Red Bra, Crumpled Sheets

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

Red bra on crumpled sheets…
The meeting lasted the entire afternoon and left her tired and despondent, seriously doubting whether the deal would finally come through.

Vera had worked on this for months and after countless meetings, the CEO of a multinational still had questions and demands. Each time he had sent her back to the drawing board.

And now… again.

She was close to the point of calling off everything. Sometimes she thought nothing would give her more satisfaction than to say ‘no deal’, stand up and walk from a meeting, but she couldn’t. This will be the deal of a lifetime. Even though she knew this, she was depressed as she walked back into the hotel. Vera saw the sign for the hotel bar: she needed a drink. A stiff one. She headed straight for the bar counter, planted her skirt-covered bottom on a stool and ordered. That was when she saw him…

Red bra on 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 crumpled sheets…
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. A light blue shirt, opened at the neck, covered his broad shoulders. Both his hands rested 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 while 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 crumpled sheets…
“If those sheets could talk…”
Her whispered words hung in the air like a subtle perfume. Vera smiled…

Red bra on crumpled sheets…
He bought her a drink, using it 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, lust filled her body. Their easy conversation turned from everyday 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. 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 reached for the button.

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

Red bra on crumpled sheets…
He pulled her skirt up above her waist when they rode the elevator up to her floor. His hands on her bottom, he pulled her closer.

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.

“I want you to fuck me,” she whispered.

“I’m going to fuck you,” he answered.

He unclasped her bra and threw 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, however, was still fully clothed….

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

Red bra on crumpled sheets…
He walked her to the bed, his mouth not once losing contact with her body. He kissed her, bit her, licked her, sucked her. Vera clawed at the bed sheets when he sucked on her clitoris and fucked her with his tongue. He drew one orgasm after the other from her body, making her squirm with want and need. Before Vera could pull him closer, he rolled her over onto her front. He ran his nails from her shoulders down over her bottom to her legs. She moaned, the scratching almost causing 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 and fucking her hard. She pushed back against him, urging him on and meeting his every thrust.

Below her lay her red bra on the crumpled sheets…

Note: I wrote this story in August 2015, edited it for Medium in 2021, and now tweaked it again.

© Rebel’s Notes

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