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Those Eyes
- By Tracy Ames
- Published September 5, 2009
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“Hey, you’ve already arrived?” Samantha said rolling away from her lately conquest. “Why did you catch the red-eye?”
“I got some business I need to catch up on,” Gwen said jostling through the airport terminal. “Besides, there was no sense in me staying in Tokyo an extra night.”
“Do you need a ride home? I can be there in thirty minutes,”
“Excuse me,” she positioned herself at baggage claim. “No, I called for a limo. They should be waiting outside.”
“A limo or the limo?” Samantha eased from the bed and draped her robe around her nude body. She heard Gwen give a faint sigh. “Lady, it’s over. You haven’t heard from David in over a month. Let it go. He would have turned out to be a dud anyway, move on.”
“I’m not caught up in him. It’s just…” she slung her bag from the conveyer belt onto a push cart. “I’d hoped to see him one last time, you know, settle things.”
“Gwen, I think he settled things when he walked out in his little temper tantrum.”
“It wasn’t a temper tantrum. He wasn’t pouty or upset. He seemed, I don’t know how to put it. But it definitely wasn’t a temper tantrum,” she spotted Darin. “Sam I have to go. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Hello gorgeous,” Darin greeted her.
“Where is David?” she demanded.
“Nice to see you again too,” he took her bags, placed them on her cart and headed for the exit. Gwen trotted behind.
“Where is he?”
“He doesn’t work for us anymore. He left about a month ago,” he replied, opening her door. She slid across the buttery leather seat while Darin loaded the trunk. Gwen retrieved her BlackBerry and tried David’s cell and home numbers---they were both out of service. “Shit!” she thought.
Darin settled in his seat and checked his directions.
“Did David mention where he was going?” she prompted, catching his eyes in the rearview.
“No, he didn’t tell anyone where he was going. Why?
“No reason. I forgot to give him the payment for my last trip.” Gwen lied.
“Sorry, can’t help you there. I’m sure our home office will take your money.”
“Thank you,”
******
As was the routine, Gwen settled into the house while the driver, this time being Darin, unloaded her bags. She draws the curtains exposing the postcard perfect suburban night. Then it hit her. Gwen placed her hand on her tightened chest, breathing steadily under wrinkled brow. The knowledge that David was gone, no where to be found left her heart anesthetized; Empty and blank.
She now understood what he meant when he figured that if he held out long enough, she’d see that that he was worth the time of day. She had unconsciously done the same, for as long as she knew he was around there was always hope that he’d call or text. He was there somewhere. But now he was gone....how long had he been gone without her realization? When did he give up hope?
“That’s the last of the bags,” Darin said.
“Your money is on the table,” Gwen stood stark-still, staring blankly out the window.
Darin stopped on the way out of the door. “Gwen, I’m not sure exactly what happened between you and David but know I…fuck it…who cares,” coming off more than just a little irritated. “I left his number on the table. You may wanna give him a call, he asked about you a couple of weeks ago. Have a good one,”
“One-thirty, it’s too late,” Gwen heard herself think, checking her watch. “I can’t call him at this hour. Why should I call him at all? It’s obvious he didn’t want to be found.” She rubbed her temples, walking to her bedroom. “Maybe I’ll call him tomorrow,”
It wasn’t more that forty-five minutes later that Gwen found herself sitting up in bed with BlackBerry in hand, trolling over whether or not to call David.
“Screw it,” she dialed. “What’s the worst that could happen?”
The line rang; she hung up. “A female could answer. That’s not good,”
“So what,” she dialed again. The line rang; she hung up and tapped the phone against her forehead. “What if there is a female there? I can’t intrude,”
The phone rang. She answered. “Hello.”
“Gwen, sweetie, you’re killin’ me,” David mumbled, clearly face-down asleep. “Is everything alright?”
Gwen hadn’t expected him to answer much less call her. She searched frantically for her words…useless inadequate words. None came.
David sat up in bed now fully awake. “What’s wrong? What’s happened?”
“You weren’t there for me,” she finally said. “I arrived a while ago and you weren’t there. Darin drove me home,” Taken aback by how immature she’d come off.
