Second Chances
Copyright© 2025 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 11
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 11 - Is it possible for a reformed Hollywood porn star to reclaim her life in small town America, and get a second chance? Possible, especially when it's with the local sheriff, who has some issues from his past. After a chance meeting, their relationship nurtures and grows, hitting some bumps but moving forward to the inevitable climax. It's an erotic story, but more of a true love story. You can read a bunch of reader's comments for this story at Bookapy.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Masturbation Oral Sex
He smiled and started the car, pulling out of the parking lot and onto the road back toward town. He felt Carrie snake her hand into his.
“I saw the way you were looking at it, and I couldn’t resist. I’m sure it will look great on you.”
After a moment of looking at it, Carrie closed the box, set it carefully behind her seat, making sure it was secure and wouldn’t blow out on the way back, and then rested her head on his shoulder.
Rob’s eyes looked toward her when she did this, and he caught a glimpse of her right breast from that angle and saw a flash of black lace. She’s wearing the sexy one, he thought.
As he once again felt himself starting to get hard, he thought of how much he wanted to take her, to possess her, to pull off her clothes and make her see fireworks. He loved touching her breasts those few times, but held himself in check, not wanting to push things.
When she’d rubbed his crotch during that one particularly hot and heavy make-out session he thought he was going to cum in his pants.
I think we need to talk, he thought. Soon.
“Hey babe, I’m glad you liked dinner. When I said I’d make Italian, I’d hoped you’d be okay with chicken alfredo versus the traditional red sauce. I mean, I love red sauce, but Alfredo cooked from scratch, mmmmmmmmm good, ya know?”
Rob was looking over at her as he finished his piece of garlic bread. He was mildly concerned. Carrie just didn’t seem to be herself tonight. At first, he wondered if it was the food choice, but no, she seemed to really like Alfredo. Still, it was like she was ... distracted. Ah, Rob thought, maybe she got her period. That could explain it.
“I’m gonna’ clear these dishes.” He stood up, and saw there was some garlic bread left over, but noticed she was making signs to get up. “No no ... I got them this time. You finish up the garlic bread. I hope it wasn’t too cheesy.”
Rob wasn’t sure what to do next. He wanted to spend more time with her, but maybe she either wanted or needed to cut the evening short. Well, let me try something, he thought. If she wants to cut out early, she can just say so.
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