sarah_greer
11-20-2010, 12:17 PM
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From: Sarah Greer
To: John
Sent: Fri, May 21, 2010 10:14:39 AM
Subject: Last night
Dear John,
I do not know how to say this, or how you will take it, but I am decided to be honest and open with you, so here goes...
I had sex last night.
I am still in a state of delicious ecstasy but also of shock at what I did. All that I have written to you was fantasy, imagining, dreams (apart from the times I told you about John and Ian). Out here, still in town but winding down before going to the airport for my flight home, I am a nice lady - smart, well respected, at the top of my profession, mature and in control of my life and of my work. But inside, and last night, I was something else.
Last night I had dinner with David and his friend Richard, in the hotel restaurant. It was to celebrate a successful launch of this phase of the project that I am leading. It was a great time - we have worked hard over the past months, and especially this week, long hours and a lot of hard discussions and analyses done together. I work mostly with David, but there are many colleagues also involved. David is nice - very fit looking, young (for me) and flirtatious. He makes me feel good, because he compliments me not only on my looks but on my work and he says he finds me funny and bright. And I admit, I do notice not just his charm but also the fact that his body looks really trim.
Anyway, the meal was good, and the company too. I do not drink a lot, and I did not drink last night apart from a glass of wine, but I felt good - girlish, young, attractive. David is very transparent, naive in a way - it is so obvious that he would like to have sex with me, I find it charming that I can see so clearly what he wants instead of there being all sorts of annoying pretences. And he desires me in a way that is fun - I don't know how to describe it other than to say that he obvously would like to get me naked, see and touch my body, and fuck me, but all for fun, for the moment. It is quite refreshing.
Well, last night both David and Richard were flirtatious. It was very funny, and very nice. Nothing heavy, just exactly right, I enjoyed myself so much being the centre of attention like that. At the end of the meal, I scolded them, in fun, and said I was old enough to be their mother. Richard said, that if I was old enough to be their mother then I was old enough to be their MILF. Do you know what a MILF is? I did not, and that caused much hilarity, they thought that was so funny. A MILF is a Mother I would Like to Fuck. When David explained, I was so shocked. Even though he makes no secret of the fact he would like to sleep with me, I have always thought it was a bit of a joke - flattery to be enjoyed but not taken further. But when he said that - and he said it in a serious voice, meaning it - I just felt so hot. It was like a wave of warmth flowed through my whole body. They did not fail to notice that I flushed, and thatmade it even more embarassing. But when David suggested we skip coffee in the restaurant and take it in his room, I just accepted. I knew what that meant, I knew that something might happen, but something inside me, and all the fantasies and desires you and I have shared, something made me sort of decide, determine, to do whatever I might be asked to do.
I was not drunk, but the intensity of the situation made me distracted and I stumbled as we left the table, which led them to think I had too many drinks - and I di dnot correct that impression. David held my arm as we entered the lift, to 'support' me, and as the doors closed I let myself lean a little towards him. He kissed me, passionately, his tongue straight into my mouth, his arms holding me so firmly, his hands were on me and I liked the feel of them on my body.
Before we were even out of the lift, I had felt his hands under my dress, on my bottom, my panties down. It was SO erotic.
We sort of stumbled from the lift to his room and almost fell inside. Richard, bless him, actually did make coffee but David held me, and I wrapped myself around him and he lifted me up, right off my feet, holding me off the ground. I do not know when he undid his pants but he lifted me and I sort of wrapped my legs round his hips and when he lowered me I felt his cock, so hard, against me. It pushed, and I still had my panties on but it pushed and the panties slipped aside and it went in, entered me, right in, smoothly and deeply, all the way. It was so hard. He is a strong fit man, and he held me like that, impaled on his cock, and he helped me to slide up and down, on his cock, lifting me and lowering me so that my cunt slid up and down all the way along his cock, it was awesome. I did not last long, I came so quickly - the situation, the feel of this hard cock inside me, the fit male body against mine, and I came so hard that my body went all loose and soft and he had to lower me onto my back on the bed and then it started - the fucking.
He fucked me as if he was working on me - intensely, powerfully, long slow powerful strokes. His cock in my cunt drove me wild, I think I was sort of orgasming all the time. And as he fucked me, Richard was undressing me. It was amazing, John. To have a man fuck me, his cock driving into me, his whole attention devoted to the fucking, so intense, so powerful, so focused, but to be undressed too, swifty and expertly. Richard pulled my dress up, over my arms, up and off my body. He undid my bra and slipped it off. He felt my body, all over - his hands moving over my tits, my tummy, my face, my neck, my legs, all over, everywhere, at the same time as David's powerful hard cock pumped me to orgasm after orgasm. When David finally came, so did I - massively, almost the biggest orgasm I have ever had.
We spent the whole night, John. David had me five times, Richard four. They are so young, their bodies looked so fit and slim agaist mine. Once they were both against me, David in me from in front, me lying on my side, and Richard pressed naked against my back. I was like the filling in a human sexual sandwhich, it was so amazing. I could not believe how quickly they got hard again, or how long they could last, but I took it all, and gave as good as I got. During the night I would doze, and then wake to find one of them working on me, and we would fuck and I would doze again. Once I woke and they were both asleep and I caressed David until he was erecet and awake and mounted him, riding myself to a lovely orgasm on his cock as he lay there looking up at me. I did it all, let myself go, no holding back, everyting they wanted.
Oh God, John, I hope you are not disgusted by me or think I am a whore or something. It was a slip, but only because I have been so aroused by my time on line. I could not help it.
