Stories are like sex. Sometimes it's a pleasant break from the world to while away an hour reading a long tale with lots of complex characters and exotic places. But then there are those times when a quickie will do just as nicely to return one's world to tolerable order.
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Abby entered her apartment reaching back to lock the door behind her. Taking a few more quick steps into the kitchen she dropped her keys and laptop on the counter while carelessly kicking her heels off across the room.
"What a day!" She dreaded Mondays but this one was especially rough meeting her new boss. If it wasn't for the fact her new boss was really hot Abby might have had her head screwed on better.
But, however difficult the day might have been it wasn't anything a nice glass of Cabernet Sauvignon couldn't remedy.
Her phone buzzed an incoming text. It was Simon. "Nuts."
She had dated Simon a couple times after an impassioned moment impossible to ignore trapped in the building elevator. But aside from him being ten years her junior it felt a little too close living in the same apartment building. Abby had been trying to figure out the best way to let him down. It was hard, though. He was mature for his age finishing his last year of college. And he was such a hunk!
Simon...Hey
Abby...Hi Simon
Simon...Haven't seen u for awhile. Just checking in.
Abby...Yes. Been busy
Simon...I get it. Me too
....Been thinking bout you :)
Abby...Oh?
Simon...Yeah. Really enjoyed our last date.
Abby...Your kidding, right? After I spilled an entire plate of spaghetti in my lap?
...Not much fun for me!
Abby had finished her glass of wine and poured a second, turned on some Rihanna and was making her way into the bedroom before Simon came back.
Simon...Sorry. Forgot. Must have been really embarrassing.
Abby...Shit. I was too drunk to notice.
...You were a real gentleman though.
Simon...Thanks. I guess my mother raised me right.
Abby...Speaking of Mother. Any luck finding a new place?
Simon...Not yet. Don't think my mom wants me to move out. Says she'd be all alone.
Abby...Don't know how I feel about dating a younger man who lives with his mother.
Simon...I know. But we've always got your place?
Abby...How many times do I have to tell you I can't keep doing that. I'm breaking all my rules for you.
Simon...What do you mean?
Abby...Remember how I said I'm not comfortable having sex at my place? I want the choice of leaving to be mine?
Simon...Oh, yeah. Right.
Abby...Simon. That one time we did it in the elevator was very special! But I've never done anything like that. And I'm not sure we should keep up this little affair we're having.
Simon...Yes. That elevator was special. You were fantastic!
Abby...Simon! Do you understand what I'm trying to say?
Simon...Yes. I can read between the lines.
...You don't enjoy having sex with me anymore.
Abby...No. That's not it.
Simon...Then you do like having sex with me?
Abby...Look. I just want to get undressed and take a shower. Maybe we can talk later. I'll call you .
Simon...No. Please don't go!
...Mom's gone. I'm bored out of my wits.
Abby...Really?
Simon...Yeah, I've been thinking about you all day.
Abby...Let me guess. You're horny.
Simon...You must be telepathic. Yes. I'm lying here on my bed thinking about how gorgeous you are and can't stop thinking about all the things I'd like to do to you.
Abby...Were you paying attention when I said I'm tired? It's a bad time for me right now. I had to put up with a new supervisor today.
Simon...Sorry about that. Yeah, bosses can be a real pain!
Abby...You have no idea!
Simon...Why don't you tell me about it. It might help to ventilate. Let off some steam.
That last text stopped Abby in her tracks. Texting in between undressing she was just about finished ready to sign Simon off when a new idea had just presented itself.
The tall redhead harassing her all day had consumed her thoughts the entire afternoon. Her original goal had been to let it build up until she could get home to the privacy of a hot steamy shower. But maybe their was a better way to resolve the unresolved and have some personal fun at the same time.
By now Abby had almost downed her second glass struggling out of her jacket, blouse and unzipping to push down and step out of her pencil skirt and slip. Unsnapping her garter straps and now unconsciously removing her nylons she was thinking, reassessing her situation.
All she was finally wearing was the matching black lace bra and panties she occasionally wore to work. Sometimes she caught herself sinfully smiling. This special underwear concealed by her unassuming business attire made her feel risqué and sexy. By the time she'd get home she was so aroused a hot shower was the perfect atmosphere to indulge in a nice quickie. Except for the alternate excursion that one afternoon trapped in the elevator with Simon for 20 minutes.
The way that cute smart aleck looked at her. He was all sweaty having just finished a run and she was horny and dying to get to the shower after a long day. After just a few minutes it was so hot even she was sweating. Casual conservation diminishing, his sweatshirt getting damper, her skin feeling hot and flushed. And he wouldn't stop staring at her! It was all she could do not to look back.
He could probably even smell her. Her panties were so wet. All she could remember was her resistance finally broken and taking the plunge, jumping him, forcing her tongue down his throat. It was one of those risky moments planted permanently in one's memory that might result in unforgettable shame and embarrassment if he hadn't forced her back into the corner.
They tore at each other's clothing. He tore her skirt ripping at the zipper. But she didn't care. She yanked her skirt up over her waist barely quick enough to make room for his cock to slither past her panties and slide right into her lathered pussy. She'd never forget how awesome it felt to have that young buck's hard cock forcing its way into her over and over. The elevator might start moving again any second!
She had never come so fast! Their hot bodies mashed together in sweaty clothes. She was too incensed to be concerned about his muscular body seizing, emptying everything inside her.
She should have cut it off right after that but he was persistent. They had passed each other for months but didn't even know each other's names until she agreed to go out with him after their serendipitous elevator incident.
The sex after that was good but never quite rang the bell like that first time. She knew she needed to end it. However, she was uncomfortable brushing this one off unlike other guys who made passes at her.
The phone chimed another text removing Abby from her trance.
Simon...Still there?
Abby...Yes!
...Ok. Let me get another glass of wine. I'll call and we can talk for awhile.
Simon...No. Can't do that.
Abby...Why?
Simon...I've lost my voice.
Abby...How'd you do that?
Simon...Screaming karaoke at a bar last night.
Abby...Shit! That sucks. You ok?
Simon...Yeah. Will be better tomorrow.
...Let's just text. I'm really enjoying it
Abby...Yes. Me too
Abby had meandered out to the kitchen and poured another glass working her way toward the sofa just avoiding tripping over one of her shoes. She set her glass down on the coffee table. It felt good to get her clothes off. Probably best to close the living room blinds. Don't need any peeping tom's getting a free show.
Abby nestled down longways along the sofa snatching her trusted afghan blanket and positioning it just so up to her waist. To insure easy access.
There. All set. Wine and phone in easy reach. Everything except the vibrator and some lube. Probably unnecessary. A little too tipsy to get up anyway. The wine was starting to have its effect, "Slow down, Abby. Try to relax."
Simon...Hello?
Abby...Sorry. Still here. Just getting comfortable so we can talk.
...I mean text.
Simon...So, tell me about your day. You said it was rough.
Abby...Yeah. We got a new supervisor. I think she's going to be hard to work for. A real bitch!
S...Really?
Abby...Absolutely!
Simon...Why is she a bitch?
Abby...I don't know. She just makes me uncomfortable. She's one of those people who just has to get in your space. And I think she's got it in for me.
Simon...How's that?
Abby...After we were introduced today she seemed to be giving me more attention than the others.
