Monique and John - a May/November Romance - Cover

Monique and John - a May/November Romance

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Chapter 25

Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 25 - An aspiring young architectural student sets her sights on her older widowed neighbour.

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Reluctant   Romantic   Fiction   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Safe Sex   Voyeurism  

I followed her into the ensuite, still dazed from what had just happened.

She turned her back to me, glancing over her shoulder. “I’m still wearing the plug,” she said playfully.

A groan escaped me. “You’re torturing me.”

She reached back, removing it slowly, biting her lip as she did. “I need to clean this, but ... it’s going back in after we’re clean. And you’re going to put it back in for me.”

I exhaled sharply, watching as she washed it carefully before handing it to me along with a small bottle of lube.

I coated the plug in lubricant, following her whispered instructions as I slowly pressed it back inside her, watching as she sighed in pleasure.

Her eyes fluttered open, filled with heat. “Perfect. Now, let’s get dressed. We have errands to run.”

As we dressed, I pulled on a pair of loose-fitting slacks and a comfortable button-up shirt, still mindful of my bruises. Monique, however, took her time, making sure I was watching as she slipped into a barely-there black thong, the thin straps hugging her hips deliciously.

Next came the short black skirt, which rode up just enough to make me wonder if she had any intention of keeping herself covered. Then she put on a white lace bra, the delicate material sheer enough that I could just make out the darker shade of her nipples beneath. When she finished buttoning up her white blouse, she turned to me with a wicked grin, arching an eyebrow.

I exhaled slowly. “You are going to kill me.”

She gave a slow twirl. “Do you like it?”

I smirked, stepping forward to pull her against me. “You already know the answer to that.” My hand slid down her back, stopping just above the plug she was now wearing again. “Are you seriously going to walk around in public with this inside you?”

Her lips parted slightly, her breathing uneven. “Mmm ... yes. And you’re going to think about it the entire time.”

I groaned. “You’re dangerous.”

She kissed me lightly before stepping back. “Come on, mon amour. You need a new phone, and we need groceries. Let’s see if you can keep your composure.”

I highly doubted it.

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