Feelings

Comment #10

emilyg — Tue, 11 Jan 2011 23:47:49 GMT

truecritic - I've had more fun with this one. Thanks.

Comment #9

truecritic — Tue, 11 Jan 2011 11:52:28 GMT

NOW I see this one in your blog...Perfect! LOL

Comment #8

emilyg — Tue, 11 Jan 2011 04:51:33 GMT

Joker - glad u liked it. I saw the pic of Barney's "work".

Comment #7

joker17 — Tue, 11 Jan 2011 04:43:51 GMT

I gotta send this to my sister, she gonna pee in her pants.....lol Thanx Kitty....hee hee... I already sent my sis that pic I had of Braney frank's new job at the airport groping a guy....lol

Comment #6

emilyg — Tue, 11 Jan 2011 00:06:01 GMT

Thanks Jani, Shirbird and Sully. A DU member sent me this - just had to share.

Comment #5

sully16 — Tue, 11 Jan 2011 00:02:51 GMT

heheheheh sharing this one at work.

Comment #4

shirbird — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 23:45:56 GMT

ilove this, it was great

Comment #3

Jani Norman — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 23:28:53 GMT

still laughing loved it......;-)

Comment #2

emilyg — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 19:16:35 GMT

Thanks Rick.

Comment #1

Rick G — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 19:12:53 GMT

HA!...that was great!

Original Blog Entry: Feelings

emilyg — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 18:46:14 GMT

He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone. He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear. Just relax.

Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure.

When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply. Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.

Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking 'no' for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say ...

Okay, ma'am, all done. My eyes snapped open and he was standing in front of me, smiling, holding out my purse. You can board your flight now.

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