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Tuesday Jan 14, 2003

Jan 13, 2003
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the thirteenth night:

i did a bad thing: i stole a piece of his clothing. his boxers.

i stole a pair from his laundry so that they smelled like him.

when i got home i pulled them from my bag shyly. first i pressed the thin cotton to my cheek. i slid my hands inside, i looked to see how thin and soft they were against my skin. i slid my cloth covered fingers across my lips and my cheeks burned with embarrassment and excitement.

i put them across my pillow on the floor and laid down on my stomach, my face pushed against them, inhaling him deeply.

at first my hands were slow, rubbng myself through my pants, i didn't fantasize anything, i just inhaled him and felt myself get wetter and wetter with his scent.

the more i inhaled, the more turned on i got. i began licking the fabric and grinding my hips agains the floor. soon i was on my back, the boxers wrapped across my face, my pants and panties pushed down to my knees, my shirt pulled up over my tits, my hands everywhere, fingering myself deep because i wanted him inside me so badly.

i reached for the phone, i called him at work. in quiet pleading whispers i told him what i had done, i begged him to forgive me.

his voice was gentle and deep, and it made me drive my fingers faster, harder. i begged him to come get me, to fuck me. i writhed and moaned while he listened, i panted and said the dirtiest things, i growled and groaned his name as i made him listen to me cum over and over for him.

before he hung up the phone he said my name softly.
holdensolo:
Mmmmmmmm Erotic thievery.

Thanks again, you rock my socks off biggrin
Jan 13, 2003
holdensolo:
Band practice - Sunday morning. Meet at the abandoned church where we first made love.
Jan 14, 2003

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