He gave a heavy sigh. “You called me in the middle of the night to bitch at me about quitting my job? Couldn’t we have had this conversation at a decent hour?” David caught himself. There was a hush. “I’m sorry. I should have called.”
“I should have called. How have you been?”
“Things have been going well. I’m back in school fulltime. Finally decided to go back for my MBA. How have you been?”
Gwen didn’t answer. Her words failed her.
“I’m sorry if my actions have, somehow, made you feel used. I wasn’t using you, Gwen.”
“I don’t feel used.”
“Then what is it?”
“You were right,” she conceded. “I made assumptions about you. I assumed you were leading me on,”
“Based on my behavior that wouldn’t have been a difficult conclusion to come to. I assumed you would dismiss me once we’d had sex. I’ve been through that scenario before. I guess it’s a hazard of dating older women.”
“Not really. My problem was I didn’t know whether it was your blatant hotness or just me,” she laughed. “I’ve been divorced so long, I can’t read men. I’m horrible when it comes to dating. I’m all thumbs, so I don’t do it; I focus on my work. I couldn’t tell if you were genuinely interested in me or simply flirting.”
“I think you read me pretty well. Regardless of my blatant hotness, which I highly dispute, you still called me. Without warning, you called me in the middle of the night. Now, if you didn’t really think I’d be here, willing to take your call, would you have picked up the phone?” David asked.
Again Gwen’s words mocked her. Mr. Flack was more observant than she had given him credit. She felt the sudden urge to be pounded like a bitch in heat. “Come over,”
“Why?”
“Let’s talk,”
******
The door bell rang. She answered. There they were. Those eyes. Those hypnotic alluring eyes.
“Hi Gwen,” David stepped forward with Gwen caught in his tractor beam. Before she could reply, he cupped her face, hastily capturing her lips. Gently sucking them until she gathered her senses enough to return his kiss. He groaned softly, and deepened his kiss.
She parted her lip, inviting him to explore.
“Mmmm,” She sunk into his control. This was a new and improved David. Tonight was different. Tonight wouldn’t end with her simply satisfied; tonight would end with her full. As much as she was enjoying his kiss, she wanted more. Whatever he had in mind to give, she’d willingly accept.
“Come with me,” he took her hand, leading her to the heights of her bedroom.
He kissed her once then twice, and then spun her away from him, easing her hair aside. “I’ve missed you so much, Gwen,” he methodically untied the delicate ribbon on her feather-light gown, sending it to the floor; she stood bare save her pale purple panties. David’s roaming hand made quick work of those.
“I’ve missed you too,” she leaned her head back against his powerful shoulder, lost in scent and confident control of her body. His lips burned into the side of her neck. “Oh shit,” her low groan spoke of acceptance and thanks.
“Please,” he gestured to the bed.
Gwen moved onto the center of the bed, watching David undress. Every cut and ripple sat in its perfect place. His thick cock held what promised to be an eventful night. His body was magnificent, but Gwen couldn’t take her eyes way from his.
He slowly moved over her until their lips met once more. “Close your eyes,” he spoke onto her lips.
“Why? What are you going to do?” she breathed out.
“I’m going to de-stress you,”
She layed back, casually repose as his mouth engulfed her throat and the tops of her breast with warm wet and infinitely lascivious caresses yet moving further still. She closed her eyes, concentrating in the arousing sensation of each flicker of his fingers, each caress of his tongue and each small moan inching across her torso.
David held her ankles. She sighed, her pulse raced.
“Don’t move,” His voice barely above a whisper. Moving between her legs, he kissed with insistence up the length of her shin, her knee, her thigh, to the fine faint line cleaving her pudendum. He breathed hot onto her eagerly awaiting slit.
She involuntarily stirred.
“Do you want me to stop?” David whispered.
“Oh God, no,”
“Good because I have been waiting to taste you,” David placed two pillows under her ass, bringing her closer to him and kissed her pussy lips one by one.
“I’m all yours,” Gwen managed before feeling his velvety tongue dip into her once and retreat. “Aahh,” she cried. He gently kissed her pussy again and again. But Gwen needed his tongue. She needed its attention and her clit demanded its homage.
