The Boner who could......Part 1.....NC-17 - Adults Only

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Stacy often wondered why her days always felt so long and unproductive. Her husband had been going back and forth on business trips for the past three years. This was his second start-up and Stacy had given up on trying to get him to see her. His frequent absence, even when he was home, had been taking a toll on her.

The children were not making it any easier either as every other week or so, she had to visit school due to some misdemeanor. Nevertheless, she tried to push on; she tried to stay happy; she pushed forth a lot of pretenses.

Lately, she has been having a deep desire; one that her husband would not have approved of. Constant reminiscence of Obrien had her visiting the restroom at work more often than ever. The black toy had become her new best friend but still, she remained unsatisfied.

The silicone and makeshift veins felt real but she missed the masculinity and sweat that came from a being covered in dark chocolate. She longed to be devoured and was dying to experience her first orgasm.

Although she had been married for eight years, she had never had an orgasm. But her husband didn't know that as he never took the time to check or to see to it that she did. She decided to stop pretending just two years ago as it was neither here nor there.

"Is this seat taken?"

The base in his voice made her clitoris jump and the gas in her stomach transformed into butterflies. This instantly made her feel full, more than the times when she was able to have breakfast. She looked up from her novel - "Fifty Shades of Grey" - and for a moment that seemed like a decade, she was lost.

He appeared very different from the usual Kingstonian and stood at 6 feet 2 inches. His built was quite muscular and he sported a well-groomed beard with locks as neat and tight as the opening between her legs. Strapped across his magnetic chest was a gym bag. His nipples protruding through his thin athletic shirt begged for attention.

The bus now became that locked away red room and the character from her novel came to life. She was now imagining all the things that she always wanted her husband to do to her - the gagging, the whipping, the humping, the choking---the "daggering".

"Fifty Shades of Grey" may have just been a novel to some persons, but for her, it was her reality that was yet to come through. It was the story of her life that she was yet to live. She has never spoken to anyone about the book, for fear of being judged. But deep down, she knew that this story was about her desires; her hopes; her longings; her aphrodisiac.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?", he repeated as he smiled at her blank face.

She shook her head, pulling herself back to reality.

"Oh oh, sure. I am sorry. Please, be my guest."

As he sat and the scent of his cologne hugged her nostrils, she felt a thrill run down her spine. Her muscles "quinted" in an effort to hold back the flow.

"Hi, I'm Obrien." he released with a soft warm breath as he reached across to take her hand.

TO BE CONTINUED....

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This was my first attempt at a short piece of this genre.

Let me know what you think.

Part 2 will be coming soon.

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Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed this one.

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