He seemed very intent on cutting his filet mignon.
“If you don’t mind my asking…what happened? Why did you split up?”
David glanced up from his plate briefly. “She was an alcoholic. I used to find empty gin bottles hidden in shoe boxes. I tried to persuade her to get help, but she refused.”
“Oh…I’m so sorry.”
David shrugged. “The last straw was when she started talking about having a baby. I knew she’d keep drinking throughout her pregnancy…with God knows what kind of results. So I gave her an ultimatum—rehab or divorce. She chose divorce.”
“God, that must have been rough. Did she ever go to rehab? Is she okay these days?”
David shrugged again. “Beats me. I wanted her out of my life as quickly as possible, so I gave her a large one-time settlement. We haven’t talked since the last meeting at our attorney’s office. I heard that she moved to California.”
I was shocked by his dismissive tone. I was sure he was just covering up his pain and disappointment. “It must have been so hard for you to end your marriage that way—”
“Gillian,” he interrupted brusquely. “I don’t like to talk about Anna. Let’s drop the subject.”
“Of course.” We were silent for a few minutes. I gave him a tentative smile and leaned forward. “I have a fantasy that I think will interest you,” I whispered. “Would you like me to tell you about it?”
“God, yes.” He caressed my cheek. “Tell me everything, Gillian. Tell me what you’d like me to do to you.”
I leaned closer and breathed softly into his ear. “First I want you to strip me—very slowly—in front of your dressing-room mirror. Take off everything except my panties. Then stand behind me and fondle my breasts. Rub your hard-on against my ass….”
“And then?”
“And then stroke my pussy through my panties. You know how that makes me so wet….”
We were back in our comfort zone—madly in lust. As soon as we arrived at his apartment, David dragged me by the hand to his dressing room. He followed the details of my fantasy exactly—slowly unbuttoning my blouse, unhooking my bra, unzipping my skirt. Each piece of clothing fell to the floor until I was standing in my panties and high heels. I faced the mirror and watched as he stood behind me and gently squeezed my breasts. My nipples immediately stiffened. I felt his hard cock rubbing against my ass. He left one hand on my breasts and slid the other hand slowly down my body until he reached my panties. He stroked my pussy through the silk of my panties until I moaned. I was dripping wet; my juice soaked the crotch of the panties.
He stopped for a moment, making me sigh with frustration. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. “Gillian…I want you to spread your cheeks for me. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.”
I spread my cheeks and felt the swollen head of his cock rubbing against my hole. David slid his hand under the elastic of my panties and massaged my clit until I whimpered. I came very intensely, ripples of pleasure running through my body. He pressed the head of his cock harder against my asshole; I heard his deep groan as I felt the warm gush of cum between my cheeks.
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