And then there it was, as is sensing her near collapse. His mouth suffused with her pussy. Sucking ever so slighting, dragging her deeper and deeper under his care. His lips caressed her clit as he bent her knees upward, softly eating, orally fucking her senseless. He pulled her slit up, exposing her throbbing clit, laying it bare for his exploits.
Be gentle,” Gwen breathlessly pleaded.
“I’m always gentle,” he slid his wet tongue between her lip, wildly flicking it just inside, just under her clit while simultaneously sliding one finger into her, moving it in and out. He inserted another finger and rubbed her g-spot gently and insistently. Her hips writhed, pressing her pussy against his mouth while telling herself that she was going to cum all over his beautiful face and mouth. David licked her clit enthusiastically, stroking her g-spot with a smooth steady rhythm.
"Please make me cum," Gwen heard the wet smacking of David’s mouth against her pussy, the syncopated flickers, licks, sucks, the heaviness of his breath and her gasping moans filled the room.
“Apologize.” He said.
"Apologize for what?" her legs shook.
"Apologize for keeping this away from me,"
"I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Baby," Gwen said. "I won't keep you waiting again. Please make me cum"
His finger stroked faster. His perverted mouth enclosed her clit licking and flicking it with a delicious mix of confidence and lust.
“Oh fuck!” Gwen shook uncontrollably, trapping David between her thighs. He forced them apart and continued feeding, obsessed with getting her off. She screamed, urging him not to stop, gripping his hair. “Please suck my pussy,” she begged then pressed herself into the mattress, resigning herself to his will, to his pleasure.
David sucked and licked incestuously close to orgasm; his tongue doing his naughty bidding. But he needed more.
“Gwen, I have to stop.” He rose from his position. Face in hands.
“No!” she shouted, almost pouting.
“I have to know that when we have sex it won’t be the end.”
She smiled and kissed his lips; bring him to rest on top of her, between her legs. “I’m not letting you go.” She lamented, taking his stiff cock in hand, tracing invisible lines up and down the slit of her pussy, the spongy head of his cock gliding over her clit with an indescribable, infinite sweetness. The delirious, delicious tension between the profound pleasure of the head of his cock on her clit and the pure possibility of it dipping in her heightened their arousal.
Their eyes locked, his and hers, their breathing heavy with yearning.
“Damn you’re beautiful.” David thumbed her cheek and slide his full length into Gwen's wetness.
“Ooooh shit, David,” Gwen arched upward, clearly unprepared for his girth. Words, useless words…they failed her again! Reducing her to monosyllables and grunts; but in the recess of her mind, she begged him to fuck her with a vengeance.
“You are so tight around my cock,” David croons gravelly into her ear.
“Oh yes! Talk dirty to me,” she barely whispers to herself, hoping he'd heard her pleading. He grips her legs, spreading them up and out while continuing to gut-fuck her into submission, as if there were any question. “God damn!” she gushed all over his gyrating cock.
“Do you hear that? That wetness, that’s so beautiful isn’t it?” She heard in her ear. “That’s what you make me do to you. I hope it’s been worth the wait,”
Laying splayed, being deep-dicked under his unforgiving thrust; it’s all she can do to nod in observance of his supremacy over her pussy. She willed him to fuck her harder, to talk dirty while impaling her like a junkyard bitch in heat.
David, locked in her eyes, arms tight from his weight, spread her legs widener. His desire the please her rippled in and out in a hurried frenzy. “Rub your fuckin’ clit while I beat the hell out of your pussy,” he demanded.
“Oh yeah,” she obeyed, rubbing herself in tiny circles. How he knew the right words to say, how he maintained his steady brutal rhythm, she didn’t know but bless this foul-mouthed fucker. He’d cemented himself a permanent seat between her legs.
“Keep fucking me. I’m cumming,” she moaned, feeling her pleasure within her pussy grow with each contraction of his cock.
“Don’t stop rubbing your clit,” he gazed into her lustful eyes.
