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Wicked Wednesday #253 — Haunted House

Eliza was glad that Rafe suggested that they go out to her favorite bar. She put on one of her favorite cocktail dresses, and looked forward to seeing Josephine and Fiona. Josephine was her favorite bartender, and Fiona was going to join them after her shift.”I still think it would be so fitting for you guys to get married at the Morris-Jumel Mansion…” Josephine said, pushing two Laphroaigs in their direction.”

“A haunted house for our wedding?” Rafe smiled at Josephine, and Eliza savored the smokiness of her drink behind a grin.

“It is a historical house,” Josephine corrected, leaning forward and sticking out her tongue Rafe.

“The historical house of my namesake Eliza Jumel,” Eliza smiled, taking another sip of her drink.

Rafe leaned back on his stool, and took Eliza’s hand.

“Yeah, no. We already have a locale for the wedding and the honeymoon…” he grinned, and kissed her hand.

And it was that romantic gesture from him, and the sudden pretense of romantic perfection and everything around her caught in her throat. Eliza thought of Terrence, and she was barely able to breathe or swallow.

She wondered where he was, what he was thinking, what he was doing, if he would ever be in contact with her again? Because she could not be in contact with him after what had happened. What had had to have happened, what they made her do…

Had someone known that they were lovers, and that was the reason why?

“Eliza? Are you okay?” Rafe asked her, and she realized that she was panting. Her heart raced, and she looked at him mute for a moment. Was she having a panic attack? She had never had one, but she felt unstable.

“I am fine,” she whispered the lie, until it was true.
My publisher Riverdale Avenue Books has an anthology based on the Morris-Jumel mansion–Eliza Jumel is a real person, and a namesake for my Eliza!!! You can buy a copy of the anthology here!
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Masturbation Monday No. 135

Nichy coaxed Carole’s breast out of the cup of her bra, biting her tongue as she flicked her friend’s nipple back and forth.”You know, Drew would have liked to have watched us…” Nichy said, kissing first and then biting Carole’s neck.

“On the airplane?” Carole panted, as she parted her legs and Nichy knew what she wanted. She wanted her to touch her pussy, as she had asked before.

It was dark on the plane, and Nichy stopped touching Carole’s breast and Carole audibly gasped. Nichy smiled, as she watched Carole slip her hand under her blouse and played with her own breast.

“Cover yourself with your blanket,” Nichy suggested in a whisper to her friend.

Carole looked at her with wide eyes, but then Nichy saw when Carole caught her drift.

The airplane was not crowded, and they were the only people in their row. The stewardess had just walked by, and they were both covered in their blankets.

As soon as she was a couple of rows up, Nichy watched Carole unsnap her bra from the back.

But now, instead of her breasts, Nichy slipped her hand under the blanket and touched Carole’s wet pussy. She kissed Carole’s neck as she circled her clit, and was startled when she felt Carole come so quickly.

“You came!” she whispered, as Carole continued to play with her own breasts.

“Yeah, you made me come.”

Nichy dried her finger from Carole’s come in her soft pubic hair, and then covered herself in her blanket again. Carole kissed her neck, and that was a turn on. She closed her eyes, as Carole undid her bra and her breasts were loose and under Carole’s touch.

Carole never touched her pussy, but Nichy came all the same because her breasts were super sensitive.

She knew that Drew would enjoy her texting him about it. Then she reached for her phone excitedly, and took a selfie of Carole kissing her neck, and dropped her blanket to reveal Carole playing with her breasts.

“Seatbelts–” the stewardess started, before Carole and Nichy turned to her both bare-breasted and she walked away…

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Wicked Wednesday #252 — Recollection

When Eliza went home, she wanted to decompress and forget about the day. Her recollection was too fresh, as she closed her eyes and put her hand to her head.

“Liza?”

She looked at Rafe, and could tell that he was very concerned for her. Opening her eyes wide, she smiled at him.

“Just a long day,” she smiled wanly. She knew her smile was weak, but that Rafe would let it go if she smiled at all.

“Poor baby,” he said, and wrapped his arms about her. Her ring was snagged in his shirt, and she pulled it away delicately.

“I’m okay,” she said, her head resting on his chest.

Eliza always felt so safe with Rafe.

He tilted her chin up at his face, and she closed her eyes as he pressed his slanted lips across hers.

She saw Terrence then in her recollect, she saw him when she went back into his office. Terrence had smiled at first when she walked in, but the tight way she pressed her lips together surely let him know it was not a visit for pleasure.

Eliza sunk more into Rafe’s kiss, to soothe herself. To make her forget the look on Terrence’s face when she let him go. She had not been able to say anything else, to him because he had grabbed his personal belongings, and walked around her out of the door of what had been his office.

She closed her eyes, and kissed Rafe deeper, wanting to forget everything but his kiss and his comfort.

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Masturbation Monday No. 134

Nichy was still lost in her thoughts, as she stared absently outside of the airplane. Carole returned to her seat beside Nichy on the aisle.”Nichy,” Carole whispered loudly. “I changed in the bathroom, I put on the new bra I got in Paris.”

