. The shirt was short exposing two inches of her flat stomach. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. She had jogging

at me and said, "I really want

Just relax and enjoy

She nodded her understanding.

red wine,

"White wine please."

medium; if past medium, you have to

"Medium

cream or both on your

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"Both please,

charm. I'm a salesman and today I made more sales than I've made in the last three weeks, which means one fat

name is Phil. I'm twenty-five; never married, but close twice before I got smart; I'm six-feet tall and tend to get fat when I don't work out in the gym. I barely got through college because I

with the arrows since I

tell a million jokes, but sometimes get

"I'm

I want to know tonight-you're

curious?" she

talk tomorrow. I'll be out with the steaks. You set the table, get out the salad and dressing. Take the potatoes out of the oven in

laughed and gave me

when you're done, join me on the balcony with the wine bottle.

as I took the steaks

and shows in Buckhead. It was the beginning of the weekend, and people were starting early. I felt her presence behind