Lara stood in the living room, wearing a spaghetti-strapped yellow sundress that accentuated her feminine curves, also bringing a radiant glow to her blonde beauty when she held on to a glass of red wine in her hand. She was hosting a party full of well-dressed guests, where her husband stole the show getting everyone’s attention. The people were laughing along with him. He had such a way to make everyone feel comfortable at the party.
As for Lara, she remained aside, leaning her back against the wall to the corner of the dining room, where she sipped her glass of Chardonnay. She saw a well-dressed black man bypass her and nodded when he walked into the kitchen. She made eye contact with him and smiled at him. Lara was intrigued by his marvelous looks, but only for a brief second, as she watched her husband entertain the crowd that surrounded him.
Then another minute later, the man that bypassed her leaned himself against the wall. He stood at the corner side of the wall and whispered something to her in his rich baritone. “Upstairs.”
Lara didn’t respond back, but the well-dressed black man didn’t stick around long. He moved on, making his way towards the stairs. Lara watched him go upstairs, before she set her glass of wine down on a table. She looked over to her husband, watching him make the crowd laugh. She wanted to make sure he wasn’t watching her when she slowly made her way upstairs. She was being very sly when she snuck her way up the stairs, making sure her husband didn’t look over to her.
She slowly tiptoed up the steps and made her way down the hall, until she reached her bedroom that was left, door ajar, with the lights on. Lara pushed the door open and stepped inside, where she saw this gorgeous dark and handsome sitting on the bed, patiently waiting for her to close the door behind her.
Lara did. The minute she closed the door behind her, she turned herself over to the man and watched him stand up. She admired the way he looked back at her with his long dominating look that could’ve made Lara weak in the knees. She loved the way he made her feel, as he inched closer to her. His hands were calloused, but his touch was gentle enough to make her melt into his body. Lara felt the evanescence when she met his gaze. He wore a look of determination, immediately causing her to undress without any command.
Lara slid aside one spaghetti strap, and then the other, immediately allowing her dress to fall below her perky breasts. The arabesque man looked down at her bodily assets, then he looked back at her with a grin before planting a kiss over her lips.
Lara was electrified with his kiss. His kiss was magnetic, like an incubus ready to suck the life out of her when it morphed into something erotic. She loved the way his tongue swirled against hers; she wasn’t so tentative when she returned his endearment. In the back of her mind, she could only imagine how much she wanted his tongue to be elsewhere.
Then in one swift move, the man picked her up and held her close, as Lara wrapped her legs around his back. She felt herself being moved over to the wall, beside the tan armoire dresser. Lara felt her body pinned against the wall with his hard body pressed against her. The two continued kissing until he broke away and set her down on her feet.
Lara was filled with enough lust to reach for his pants and unbuckle his belt. At the same time, the man leaned over to the side of her neck and laid wet kisses that had her skin tingling with delight. When she got the belt buckle loose, Lara reached to pull down his zipper. She reached down and pulled out his cock. He was large and impressive. Lara’s head was filled with dirty thoughts of what she was going to do to him. And without hesitation, she took his large, dark phallus in her mouth.