Leila' s Love Story (engl.) - Sexgeschichten

Leila' s Love Story (engl.)

... love your bravery, your intelligence, your humour, but particularly your boobies." And he caressed them under her shirt, and kissed and sucked her nipples through the fabric. She had never before giggled so hard while being aroused.

Nothing much else had happened that day. He had brought her to a climax before they had headed home on the bus, and his kiss when he left her at the door was sexier than ever. She wanted him sooo badly.

Perhaps something would happen soon. He had called her Monday night and asked if she would be able to meet him late one afternoon. She explained that her firm was shifting offices, and she would be taking Wednesday off, since she couldn't do anything at work. She had agreed to meet him at 4:30 sharp in the lobby of Doctor Hillock's building.

She glanced at the clock and jumped to her feet. Where had the time gone? She had been daydreaming too long. No time to change. She must run at once. Grabbing up the clutch purse, she ran out, locked the door behind her and flew to the bus stop. Her luck seemed to be holding today; she arrived at the stop at the same time as the bus. She stepped on, showed the driver her pass, and flopped onto the nearest seat. As she caught her breath, she looked down at herself. She was wearing her housecleaning outfit; old running shoes, no socks, a pair of old tan shorts, now too tight, and torn just below the back pocket and an ancient pink T-shirt. The shirt was really ancient: the seam on the right side had ...

... split slightly and her bra was visible underneath. Her oldest bra. She had bought it when she was still a B cup. She had filled out slightly and now wore a C cup, but always felt she was really half-way between the two, leaning a little more toward a C. The bra still fit, but her breasts did bulge over the top a bit.

Leila's Love Story, Part 3

Leila glanced at the security desk when she walked into the lobby. Thank goodness, it was not the guard who had been there last week, but was someone she had never seen in her life.

David stood there, dressed in jeans and a sports shirt, just like last time in this building, with his arms crossed, and looked pointedly at the clock. 4:45. She explained that the bus had been held up by an accident. David just smiled and said, "That's a new look for you, sweetheart," as they got into the elevator, and he pressed the button for the 10th floor. She explained that she had been daydreaming about their time together and had not had time to change.

"I can't fault you for that. I did the same thing this morning, only it made me late for work, not just for a meeting with you. Maybe I should punish you for costing me money," he muttered as he swung her to him and kissed her lips hard. Their tongues tangled until the loud ding informed them they had reached their floor.

"What is this about?" she finally asked him.

"Believe it or not, it is about Maria's ethics. In spite of what she did to you the other week, she has a very strong ...