Gwen feels her pussy take hold of David’s young beautiful cock, internally jerking him off as waves; violent colorful waves rush through her singing orgasmic hymns venerating Gods unknown to her.
“I’m gonna cum for you,” He pulls out. “Oooooh fuck!!” he screams, shooting ribbons of hot cum on her stomach and chest, empting himself. Gwen shook with another orgasm watching him until neither had anything else left to give.
They lie side by side, gathering some semblance of reality, neither able to form a clear thought. David walked to the bathroom on shaky legs. He returned with a warm soapy towel cleaning Gwen careful.
She studied his eyes. “You know, we’re gonna have to keep this casual,” she teased playful.
“Baby, you can call it what you want. I doubt either one of us is going anywhere, anytime soon,” he kissed her lip softly. "I'm sorry for staying away so long."
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78 Responses to "Those Eyes"
said this on 05 Sep 2009 4:13:17 PM CST
What a well learned young man. But did David have to be such a spoil sport at the end? Brother no. You can't leave a woman hanging so hard like that. I trust that there is a part 2. I trust! It isn't fair on the woman to just get half the cookie. Let her eat Tracy. Senses titillated as usual. Loved it.
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said this on 05 Sep 2009 11:53:59 PM CST
David was is it for one reason: to please Gwen, LOL. She got more than she planned.
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said this on 05 Sep 2009 6:48:47 PM CST
Okay Tracy! I am going to borrow the "wet noodle". You and your cliff hangers! What were you thinking to leave us hanging like that? Regardless I loved the story and eagerly await more.
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said this on 06 Sep 2009 12:14:53 AM CST
No, not the wet noodles! How didn't make it over to this story? LOL! It's not a cliff hanger. I'm not going to be updating this one, it was a one shot deal.
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said this on 05 Sep 2009 9:29:32 PM CST
If the picture you choose didn't do it, the story brougt it home. Love getting an extra treat from you this week. As always, the story has me on pins and needles for another installment. Will there be another? I am intrigued.
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said this on 06 Sep 2009 12:27:22 AM CST
Thanks Olga. I loved the picture so much. Sorry but this one was a one-hit- wonder. I wanted write a quick older woman/younger man story.
Okay maybe is the demand is there then I'll pen another installment but you'll see. Hell, I still have to finish with the book. |
said this on 06 Sep 2009 12:28:48 AM CST
I'm busy making more WET NOODLE WHIPS to pass out!!!!! Ms Tracy you need to get back here and not let that sista Gwen hang like that... You are just wrong (damn good author) but chica you are wrong... LOL!
Wonders how many more WET NOODLE WHIPS I'll have to make... hmmmmm! As you can see I am not the only one intrigued... *smile* |
said this on 06 Sep 2009 10:18:31 AM CST
Hey, I do what I can. Am I wrong for leaving Gwen without proper intercourse? Yes I am BUT she did have an orgasm so that's pretty good, right?
We'll see about an update. I still have to pen the update for "Giving In" |
said this on 06 Sep 2009 12:50:33 AM CST
GOD DAMN MS TRACY!!!! I need some water now! Whew! You know how to create a scene. I could see everything David was doing to her. I can't believe you left Gwen hangin' like that. Sooo wrong! Please update soon.
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said this on 06 Sep 2009 4:30:34 AM CST
Well I'm booking a limo but not a lot of women in the limo service as driver, that's not fair! Well congratulations on your work (sincerely!), takingr a regular breather fuels the engine of your imagination...
I'm curious to see which one of them will invite the other for lunch, or will they both decide to become vegetarians and not exchange phone numbers! What's thatname of the limo company: "Limo Service(s) & Stories Series", please hold the line...a moment! Original Storie!!! |
said this on 06 Sep 2009 11:17:01 AM CST
As always a beautiful piece of work. A good licking is always at the top of my list of things to get!! Give me more of him, the service and then a good stick 10inches.....please say that is going to happen later
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said this on 06 Sep 2009 4:30:19 PM CST
Thanks! You're right, there's nothing like a good licking...as you can see I really enjoy it. And a good 10 inches is always a good thing.
