I sat in the sun lounger; my drink half way to my mouth with she came into view. It was those long, long legs that froze my hand. My eyes travelled upwards past the white shorts to a pair of perfect tits encased in a small bra, then my mouth dropped open for it was Sara, my own sweet wife.
A story in the Tales From The Shedd Universe
I was writing. She was on a date. We made eye contact. She left with her date. I have several ideas outlined as to where this story could go. I invite anyone who would like to carry this story on further to contact me and we'll see what happens.
Does a woman's professional sexual past preclude falling in love with her? This young man will find out because he is strongly attracted no matter what she does or did.