It was one of those spring days that are just perfect. She sat on a bench by the pond watching the ducks swimming in the water. A soft breeze gently lifted her shoulder length hair from time to time. Soft scents from flowers blooming filled the air. Nearby was a quaint little shopping area. People were milling about, so she decided to do a little browsing....
She wandered into an antique shop and began to look around. There were some beautiful old things and some junk mixed in as well. She touched a lot of the items feeling their history in her hands. For some reason she was drawn to the back corner of the store. There, hidden among some furniture, was a mirror. It was exquisite. Large and ornate it just stood in its' frame propped up against the wall. She peered around to see if anyone was nearby to tell her about the mirror. There was no one! She reached out to run a hand gently down the frame.
She felt a strange jolt! Suddenly, in the mirror, a man began to appear. It was almost as if he were an apparition. He was handsome in appearance, in fact, she felt as though she had known him before. She just stared at him for the longest time. He beckoned to her with his eyes. They were inviting and tawny in color. They had a light about them, somewhat worldly. Mesmerizing would be a good way to describe them. Her eyes drifted shut as she felt myself falling into a trance.
When she opened her eyes, all her senses went on alert. She could feel every pore in her skin. Her face immediately began to blush with excitement and anticipation. She knew just what he wanted from her even though he didn't utter a word! Did she know him before? Possibly.
She felt as though she knew him intimately as well. He smiled at her with sure intention. "Hello, Leigh," he whispered to her as he lifted his hand to caress her cheek. Stunned was how she felt. How did he know her name? He spoke in a deep voice that vibrated right through her body. She felt a strange sensation, almost as if she were flying. He held his hand out to her. The next thing she knew was stepping into the mirror.
She looked around and realized they were no longer in the store. Somehow they had been transported into his world, a meadow field. The mirror was still there. There it was, propped up against a lone tree and they were still in front of it. She felt decadent! Outdoors, with the wind blowing softly around, she knew she was going to have sex with this man. The atmosphere was almost ethereal. She felt free to let herself go and take what she wanted. She wanted him! She wanted him buried so deep inside her pussy that she wouldn't be able to tell where they separated.
"Only you..." he said to her as she looked at him with sexual desire written all over her face. "You are the only one for me," he continued as he began to touch her breast. "We've been here before Leigh, do you remember?" he purred into her ear.
Her mind was working overtime. There was something there, foggy, in the back of her mind. Was it recognition of prior times? She wanted to repeat the hazy memory that she was having. To feel the sexual desires building inside of her. The wetness, the slippery heat.
Facing the mirror as he began to lift her hair away from the base of her neck. He gently blew against her tender skin. It tickled and aroused her at the same time. Then he pressed his lips against her neck. Her sundress was blowing softly, the skirt gently teasing her legs. Softly he kissed and licked all along her neck. Her legs were feeling weak and she started to moan. They slowly turned to face each other the trancelike feeling continuing. She wanted to touch him! His erection so much!
She wanted to take him in her hands. She placed her hands on his chest. He placed his hand on one of hers and slowly slid it down the front of his chest. He placed it right on his cock. She could feel how hard he was! Hard as steel! "This is what you do to me Leigh," he said "you make me want you beyond all reason."
