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.

see you in the kitchen in five

eyes popped open. "You

grinned and replied, "I don't think you want to find

the kitchen. A minute later I heard her door open

had brushed her hair that had regained some gloss from the shampoo. She was wearing a T-shirt with Daffy Duck on the front. The shirt was

and said,

serious discussion tonight. Just relax and enjoy

She nodded her understanding.

red wine, a drink,

"White wine please."

want your steak medium rare or medium; if past medium, you have to cook it yourself

giggled, "Medium

sour cream or

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giggled again, "Both please,

poured a glass of white for myself and sat down. I said, "I want you to know that right now you are my good luck charm. I'm a salesman and today I made more sales than I've made in the last three weeks, which means one fat commission check a few weeks from now. So we're celebrating with good

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 never saw a

love often, but cupid only nicks me with the arrows since I fall out of

a million jokes, but sometimes get tongue tied when asked serious

"I'm twenty-three

to know tonight-you're twenty-three, pretty

even curious?"

set the table, get out the salad and dressing.

laughed and gave me a mock salute, "Yes

the wine bottle. My glass will be very empty by

and went to work as I took the

looked out over the Buckhead area and as the steaks were cooking I watched the traffic converging to the restaurants and shows in Buckhead. It was the beginning of the weekend, and people were starting