Me, the Stranger and the Redeye to Boston
Copyright© 2021 by MariannaLove
Chapter 18
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 18 - Lelani has a crazy series of events on her way to the airport. While stuck in traffic, she gives herself pleasure and meets a Hispanic man named Mario. She promises to meet with him upon her return to Florida. On the flight to Boston, she meets an attractive older gentleman and has an insane sexual encounter
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Interracial Black Female White Male Hispanic Male Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex Big Breasts Public Sex
It was almost 10:00 pm before I got home. I had to drive around and clear my head. As soon as I walked in, I saw my babe sitting on the sofa reading a book looking over the top of his glasses.
He looked at me, “I was just about to call. Everything okay?”
“Yeah,” I said as I walked over to kiss him, “How’s Bill?”
“He’s resting. He leaves Friday morning.”
I snuggled next to him, kissing his neck. He knew something was up. He chuckled, “What’s wrong?”
I looked into his baby blues and sighed, “So Mario kind of knows I’m pregnant.”
“How?”
“He stopped by my townhouse tonight and heard me talking on the phone. He doesn’t know that the baby is his ... only that it could be.”
He took off his eyeglasses, “Well, I suppose we will handle it accordingly. It doesn’t matter if he knows. We are all adults. We can figure this out.”
“Really.”
“Of course, come here.”
I laid my head on his lap and he played in my hair. “Next week is the cruise. We’ll have a great time and when we return, we’ll talk to your family and mine. Then we can plan our wedding.”
“Wedding? You haven’t proposed to me.”
He chuckled, I felt him move around, he pulled something out of his pocket, I sat up, he held out the little black box and opened it revealing an insane ring with bling, “Richard?”
“Will you?”
I grabbed him kissing all over his face, “Yes, yes, yes,” I said as I straddled him. He placed the ring on my finger. I looked at it, “I love it, babe.” I kissed him again, “If your son wasn’t here, I’d fuck you right here on the couch.”
He lifted me, “You can do that in the bedroom.”
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