Bad thoughts 1.1

She was not my friend. She was not my beloved. She was not anyone to me. But i watched her with lust in my mind. It made me feel discussed with myself, what i saw in my head. She sat there, her face made up, her cloths fitted tight. I could see all of her curves. She was tall and had thick thighs. She was setted, but that was not enough to hide her backside. Her chest was perfect. It did not pour out of her blouse, but it was pronounced. I felt myself want to stand and aproach her. I wanted to, so i protended to. ￦ I sat beside her. I looked her in the eyes and told her my name. I had a smile that said, 'I am confident'. 'hello. My name is John. May I?' She smiled and nodded without a word. 'What is your name darling?' 'Jane, and im spoken for.' She said. Her suductive smile said otherwise. ' Well thats ok.' I sat back in my chair. 'Does your man mind you speaking with me.' I triedcmy mind at being slick. 'Not if we speak kindly.' She shimmied in her seat. 'Ill be nice.' I looked at her and licked my bottom lip softly but not to slowly. She giggled. Whe exchanged a few words and soon left. She needed a ride. So i took her home. Her husband was not there. She pointed out his parking spot. I knew this was my chance. 'Thank you.' She said. 'Your welcome. Your home is beautiful.' 'Do you want to see the inside.' 'Sure.' I followed her inside. Watching her hips and ass. I could barely contain myself. If she did not want what i was willing to give, i would be a sad man. As i shut the door her hand rapped around my wrist. She pressed ger lips on mine. Her tung slid across mine. I did not hessitate to pull her close. I gripped her sides firmly. I working my way down to her plump behind. I began to feel the blood rush into my penis. I kissed her neck and her chest. She pushed me away. I did not fight her. She smiled at me, biting her lip. Her shirt slowly lifted up. Revealing her flat stomach, then her cupcack spotted bra. 'You are a bad little wife.' 'Today i am.'

First of Firsts

This is for you. You dont know who you are, but this is for you. I remember that first day. The day I watched you. That day i could smell you, and feel you. It is clear to me; I held you in my arms, the cold brick wall against my back, I found something. In my arms was a beautiful girl, not yet aware of what awaited. You, sat between my thighs, your feathery hair pressed on my cheek. Your smile unaccompanied by a red blush; so beautiful. I poked your nose, you brushed away my tickle, just as i hoped. I did not see anything. You made me feel that darkness was engulfing us. Oh how i long for that day. How i long for that feeling, that undivided oneness i felt from you and I together. Soon my darling, the day will come were we will hold eachother close again. Untill then I write these tributes of love. -thepo For my darling kittycat.