Intimate Strangers

Intimate Strangers Intimate Strangers

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

This is the story of Anne and Jim and the event that takes place in his apartment one cold winter evening. It is the event that will change their lives forever. They are two familiar strangers, who inevitably lose themselves in each other to find the raw, savage and hungry beast that was asleep for so long.

Summary

This is the story of Anne and Jim and the event that takes place in his apartment one cold winter evening. It is the event that will change their lives forever. They are two familiar strangers, who inevitably lose themselves in each other to find the raw, savage and hungry beast that was asleep for so long.

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Submitted: January 01, 2013

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Intimate Strangers

A V&E Production.

The wind whipped at the windows, rattling them in their frames. Jim sipped his coffee and checked his email. Nothing much. Some spam, some GroupOns for restaurants he'd never try. Maybe something good was in the real mailbox. He thought for a moment about changing into something other than his pyjamas, but that would be a commitment to not going back to bed and curling up under the covers.

He hustled down the stairs of the apartment building to the mailboxes. The glass door kept out the wind, but the stairwell wasn't heated. He yanked open the mailbox door and grabbed the envelopes inside, before something outside caught his eye.

She was standing there, across the street, watching him. Anne. Jim clutched the mail to his chest and stared back, a little surprised that she'd returned. The last conversation they'd had, right before Christmas, implied she was done with him.

She was bundled up against the cold in a wool hat and scarf, but her cheeks were red, stung from the wind. A thought popped into Jim's head of the last time she was here. Her other cheeks red from his hand. He shook his head, clearing the thought from his mind, and opened the door. Anne stood for a minute, watching him. For a second, Jim thought about stepping back inside and forgetting she was there, as the wind cut through his pyjamas and housecoat. But before he could do that, she was walking across the street, her big black boots crunching the snow.

She stepped in the doorway and kissed him hard, one gloved hand grabbing him behind the neck and pulling him against her cold lips. His tongue pushed past them to find the warm wet of her mouth. She let go of Jim's neck and he took a step back.

"Not wasting any time, are you?" he said with a smile.

"None at all," she said, placing her hand against his chest and running it down to his pyjama bottoms. She grabbed his hardening cock through the flannel and gave it a firm but playful squeeze. "Aren't you going to invite me upstairs?"

Instead of replying he looked down at her face. He took her in silently, hungrily; the soft blackness of her long wavy hair, the cat-like slant of her eyes and the curve of her silky red lips. The thought of those lips nibbling and sucking on his balls made his cock ache for her touch. He needed to take her, now.

 

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Thank you to all our monsters,

V&E.

 

 

 


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