Red Bra, Crumpled Sheets

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The prompt for this week’s Wicked Wednesday is a Sinful Sunday photo by Illicit Thoughts

Red bra on the crumpled sheets…
The meeting lasted the entire afternoon and left her tired and despondent. She had serious doubts whether the deal would finally come through. Vera had worked on this for months and still the CEO of a multinational had questions and demands. Each time he sent her back to the drawing board. She was close to the point of calling off everything. Sometimes she thinks nothing will give her more satisfaction to say ‘no deal’, stand up and walk from a meeting, but she couldn’t. This will be deal of a lifetime. But, even though she knew this, she was depressed as she walked back into the hotel. Vera saw the sign for the hotel bar and knew: she needed a drink. A stiff one. She headed straight for the bar counter, planted her skirt-covered ass on a stool and ordered. That’s when she saw him…

Red bra on the crumpled sheets…
Vera stared at the bed, sipping her coffee where she sat in the armchair in her hotel room, and she remembered…

Red bra on the crumpled sheets…
He was across the bar from her. His face immediately intrigued her. Sharp features, clean shaved, friendly eyes with thin creases surrounding them, a slight smile around his mouth. him. His broad shoulders were covered by a light blue shirt, opened at the neck and he wasn’t wearing a tie. Both his hands were on the bar and Vera found herself looking for a wedding ring, which she didn’t find. The bar blocked her view from the rest of his body. Her mind tried to fill in the details while her eyes followed the line of his right arm, back to his face. The smile on his face was still there as he looked to his left. She followed his gaze and looked right in his eyes, in the mirror where he watched her. Vera blushed. Her nipples hardened…

Red bra on the crumpled sheets…
“If those sheets could talk…”
Her whispered words hung in the air like a subtle perfume. Vera smiled…

Red bra on the crumpled sheets…
He bought her a drink and used that as an excuse to sit down next to her. A total cliche, but it worked. Whether it was the tension of the afternoon flowing from her body or the fact that he watched her in the mirror, Vera didn’t know. From the moment she saw his eyes on her, she was horny. Their conversation was easy and turned from every day things to openly flirting with each other.
“I like red bras,” he said.
Momentarily she was confused. He saw that. He pointed at her breasts and Vera blushed and looked down. Somehow the top button of her blouse had come undone. Her red bra was clearly visible, as was the full rounding of her breasts.
“Don’t,” he stopped her when she wanted to fasten the button again.

Red bra on the crumpled sheets…
Vera took another sip of her coffee as she pushed her legs together, remembering his every touch…

Red bra on the crumpled sheets…
He pulled her skirt up above her waist when they rode the elevator up to her floor. His hands were on her bottom, pulling her closer as they kissed passionately. No one saw them in the hallway and the door to her room was barely closed when he ripped her blouse open, sending buttons flying in all directions. He kissed and bit the skin not covered by her red bra, causing her to moan and her juices to flow.
“I want you to fuck me,” she whispered.
“I am going to fuck you,” he answered.
He unclasped her bra and through it over her shoulder. Vera stepped out of her damp panties when he pushed it down to her ankles. She was naked, except for her shoes. He was still fully clothed….

Red bra on the crumpled sheets…
Vera shivered with excitement. Still holding her empty coffee cup in one hand, her other hand crept to the naked wetness between her legs…

Red bra on the crumpled sheets…
He walked her to the bed, his mouth not once losing touch with her body. He kissed her, bit her, licked her, suck her. Vera clawed at the bed sheets when he sucked on her clitoris and fucked her with his tongue. She squirmed when he drew one orgasm after the other from her body. Before Vera could pull him closer he rolled her over on her stomach. She moaned when he ran his nails from her shoulders down over her bottom and to her legs. The scratching almost caused another orgasm.
“Get on your knees.”
Vera heard the zipper of his pants as she pushed up on her knees. He pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, entering her wet pussy and fucking her hard. She pushed back against him, meeting his every thrust. Below her lay her red bra on the crumpled sheets…

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