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Subject: {ASSM} RP Georgetta: The Bet 02/12 by The Dolphin (MF rom slow)
Date: Fri, 21 Jul 2000 20:10:07 -0400
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WARNING : The following story contains descriptions of sexual
acts performed between consenting adults. If you are not at
least 18 years of age, or you find this brand of literature
offensive, then exit this file/message now. (!)
Caveat lector; you read at your own risk.
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Written by: The Dolphin
Anohter note: The girl in this story is a real person, an ex-girlfriend of
mine. We parted amicably, and I still care about her a lot. This story is
a work of fiction - it never happened, although I have shared it with her,
and she enjoyed it. I hope you do too! The names have been changed to
protect us both. Georgetta is the name of another girl that I have desired,
but the physical descriptions of my heroine are of my ex-girlfriend.
And finally, this story has been improved slightly since its original
posting, and I believe it to be a better tale now. Some of the technical
points have been tightened up, and a minor mistake here and there improved
upon. Thanks to some comments from Celeste's Reviews for their feedback and
suggestions. A good writer can usually be improved by a good editor.
There will also most likely be more to this story. A good number of readers
have written me and begged me for more adventures of Chris & Georgetta, so
more to this tale is definitely in the works!
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Part 1: Friday Night
Chapter 2: A glass of wine and thou...
She walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. Her breasts swayed as
she walked, and moved slightly inside the halter, and she could feel the
tight panty brushing up against her. She liked the feel of the cool leather
on her skin, pressing snug against her breasts. "Now I know what the
attraction to leather is!" she thought to herself. Opening the
refrigerator, she found the bottle of wine she and Chris had bought the
previous weekend and placed it on the counter. She opened the silverware
drawer and pulled out the wine opener. The bottle opened with a satisfying
"pop". She got a glass down from the cabinet and began pouring the wine
when she saw Chris's handwriting on the bottle.
"Drink me to here" it said, and it indicated almost half of the bottle.
"Getting me drunk to take advantage of me, he is!" she said out loud. "He
better be very good to me tonight" she thought, and continued pouring.
Measuring the bottle against the glass she had poured, she realized it was
about two good-sized glasses, more than she usually had, and certainly
enough to loosen a few inhibitions.
Georgetta returned the wine bottle to the refrigerator and then picked up
the wine glass and walked back into the bedroom. She picked up the novel
Chris had sent and walked back out into the living room to her favorite
chair. She carefully arranged herself onto the sofa cushion and took her
first drink of wine. Setting the glass down on the end table, and noting
the red lipstick she had left on the glass, she opened the book to the
bookmark Chris had left, and began to read.
It was one of her favorite romance writers. This author wrote wonderfully
romantic happy stories, but sprinkled liberal amounts of sexual activities
and adventures throughout. The usual "man- meets-girl-and-falls-in-love,
man and girl both meet others and fool around, and then
man-and-girl-manage-to-save-their-love" type story. This section Chris had
her start at quickly got into the "fooling-around" scenes, and she read
attentively as one bedroom encounter led to another and yet another, as the
hero and heroine made one romantic adventure after another. After several
very good chapters, she realized that she had finished the first glass of
wine. She set the book aside and stood up from the chair.
She walked carefully into the kitchen and retrieved the bottle from the
refrigerator. She felt incredibly sexy dressed in this motorcycle slut
outfit, and let her hands wander momentarily over her breasts and down her
body before returning to her breasts. A brief caress or two and she could
feel her nipples hardening beneath the leather halter.
"I may need to convince Chris to let me keep this outfit after tonight!" she
thought to herself. "Shouldn't be too hard to do that", the thought
continued, and she smiled.
She poured the wine into her glass, noticing that she had almost passed the
marking on the bottle that she was supposed to drink. The glass was full as
she returned the bottle to the refrigerator and then walked back into the
living room and the novel. As she sat into the chair, the skirt rode well up
her thighs, showing much of the skin above the tops of the stockings. She
could feel the leather panty snuggle up against her clitoris, and knew that
at least part of Chris's plans were beginning to work. She was just a
little buzzed, definitely feeling the effects of the glasses of wine she was
consuming. She was also getting a little aroused.
She picked up the novel and was quickly caught up in the lovemaking
described in the book.
Continued in Chapter 3: Scenes from a Trashy Romance Novel
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