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said this on 06 Sep 2009 12:04:23 PM CST
Quick and erotic, poor Gwen she wants more and ain't getting it....so not fair. Thanks.
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said this on 06 Sep 2009 5:00:26 PM CST
It's good to hear from you again. I've missed you. Nope, Gwen got the broom on this go round. So not fair but still worth the effort.
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said this on 06 Sep 2009 5:10:15 PM CST
Tracey, you have got a way with words. "Remuneration" and "Predatorily lascivious"? I had to look that shit up! This story is smokin' hot. My girl came across it this morning so you know what she wanted. Thanks Tracey for another great story. Please tell me there will be an update soon.
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said this on 07 Sep 2009 12:29:19 AM CST
Antonio, I tried dumbing it down but I couldn't take it anymore! I have to write it as I feel it. But thank you for mentioning "Predatorily lascivious"...it was meant to be "Predatorily lasciviousness". I've changed it now. Sometimes my fingers have a mind of their own.
Well, at least you can learn some new words for the vocab and be entertained at the same time. It's a two-fer! Don't know about the update just yet. And I'm sorry if I caused you to get jumped. Females are jumping their husbands on a regular basis thanks to my stories..:) Ask you girl to take it easy. |
said this on 06 Sep 2009 8:53:03 PM CST
Thanks for a great story. He delivered and she wants more. Uhm, willl he give in and fuck her? Thanks
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said this on 06 Sep 2009 11:31:12 PM CST
You are more than welcomed, Lady. I wanted to do a quickie since I've been focused on the book and weekly series.
I don't know if I'll be updating this one just yet. My mailbox is pretty full so we'll see. |
said this on 08 Sep 2009 4:00:46 PM CST
great story, but I know there's a demand for more. Please don't leave us hanging there.
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said this on 10 Sep 2009 7:08:11 PM CST
I'll try to update this story ASAP. You guys are awesome.
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said this on 10 Sep 2009 12:50:25 PM CST
Hi Tracy,
What a great story! I actually like the fact that she didn't get fucked. Some guys , including myself, feel that a little torture goes a long way. Thanks for memories. David F. |
said this on 10 Sep 2009 1:01:22 PM CST
Hey Dave! I have missed you like crazy! You knew it was only a matter of time before I got around to penning a story for you....;-)
Yes, a little torture goes a long way. Remember we always said, "Dude, if you leave, I'm leaving! I'm right behind ya." Well, here we are. Thanks for memories. Tracy "Black Box" Ames |
said this on 10 Sep 2009 8:36:37 PM CST
A little torture my ...you can't do that to Gwen!. Please Tracy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm like a two year old right now!! Not nice aunty Tracy!!!!!!!!!!
Come on girl, help a sister out, you are killing her right? |
said this on 10 Sep 2009 10:36:04 PM CST
DAYUM.........I felt as if I was sharing in David's skills..........
Please continue. Gail F. |
said this on 11 Sep 2009 10:35:14 PM CST
Thanks Gail. I wanted you guys to catch up in this one. I thought you all would enjoy a tale solely about a man pleasing a woman...but now I see you guys want penis also.
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said this on 11 Sep 2009 1:35:33 PM CST
This story just never gets old to me. Love it. Gooooooooood Lovin'.
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said this on 12 Sep 2009 1:13:58 PM CST
This story is an inspiration. Thank U 4 posting
Now I just have to find someone 4 me :-) |
said this on 12 Sep 2009 5:44:54 PM CST
Thanks Phoenix. I think we all could use a little David now and then..:)
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said this on 18 Sep 2009 9:13:45 AM CST
Well, at least he is giving to her another way. At some point in the story, I was Gwen. It just pulled me in, lol.
Tracy, you don't need me to tell you how awesome that story, it hit the spot. What David needs to do is stop being a tease and fuck her brains out already! |
said this on 18 Sep 2009 10:37:46 AM CST
Thanks Heidi! I'm glad the story pulled you in. I try (don't always succeed) at doing just that. LOL!
