Intimate touching Stories

The elevator was crowded as we descended the thirty floors to the Bellagio's casino. I stood clutching my husband's arm, on my right, when tall, dark, and handsome crowded in on my left. Almost immediately, I felt his hand brush my thigh. Hearing no objection, soon his fingers slipped below the hem of my little black dress. I heard him suck air when he found me bare, hot and wet. His fingers stroked my hard nub, and I shu...

It has been a year since my unexpected, acrimonious, and vicious decree absolute. He threw away twelve years for a nineteen-year-old pop tart. He said I was too straight-laced, uptight, and a prude. It has been nine months since my new year's resolutions included; getting back to the gym, cutting down on the wine, travelling more, and definitely no men. I have stuck to them all religiously. It has been five weeks since I...