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Audry, the seductress pt. 1
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A festive array of little lights danced across the plate on the hotel room door, in recognition of the key card. Then Audry twisted the handle, and she and Scott were admitted silently into the room.
The room was perfect -- clean, modern, and totally anonymous. A fantasy land for an adulterous liason. Outside, the thunderstorm was in progress, casting a softened light into the room as the rain beat upon the windows.
No need to close the curtains,
Audry thought to herself.
As Scott closed the door behind them, Audry turned to face him. She had been thinking about how she wanted to do this, as she and Scott had walked through the corridors to her room. No embrace. Not yet. Build up the tension. She stared into his eyes from a few yards away, smiled, and pushed down the top of her dress, watching him react to the sight of her large and delectable breasts. She hefted them in her hands, letting him see how subtantial they were, watching him swallow. Her fingers glided to her dark nipples, pinching, coaxing them to greater stiffness. She sighed in pleasure,letting him hear it.
He'll do whatever I want.
"Show me your cock, Scott," she said, letting her voice rasp with arousal.
Scott obeyed. He dropped his pants to the floor and pulled down his briefs. His cock strained upward toward the ceiling, twitching slightly with each heartbeat.
It looks so good. I can't wait to suck it. Wait, yes I can. It will be even better if I wait.
"Touch yourself for me, Scott."
Scott could see where this was going. She wanted him to put on a show for her, too.
All right, I'll give you a good look at what you're going to get.
Scott seized the base of his cock in one fist, turning slightly so that she could see how much of it protruded from his hand. Then he began to stroke it.
This is perfect,
thought Audry. She stared in fascination as Scott stroked himself, and unconsciously, her fingers intensified their twisting of her nipples. She saw Scott's eyes lock on to those nipples.
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