I will post the last update to this story next week. I sooo didn't plan on this. I received a call this morning from a fellow author whose been following the story... Yeah, she clawed me to death about leaving Gwen humpless...:) You guys are awesome. |
said this on 18 Sep 2009 9:48:56 AM CST
Great update. I'm not sure you can write one shot deals. The problem, or the gift is, that every story you write has this intriguing subtext that make the reader want to know more. You create these full bodied people and leave us begging for more. On another note, I am all for a man pleasing a woman, but the penis seals the deal.
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said this on 18 Sep 2009 10:21:44 AM CST
"Penis seals the deal"
Olga, I love you Lady! You never fail to make me smile. I'm really beginning to question this whole 'gift' thing myself. I completed this update around 11:00 last night and had planned on going straight to bed....that so didn't happen. I stayed up working on the "Beg Me" update. I'm trapped inside my own head..:) I was talking to Allsion Hobbs or Stephanie, I can't remember, but they mentioned they go through the same thing. Here I am with the flu thinking about my characters. How sad is that? |
said this on 18 Sep 2009 10:15:16 PM CST
What is his problem that he will not have sex with her. Always no and she still wants to deal with him. I think that she needs to give him an ultimatum, either whip out the doc or hit the door. Thanks for a great update.
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said this on 18 Sep 2009 11:31:05 PM CST
"Dragging her, clit first, into his oral wonderland"
Well damn Ms Tracy, now that's poetry for yo ass! Whew! I don't know how you do it but I'm glad you do. I need a drink. I gree with everyone else. David needs to give it up and stop being nasty. He knows she wants it. Just give it to her. |
said this on 19 Sep 2009 12:01:58 AM CST
Thanks CoCo. Yes, an oral wonderland, lol. Don't ask how I come up with this stuff. It would be too difficult to get into.
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said this on 19 Sep 2009 11:14:38 PM CST
That was me that you were talking to Tracy. I refer to it as Writer's Attention Deficit Disorder. Mine's is acting up as we speak. Was trying revamp two paranormal stories for IE and another story hit me. But I promise I will get those out for our lovely readers here. I'm excited about the new categories.
But back to the subject at hand. If this so called "update" was supposed to make me feel better...well you have wet noodle lashes coming. I feel sorry for Gwen and I'm starting to wonder if David suffers from "Vienna Sausage" syndrome. I mean give a sista some pipe. Lord knows she's earned it. |
said this on 19 Sep 2009 11:43:58 PM CST
LMAO!! I love you girl. Trust me...there's no Vienna Sausage going on. But there is going to be some fire in the last installment coming out next week. I'm trying to decide on a release day. Any ideas?
I have Writer's Attention Deficit Disorder right now. I'm bouncing between the book and two stories. What the heck! Our lovely readers are in for a nice treat...I can't wait to read your stories. |
said this on 20 Sep 2009 12:16:36 AM CST
Well that is good to hear because at this rate Gwen is on track to becoming a lesbian. I'm frustrated for her. Although knowing you I'm sure when they do come together they are likely to combust or he will try to drive through the headboard.
As far as a release date you will never hear me put any pressure on you in that arena. As a fellow writer I know the pressure of trying to meet a deadline when the story just isn't ready. So I say take your time and release it when you feel it's right. As you know it will be received no matter what day you release it on. I can't wait to drop the two new paranormal stories either. one is a wolf shifter. The other is a vampire. Trying to figure out which will come first since they are both fighting for my attention. We shall see... |
said this on 20 Sep 2009 12:27:52 AM CST
LMAO! girl I can't breathe! Holy shit, I'm dying laughing. You know me well! I can't stop laughing. I can't type....
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said this on 20 Sep 2009 12:32:42 AM CST
Stephanie, I went straight to your comment because Tracy said you were acting up again. Gwen becoming a lesbian? David laying the pipe? I love it!!! Ladies I count on you all to help bring the chuckles into my life and you never let me down.
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said this on 20 Sep 2009 12:46:16 AM CST
Olga, I don't know what got into Stephanie but we have been laughing way too hard. Oh, I'm hurting. I now give her the crown for nuttiness.
