A Wondering Eye or a Wondering Mind
Copyright© 2011 by Crisscross
Chapter 2: They Both Get What They Want
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2: They Both Get What They Want - A married woman accompanies a friend on a shopping trip and learns her friend is shopping for more than antiques. When she learns what her friend has been up to she begins to have thoughts of her own about the subject and soon finds herself in a simular situation, Can she prevent herself from falling into the same trap.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual Fiction Cheating Size
It was almost two weeks later that I received a call from Ethan saying he thought he'd found the perfect lamp for me, he'd found it at a dealer in Boston and had contacted him. The dealer in turn had sent a photo of the lamp and a description of the details. It sounded exactly like what I'd told Ethan I had in mind, so he had went ahead and bought it, with no obligation for me to buy.
He said, "if it isn't exactly, what I you're looking for, I'll keep looking.
"Oh Ethan" I said, "you are simply marvelous, to have done that for me.
He laughed saying, "I would not have done it for anyone else," As Ethan talked I once again felt like I had butterflies in my stomach and felt that warm glow in my loins, I couldn't believe he was still having this affect on me, after almost two weeks not seeing him.
Ethan said, "you really should try to come over in the evening to look at the lamp. If it isn't what you had in mind, we could look in a couple of the new antique catalogs I've just gotten, to see If you could see anything else you might like."
"Plus, I'm really looking forward to making good on my offer of a nice quiet dinner at one of the outside restaurants and after dinner, a nice stroll along the dimly lit street's of the District, I'm sure you'll find it to be a very romantic way to spend an evening."
As he was talking, my mind went their. I was having dinner with this young, very handsome, dark Frenchman. After dinner and wine, we were strolling slowly down the dimly lit streets, stopping only to steal a soft kiss, then walking on.
"I heard his voice say. "Kate? Are you still there?
"Oh, yes, I, m sorry, something distracted me."
"Oh good I thought I'd lost you."
"No, I'm still here."
"Good, I would hate to have lost you, oh! and please, call before coming down would you Kate? "My father and I trade off going to the auctions, if I'm gone you'll have to deal with him and I would hate not seeing you again. Besides, I, m much better looking than he is," he said, laughing hardily.
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