I do believe I posted this before, but I am currently going back and reworking these chapters so any feedback would be great! Sex scenes aren’t really my strong suit, so this is a pretty rough draft.
Chapter – Good Sex
The sex before and after the box was much different.
Before he was always a more aggressive lover, to say the least, but that was the way she liked it.
They would have sex at least every other day, sometimes twice a day, sometimes three times a day. They had the things they both liked but would get a little more adventurous at least once a week, it seemed. Nothing really ever seemed to be too far for Lorna, and nothing ever seemed to be unappealing to James.
The sex was never insane though.
Lorna had been with a couple guys who had made her evenings interesting, to say the least. Once Lorna was with a guy who had a fetish for sticking anything he could find up any orifice he could find. She didn’t quite walk right for those adventurous couple of weeks, but she didn’t hate it either.She wasn’t fully comfortable with him, though.
She definitely felt comfortable with James every night, it never got that far or that weird.
She remembered her favorite time with James so far, that afternoon when they both played hooky from work after lunch and went to a bar on the edge of the state. It’s not like they cared so much that they would be caught, it was just more fun to pretend you’re doing something wrong sometimes. Luckily the edge of the state was only an hour away, and the city in question was dead midday on a Wednesday.
Lorna had luckily dressed up that day, a summer dress showing her glistening tan long legs and her lipstick matching her earrings. James looked gruff and smelled like oil, she couldn’t quite keep her hands off of his arm or leg or knee during the ride to the bar.
James pulled out her seat at the bar, ordered two heavy drinks, and sat down promptly with his hand in between her dress, underneath the table but not hidden at the same time. She felt oddly turned on by the simple forceful act, and she couldn’t help but part her lips slightly to let an almost silent moan escape when he started exploring underneath her favorite cotton panties, as he took what he clearly thought was his, not caring who was around.
There weren’t very many people around, one nosy older gentleman in the booth to their right and the younger male bartender who pretended to wash the same glass three times in a row.
Lorna could tell they both were watching from the corners of their eyes, and she never felt more turned on.
James watched her closely as she climaxed, he took his time and listened to her breathing toward the end. He lit a cigarette, took a puff, handed it to her, and asked the bartender for a shot.
Lorna blushed as the bartender sat down two in front of her, one in front of James, with a smile on his face.
They left after the shots, James with a clear erection the entire walk out, and never made it out of the parking lot.
It was only 5pm and the traffic was bad. It was glaringly bright outside, and their car didn’t have much room to hide anything.
The bartender took the trash out twice before they were done.
She came three times before the afternoon was over.
The sex after the box, however, was much different.
James still took what he wanted but he didn’t pay attention to her breathing anymore, he didn’t carefully help her climax