"Combust or he will try to drive through the headboard"...she knows me well...;-) Coughing and laughing is so not a good mix. |
said this on 20 Sep 2009 9:55:26 AM CST
Well I'm sure it wouldn't either of you to know that I was voted class clown LOL! But hey, I'm just saying what everyone else is thinking.
So I take my crown and wear it proudly. Royalty has entered. Everyone please rise--except for you David. It's about time you take of business... |
said this on 20 Sep 2009 9:04:16 PM CST
LMAO!!! Stephanie, I'm crying again.
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said this on 20 Sep 2009 8:50:21 PM CST
Damn it Tracey! I am in love with every one of your leading men. (Don't tell my husband) Hell! he may have already figured it out, its getting damn crowded in our bedroom. LOL Excellent update!
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said this on 20 Sep 2009 9:08:32 PM CST
LOL! Thank you Olga. You're killing me! I'm so sick and you guys have made me feel soooo much better. I love my leading man too. He made me soup today.
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said this on 20 Sep 2009 9:31:22 PM CST
Well, he gets a gold star from me. You had me worried last night. You, Stephanie and I were trading comments till pretty late last night. Don't you know you supposed to feed a cold, not exhaust it? Take care of yourself. We need our fearless leader in tip top shape.
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said this on 20 Sep 2009 11:59:55 PM CST
What can I say Olga. Tracy and I are night owls by trade, especially when the WADD kick's in.
But Olga has a point Tracy. Glad to see you are taking the night off. We all need to take a break even when we aren't sick. |
said this on 20 Sep 2009 10:11:16 PM CST
I don't have a thing to add Ms Tracy!
Between Ms Stephanie and Ms Olga they have pretty much summed it up... I will say that my hubby is looking for the extra vitamins or protein drink I "must" drinking cause you all sure have inspired me to be super extra nice... Over and over and over sometimes more than once a day! I'm not trying to kill the man... LOL! He sure is smiling and looking at me curiously though... Thanks for bringing smiles and laughter to my days! Ummm Ms Tracy... The WET NOODLES... ummm yeah you get a reprive... Just take care of yourself! *smile* Marci |
said this on 21 Sep 2009 12:01:34 AM CST
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said this on 21 Sep 2009 11:01:48 AM CST
My sick sense of humor compels me to add this, but please know I am just joking.
I'm not sure that sex lives are improved...Some of us may be gettin' it more often, but for technical improvement some significant other may have to take a class from some of Tracy's and Stephanie's leadind men. Now, when does that work shop begin- I'd love to be a fly on the wall for that! |
said this on 21 Sep 2009 6:27:33 PM CST
LOL! Classic Olga. Just classic! Believe me when I say your leading men can host a few workshops themselves.
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said this on 20 Sep 2009 10:34:08 PM CST
“I have slept with you. I have awoken with you in my arms more times then I deserve.”
Oh shit Ms Tracy! This is getting good!!! I got goosebumps! Whew, David got deep with Gwen. Damn he wasn't playing around huh? Ms Tracy you can paint a picture with onlya few words. I don't what to do with myself. Davis and Gwen are hot together now you add the romance! I can't wait for the last installment. Get some rest. |
said this on 21 Sep 2009 12:05:44 AM CST
Tracy if you weren't already sick I would kick your butt for this "update".
I love the story but once again you left a sista hangin'. At least she was standing up this time. Poor Gwen. This is definitely getting interesting... |
said this on 22 Sep 2009 11:08:23 PM CST
so agree with stephanie...this teasing got to stop.....i like the fact that david has a vulnerable mature side...
feel better...i swear by ginger tea...works wonders |
said this on 22 Sep 2009 11:57:50 PM CST
Thank you. I went out an pickup some ginger tea a little while ago. My mom mentioned it was pretty good also. Boy, I hope it eases the coughing...my chest hurts.
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said this on 21 Sep 2009 10:36:37 PM CST
Awww, i feel so sad for Gwen. I'm getting some tonight, she ain't.lol
Tracy, now you know that is NOT nice what you did. You can't keep us hanging like this. I loved it...more more more! |
said this on 22 Sep 2009 11:52:14 PM CST
LMAO! Heidi, I don't know what to do with you.