Nichy was quiet, she had not gone to Paris with Carole. She had been with Drew, but it was nice now to be with her friend, who after she had met Drew…she had barely had enough time with…

“Instant gratification.” Nichy quipped.

“Come, you have to just touch the strap…”

“Carole!” Nichy exclaimed, in a loud whisper.

“Come on! You have to touch it, I almost got one for you in Paris but was not sure…touch me!”

Carole swayed in her seat, and hummed the melody to “Touch Me” by the Doors.

Lulled by Carole’s singing, Nichy did touch her bra. It was the softest lace, and felt like butter.

Carole moaned softly.

“Feels nice, right?” she asked her.

Nichy nodded even though Carole could not see her because her eyes were closed.

Carole kept swaying in her seat, and Nichy clutched the strap of her bra like a rein.

Was it an accident, or did she touch Carole’s breast of her own volition? Or was it with Carole’s help, since Carole’s hand was on top of hers?

Drew had said that he wanted to see the two of them get it on, and they had not.

But now, Nichy caressed Carole’s friend absently, loving the sweetness of Carole’s soft breast.

She had left New York, but she had not left the entanglements of desire that always seemed to web around her.

“Do you want to touch my pussy like that?” Carole moaned into her ear.

Nichy continued to caress her friend’s breast, as her whisper scalded her cheek.
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Sinful Sunday, Week 311 — Gelato

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Wicked Wednesday #251 — Necessary

When Eliza closed the door to Terrence’s office, Lila was standing outside of the door in the hallway. She almost gasped at the sight of Lila there.Lila’s smile was tight, even as she tried to seem casual.

“Can I have a word with you?” Lila asked, following her.

“Of course,” Eliza nodded.

They walked into her office which was at the end of the hall, and that was when everything began to move like molasses for Eliza.

“It is necessary to downsize Eliza, it is always awful when we have to do this.” Lila had said.

“But we just promoted him…”

Lila crossed her arms, and looked at Eliza with stern but gentle eyes.

“Eliza, it troubles me that this is necessary too, but it is…necessary.”

Eliza shook her head back and forth, after Lila walked out of her office and shut the door behind her. She put her head in her hands, thinking she had just walked out of Terrence’s office. Standing up, she looked out of her window and pressed her head to the cool glass which soothed her a bit.

Lila had told her it was necessary, but not right away. But it was necessary, and she was going to have to do it. She moved her head from the window, sighed and pressed her hand to her head. She went to open her door, but instead pressed her back to it and slumped to the floor sitting on her heels. Her eyes were damp, and she pressed them tight because she did not want to cry. She had to steel herself for what she would have to do.

It was not immediate, but as Terrence’s supervisor it was her job. She was going to have to let him go, and she did not know how she was going to…

…let him go….
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Sinful Sunday, Week 310 — Sh!

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Wicked Wednesday #250 — Dating Profile

Eliza stood in Terrence’s doorway, and as he looked at her, she caught a glimpse

of his dating profile on his laptop. She swallowed, and walked deeper into his office.

“I was just thinking about you,” he said, his finger on his screen as if to illuminate his dating profile.

Her mouth still felt stretched out from having been with Oscar, but being with Terrence at this moment, she was focused on him.

“Were you?” she questioned, her arms across her chest.

“Yeah,” he said. “Close the door behind you.”

Eliza walked backwards, and closed the door. She stood before him, and felt the run on her pantyhose tug at her toes.

“Yeah…” her voice trailed, and he watched her with keen interest and she wondered if he knew where she had been instinctively.

“I was looking at my dating profile, and I had not for a long time because I had no reason to and then I had alerts on my phone. People who want to talk to me. And there are women who maybe…but then you. You walk by my door, and I know I can do what I want because I can and that you will not care, but you…”

He looked up at her.

“Me…”
“You have spoiled me for the world…”
Eliza smiled at him, her lips stretched in a very different way than they had been stretched before. Terrence was so precious to her, and she knew exactly what she meant. He made her open up her heart in way she had never intended to. He forced her to make her world larger.

“You…” she whispered like a scream.

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Masturbation Monday No. 132

Nichy looked out of the window of the train, her heart raced as fast as the train did. Andrew’s hand was on her thigh, and that soothed her. Since they had been together, they touched each other constantly. It was more a thing of survival than anything else. They needed each other right now–if never again.

Paris.

They were headed to Paris, and Nichy clutched Andrew’s thigh. His surrogate thigh, because she remembered being in Paris with Tyler. Another friend, another time, but still Paris.

Andrew’s hotel room looked out onto every crevice of Paris, and Nichy pressed her face to the window because she could not see the Eiffel Tower.

And then she could.

And then she felt Andrew behind her, the press of his erection behind her parallel to the Eiffel Tower. He pulled her close to him, his hands squeezed her breasts as he clutched her to him and kissed her neck.

She heard the song, “Paris” by the Chainsmokers in her head dully. Her body was on fire from his kisses and the press of his shaft against her. Both scalded her, and he had not even gotten her to the bed yet.