An Inevitable Reaction...

A curious bone struck her that night. All the girlies were tied up for girls night and she was left to her lonesome. Still young and curious yet bold and spontaneous. She wasn't going to let other people determine her vibe. She had been having a great hair day, skin was glowing, body is tea, she had been working on herself for about a year now. It was time she let her alter ego come out and play. She calls herself Ronnie.

Ronnie laid back on her bed scrolling the gram seeing what was happening that night. Fingers striking excitement when she narrowed her options down to two places. Both musically inclined, drinks and food. Perfect for what she had in mind. An easy set up for her to meet new people, and a dope layout for picture taking and vibe setting. Dressed in all black to blend in with the crowd and smoking hot innocence to take the lead.

Her hips had a slow vibrate when she stomped down in her high heels. One foot in front of the other as her hair picked up in the wind. Her lips poached in gloss with a fragrance of warm peaches. She walked in to the place with keen eyes. The setting had a gold glare to it. The ceilings were high and the lights were dim. This place was the perfect match.

The music played from one of the local Dj's was vibe settling. Your typical weekday felt like a Friday night. The place was covered with kin folk, all smiling, dancing and having a good time. Ronnie sat down at the bar to order a drink, when he suddenly appeared. Sitting to the right of her. His hands appeared first, then his scent, and then his eyes. Flushed in happy hour specials he greeted me with kindness.

"Ma'am, can I recommend your drink of choice?" He saw that I was flustering around trying to figure out what to order. I greeted him with my eyes back, "Why yes you can". One drink after another and you can slowly feel the weight of the world coming off of your shoulders. Just enough to get a high on life for a few moments. Soon no one else was in this bar but me and him. Everyone else vanished and time stood still.

You could feel the heat rising off our bodies. Our rings created a circle of fire around us as we indulged in eye fucking, and soon real fucking... An inevitable reaction.

Un amour doux et dur Sacré.

A soft love and hardcore fucking,

Shoulders pinned together like needles and thread,

Eyes rolling in awe suffocating orgasm after orgasm,

Spitting into her mouth like a wishing well of fluids,

You can hear her siren off through the world of dreams while the angles sleep,

Her softness turned to darkness as she begged to be spanked,

She begged to be choked,

His dominance was a calling for her wet pussy,

He ate through her soul like a Sunday night dinner,

His name spelled out on the ceiling in tongue,

She could blink her eyes and still be cumming,

Today, tomorrow and yesterday,

That night she fell in love with a stranger,

How the hell was she gonna tell her husband...