Category Archives: Erotic Couplings

Things started innocent enough, I’d see him every day in the elevator, he worked on the 8th floor and I worked on the 7th. At first, I’d see him every morning and we’d exchange greetings but that was it. Soon things progressed to standing shoulder to shoulder and lightly brushing our hands against each other. Eight months ago things progressed even more…that’s an understatement.

I know almost nothing about him other than he’s taller than I am, has honey brown eyes, shoulder length blonde hair and he can make me have the most amazing orgasms in the time it takes to go from the parking garage to the 7th floor.

I first saw him over a year ago, it was my first day and he helped me find the office I was working in. I was attracted to him but never had the nerve to ask his name or any other information. Other than a little flirting and a little touching, we were total strangers.
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It was a beautiful fall day along Lake Superior in Northern Minnesota. The small house at Silver Cliffs was overflowing with revelers, celebrating the marriage of two young people, Jonathan and Samantha. The food, friends, and merriment was such an environment, that who would ever think anything could ever go wrong.

It was obvious to all that the new couple was deeply in love with each other, having been friends for years. He was a crewman on a rescue boat, she a fisherman’s daughter. The future was looking bright for both of them, and the new home on the cliff, built with the help of the townspeople, was fit for the occasion…….

……….Several years later
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Whenever Katie thought of her life, she always started it with “Once Upon a Time,” like the stories her mother used to tell her before she faded off to sleep. In those stories, the damsel or the heroine always had a perfect prince come rescue them, or did wondrous things that changed people lives. They also ALWAYS had a happy ending. Katie longed for happily ever after.

Who was to know that Katie would grow up so differently. When her mother read her those bedtime stories, Katie would envision wonderful things for her life. She saw the man next to her as someone she could always share with. Someone who she would long to reach out and touch, no matter where they were and what they were doing. Someone who would turn toward her as they were driving down the parkway and catch her looking at him, and smile.

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