ARTHURAh...this woman.This kiss exploded, our passion and chemistry even more electric than I thought possible. The small confines of the car just amplified everything I felt. It was so electric after a few minutes, I had to pull back to catch my breath.In the narrow beam of the moonlight, I watched Doris’ breasts rise and fall. She was still pressed against me, breathing heavily.Her eyes were already blown wide with lust and wonder. Doris stumbled over her words. "Th-that was amazing.” "You’re amazing," I said, and I kissed her again, harder this time. Passion built like a hurricane in a bottle, fast and furious. The Porsche became a maelstrom. There was a lot of passion between us. I ached for her, burned for her. I wanted her so bad. Every cell of mine wanted her. My skin, my chest, my thighs, and my hands.I’d wanted her for so long. It had all been building to this. I slid my fingertips over a stray lock of her shiny hair that had fallen across her forehead and tucked it
DORISI didn’t know whether or not to be embarrassed that I just came all over Arthur’s fingers. I decided not to be. He was a master.I leaned against his chest. Boneless.“So, you like that,” Arthur asked, smug pride in his voice.“Meh,” I joked. “Not sure. Maybe we need to try again so I can really be sure.”"Oh, we're going to try again, alright," he said, his voice dark with commanding promise.I shivered.He gripped my ass firmly.Then everything was a blur when he pulled his pants down, and carefully lowered me onto his hardness. I was so full with pleasure. He waited, teeth grinding together firmly with his barely held back patience as I took a moment to adjust.Arthur moved, just the tiniest bit.It was like slipping into an alternate reality of stars and rain and magic.“Ride me, Doris. Doris. Ride me like there’s no tomorrow.”So I did. Arthur took control, his strong hands on my hips, setting the pace to a rhythm only he could hear.Arthur thrust up into me, harder and har
DORISThe next morning early, I went to the New York City government land building department. I talked to one clerk after another and finally asked to talk to the manager. The manager was a bored man with thin brown hair on the sides of his head. He had a few oily strands pulled over the top of his head in a bad comb-over that almost covered his bald spot. I explained the situation again, and I gave him a piece of paper on which I had written the number for the tract of land. The manager talked in circles, explaining without saying anything, why the NYC government had to seize this particular piece of land and why his hands were tied.He put his hands out to his sides in a helpless gesture. "What can I do? I’m only a manager. There’s nothing you can do. I’m so sorry for your client's financial loss, and I understand you’re going to lose the commission. I understand if you’re angry."I squinted my eyes at him. His whole speech sounded rehearsed and insincere."But believe me when I
ARTHURThe next morning, I went to my mother's real estate office. I walked right past the busy ladies at the desks. I gave it a chin nod to Bob, not even bothering to say hello.I opened the door to my mother’s office in the back without knocking."Hello, Mother," I said formally."Oh, Arthur. Hello."I sat down without an invitation to do so."Mother, track 42345 in Brooklyn that the government is seizing to turn into a cemetery. Did you have anything to do with that?"She opened her eyes extra wide with exaggerated innocence, "Who me?" She asked."Mother," I said with a warning growl. She didn’t say anything."Andrea," I said. "I find it very suspect that a piece of land that Doris sold all of a sudden is so important to the US government."My mother still didn’t say anything. "I also find it kind of suspect that she was going to be hired by Cushman and Wakeman, and then suddenly wasn't. Did you have anything to do with that?"My mother didn't answer, but instead went on the atta
DORISIt was another long day. When the elevator doors closed, taking me up to my apartment, I let my body slump. I leaned my shoulder against the side of the elevator wall.Yesterday I couldn’t believe it when Mia asked why I didn’t live in the penthouse.Then this morning, I was surprised when I didn’t get any of the contracts back for the three apartments that I showed earlier in the week. I was so sure the couples were going to get back to me. I left phone calls for each of the clients, but I hadn’t heard back yet.I spent lunchtime brainstorming with Nina, trying to think of some ways to get that tract of land in Brooklyn back to the old man who bought it and out of the hands of the government. With Nina's help, I came up with some possible ideas. I would need Arthur‘s help and connections to pull off some of them. I refused to give up. I made myself feel optimistic.Nina still felt Andrea might be behind at all. I wasn’t sure.I hadn’t made any other significant progress this w
DORISFirst thing in the morning before work, I spent time writing more emails to the New York City building department. It was an exercise in frustration.My mentor Kate gave me a few more leads. I also called the three real estate possibilities that I was sure would be signed contracts by now. Unfortunately, none of those couples answered my calls. I spent the afternoon working my butt off for Heritage Properties, but nothing panned out.I visited Mia for a few minutes after work. Even though she was her wonderful, cheery seven-year-old self, I had to admit my mind was elsewhere.I made myself pay attention to Mia, knowing that her father was often distracted and her real mother had been absent her whole life. I left as soon as Mia finished telling me about her day.Then I went to visit Noah. I had to admit I felt good about moving him to the private wing of the hospital with his own private, upgraded bedroom. It was evident in this wing, the nurses had more time for him.When I
DORISWe were going to have sex. I knew it, and Arthur knew it.And I didn’t realize how much I wanted it until that moment.Arthur stopped kissing me for a moment, probably because we both needed to take a breath.He cupped my cheek, and he looked at me with tenderness.I tilted my chin up and smiled at Arthur. His lips looked masculine and perfect and so kissable. He bent down and kissed me again. I was in heaven.I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed in close. My lips opened more as if they were functioning of their own accord, inviting him more and more to conquer me.Arthur didn’t need any more hints than that. He took control. His tongue slipped in and glided against mine. Arthur moaned into my mouth. It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.“Bed, baby,” he said. He picked me up, wrapped my legs around his waist, and carried me to my bedroom.All my exhaustion of the day was forgotten in an instant.Arthur lay me down on the bed like I was the most precious thing i
ARTHURPerhaps there was nothing as beautiful as seeing Doris make her 'O' face. Head thrown back in the throes of ecstasy in orgasm. For a moment, I stayed inside her, even though my body was softening, and my mind too. I looked at Doris underneath me, and everything was right in my world.I disposed of the condom, took off my suit jacket and unbuttoned my shirt, and got back into bed with her.I gathered Doris closer to me so her head was lying on my chest. I put my arm around her and rested my chin near the top of her head."Little Dove," I said to her, "give me 20 minutes to recover, and maybe I will be ready for round two.""I guess I would be up for that," Doris said.She laughed a happy, little feminine giggle. Then she caressed my abs, and it made me glad that I worked out daily in my gym and could provide her with a hard body like she probably dreamed of."I still wanted to talk about our relationship," Doris said. "The more we have sex, the more confused I get." She gave