Thursday, June 23, 2005
WE ALL GET WHAT WE WANT Part Five
Part Five.
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"Are there any women here?" Maddox asked.
"Yes, of course, but the real ones bring the fire," said the stranger. "And to be fair, so do you. Therefore I suggest to make the best use of your imagination. You can choose from anything you can remember or can imagine. Memory seems best," He said standing up and walking a bit away.
"That is all I need to tell you except that my time (smile) is up and we will not ever meet again."
Then he turned toward Maddox and walked slowly toward him and extended his hand. "have a nice time," he said as he shook Robert's hand and disappeared like the Cheshire Cat, the smile leaving last.
"This is a fucking nightmare!" Maddox yelled at the empty studio.
He slumped to the couch and thought of Jennifer and the first time he had met her...and suddenly there she was. Robert brushed her red hair back over her shoulder and touched her cheek. He said nothing, but gently pushed her down on the couch with a long kiss he reached down and pulled her legs under and around him.
He began to unbutton her blouse seeing each undone button like singular snapshots. White soft breasts, pink bra, red blouse pulling away a bit at a time. Slowly. No words, just a slight moaning.
He was burning with desire. She never said a word as he pulled her skirt and panties off roughly and mounted her aggressively. He wrapped his arms around her torso so he could feel her breasts on either side. Later as he thrusted in rapid fashion he pulled her hair back so she could cry out.
"Grab my ass" he commanded. And she did fiercely. Three short thrusts then the bang. Three playful moves then Bang Bang.
She responded to his every whim. Whatever he thought for her to do she immediately knew to do. His intensity grew until he exploded inside of her in an insane rush. The couch nearly broke.
Robert was done then he thought about her and how he had not pleased her. But she was gone. The clock hummed quietly on the wall.
There was only Maddox, the couch and the empty studio.
The couch needed to be cleaned.
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Final chapter is coming sports fans.
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