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said this on 23 Sep 2009 12:09:01 AM CST
You are wrong Heidi! Kicking a sista when she is down...
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said this on 24 Sep 2009 1:22:06 AM CST
"Laying splay, being deep-dicked under his unforgiving thrust, it’s all she can do to nod in observance of his supremacy over her pussy. She willed him fuck her harder, talk dirty while impaling her like a junkyard bitch in heat."
All hail the queen! Ms Tracy...wow! Poetry. I don't know what's going to happen what David and Gwen but I bet it's gonna be hot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "Foul-mouth fucker" I love that part! |
said this on 24 Sep 2009 9:57:19 AM CST
Hell yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! finally she got some. May i say that it was worth it. Baby boy fucked her senseless!!! Hot damn Tracy!!! you've done it again
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said this on 24 Sep 2009 10:39:54 AM CST
Thanks Heidi. I wrote it between coughing fits..:)
I have had a few people very shocked that I ended the story this way. They thought it should have been either him holding out still or them living happily ever after. But why? |
said this on 24 Sep 2009 11:15:15 AM CST
I like it just the way it is. No happily ever after, it's fine " just the way it is". That's how it was meant to be. You did an excellent job. I went back in read it again.
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said this on 24 Sep 2009 12:47:33 PM CST
Now that's how you write! All new & up and coming writers TAKE NOTE! The words used to describe in detail and in such a colorful way that all you can do is picture it in your mind......mmm, mmm, mmm. Well done my Sistah! Well done! And Ms. Tracy, you 're sick too! Do the dayum thang!
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said this on 24 Sep 2009 1:45:59 PM CST
Thank you sooo much, Yves Wms. That's very kind of you to say. Yes, I am still very sick but things are looking better...the double vision is almost completely gone..:)
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said this on 24 Sep 2009 2:43:51 PM CST
Tracy, all I can say...... Just beautiful.
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said this on 24 Sep 2009 9:45:55 PM CST
Thanks Olga! I didn't know it would take off like this. I'm really glad that you've enjoyed the story, I know you'd nial me to the cross it I screwed it up.
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said this on 26 Sep 2009 11:25:55 PM CST
i just read this and omg this was soo good, graphics of your words tracy is very good
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said this on 27 Sep 2009 2:04:22 AM CST
Thanks Tricia! I hope it wasn't too graphic for your taste..but knowing you, you'd tell me, lol. Thanks again and hope to hear from you soon.
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said this on 27 Sep 2009 5:02:48 AM CST
Thanks for a great read. I understand that he was trying to protect himself since older woman used him as a toy but he should not have initiated sex with her if he was afraid. BUt at least now they are both on the same page. Thanks
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said this on 27 Sep 2009 11:36:59 AM CST
Thanks Lady. Completely understood. I guess there was something he saw in Gwen that was worth taking the chance.
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said this on 19 Jan 2010 8:37:10 PM CST
Loved the story! Your stories tend to be pretty good. But one thing - grammar and spelling! I realise that you were probably rushing to update the story - but have someone give it a once over before you post.
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said this on 12 Jul 2010 10:24:08 PM CST
Thanks Robyn. I'll try to re-edit later...at the time of posting, I didn't have an online copy editor so things slipped through the cracks.
I try to be as descriptive as possible. :) |
said this on 12 Jul 2010 1:21:11 PM CST
This one is an all-time classic. Read it over and over. David is the kind of man every woman needs. What a sexy-ass dream boat of a guy.
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said this on 12 Jul 2010 10:19:53 PM CST
Thanks Ms. Sheeba! I'll have to go through and re-edited as time allows. By then the book will be on the shelves! LOL!
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said this on 30 Jul 2010 8:18:19 PM CST
Oh my what a story!All my favorite things - older woman, younger man and BW/WM. Now if I could just have one like David, I''d be set for life...lol.
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said this on 06 Aug 2010 7:13:21 AM CST
Thanks! I have to go back and re-edit the story here in the site...and revise it for the a full novel release coming soon.
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