Love
xxx
From: Sarah Greer
To: John
Sent: Fri, May 21, 2010 10:14:39 AM
Subject: Last night
Dear John,
I do not know how to say this, or how you will take it, but I am decided to be honest and open with you, so here goes...
I had sex last night.
I am still in a state of delicious ecstasy but also of shock at what I did. All that I have written to you was fantasy, imagining, dreams (apart from the times I told you about John and Ian). Out here, still in town but winding down before going to the airport for my flight home, I am a nice lady - smart, well respected, at the top of my profession, mature and in control of my life and of my work. But inside, and last night, I was something else.
Last night I had dinner with David and his friend Richard, in the hotel restaurant. It was to celebrate a successful launch of this phase of the project that I am leading. It was a great time - we have worked hard over the past months, and especially this week, long hours and a lot of hard discussions and analyses done together. I work mostly with David, but there are many colleagues also involved. David is nice - very fit looking, young (for me) and flirtatious. He makes me feel good, because he compliments me not only on my looks but on my work and he says he finds me funny and bright. And I admit, I do notice not just his charm but also the fact that his body looks really trim.
Anyway, the meal was good, and the company too. I do not drink a lot, and I did not drink last night apart from a glass of wine, but I felt good - girlish, young, attractive. David is very transparent, naive in a way - it is so obvious that he would like to have sex with me, I find it charming that I can see so clearly what he wants instead of there being all sorts of annoying pretences. And he desires me in a way that is fun - I don't know how to describe it other than to say that he obvously would like to get me naked, see and touch my body, and fuck me, but all for fun, for the moment. It is quite refreshing.
Well, last night both David and Richard were flirtatious. It was very funny, and very nice. Nothing heavy, just exactly right, I enjoyed myself so much being the centre of attention like that. At the end of the meal, I scolded them, in fun, and said I was old enough to be their mother. Richard said, that if I was old enough to be their mother then I was old enough to be their MILF. Do you know what a MILF is? I did not, and that caused much hilarity, they thought that was so funny. A MILF is a Mother I would Like to Fuck. When David explained, I was so shocked. Even though he makes no secret of the fact he would like to sleep with me, I have always thought it was a bit of a joke - flattery to be enjoyed but not taken further. But when he said that - and he said it in a serious voice, meaning it - I just felt so hot. It was like a wave of warmth flowed through my whole body. They did not fail to notice that I flushed, and thatmade it even more embarassing. But when David suggested we skip coffee in the restaurant and take it in his room, I just accepted. I knew what that meant, I knew that something might happen, but something inside me, and all the fantasies and desires you and I have shared, something made me sort of decide, determine, to do whatever I might be asked to do.
I was not drunk, but the intensity of the situation made me distracted and I stumbled as we left the table, which led them to think I had too many drinks - and I di dnot correct that impression. David held my arm as we entered the lift, to 'support' me, and as the doors closed I let myself lean a little towards him. He kissed me, passionately, his tongue straight into my mouth, his arms holding me so firmly, his hands were on me and I liked the feel of them on my body.
Before we were even out of the lift, I had felt his hands under my dress, on my bottom, my panties down. It was SO erotic.
We sort of stumbled from the lift to his room and almost fell inside. Richard, bless him, actually did make coffee but David held me, and I wrapped myself around him and he lifted me up, right off my feet, holding me off the ground. I do not know when he undid his pants but he lifted me and I sort of wrapped my legs round his hips and when he lowered me I felt his cock, so hard, against me. It pushed, and I still had my panties on but it pushed and the panties slipped aside and it went in, entered me, right in, smoothly and deeply, all the way. It was so hard. He is a strong fit man, and he held me like that, impaled on his cock, and he helped me to slide up and down, on his cock, lifting me and lowering me so that my cunt slid up and down all the way along his cock, it was awesome. I did not last long, I came so quickly - the situation, the feel of this hard cock inside me, the fit male body against mine, and I came so hard that my body went all loose and soft and he had to lower me onto my back on the bed and then it started - the fucking.
He fucked me as if he was working on me - intensely, powerfully, long slow powerful strokes. His cock in my cunt drove me wild, I think I was sort of orgasming all the time. And as he fucked me, Richard was undressing me. It was amazing, John. To have a man fuck me, his cock driving into me, his whole attention devoted to the fucking, so intense, so powerful, so focused, but to be undressed too, swifty and expertly. Richard pulled my dress up, over my arms, up and off my body. He undid my bra and slipped it off. He felt my body, all over - his hands moving over my tits, my tummy, my face, my neck, my legs, all over, everywhere, at the same time as David's powerful hard cock pumped me to orgasm after orgasm. When David finally came, so did I - massively, almost the biggest orgasm I have ever had.
We spent the whole night, John. David had me five times, Richard four. They are so young, their bodies looked so fit and slim agaist mine. Once they were both against me, David in me from in front, me lying on my side, and Richard pressed naked against my back. I was like the filling in a human sexual sandwhich, it was so amazing. I could not believe how quickly they got hard again, or how long they could last, but I took it all, and gave as good as I got. During the night I would doze, and then wake to find one of them working on me, and we would fuck and I would doze again. Once I woke and they were both asleep and I caressed David until he was erecet and awake and mounted him, riding myself to a lovely orgasm on his cock as he lay there looking up at me. I did it all, let myself go, no holding back, everyting they wanted.
Oh God, John, I hope you are not disgusted by me or think I am a whore or something. It was a slip, but only because I have been so aroused by my time on line. I could not help it.
Love
xxx