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Post by Bree Marcus on May 26, 2010 17:25:22 GMT -5
Bree was very disappointed, she had been hoping they could work things out, but her image was important to her as his was to him. "No, you keep your bed, I can hang on the couch," she said as he pulled the Cami top of her lingerie off revealing small but perfect breasts. She stood and walked to the couch, trailing the white silk behind her and dropping it as she turned to drape herself over the furniture.She lifted her hips and began to shimmy the boyfriend shorts over her lower half leaving herself naked and staring up at the ceiling. Deciding that she wouldn't give up completely.She swung her legs back over the side and walked over to the small bar, getting herself a glass of rose wine which she sipped slowly as she rejoined Tyler on the bed. She laid herself across the bed and kissed him tasting of wine.. You don't even know what you're missing, Durnham," she whispered in a husky voice.
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Post by Tyler Durnham on May 27, 2010 3:56:35 GMT -5
“If you insist.” Tyler sighed, wondering just how much in trouble he was going to be in with Bree tomorrow, when they both had a full night’s sleep. From her reaction, he was fairly certain that what he had told her wasn’t what she wanted to hear. Well, there was nothing he could do about that really. Though he loved women, and would do a lot to charm one, he drew the line at such deceit, especially with a friend he cared for as much as her. He could have easily gone along with whatever she wanted to ensure a bit of fun for the night, and told her tomorrow that he changed his mind, but he wouldn’t do that to her. If that meant a long night, so be it. And at least other women understood him enough to be more than happy with what he was willing to give them.
And then out of the corner of his eye, he spotted her start to strip down. He’d never been rendered this speechless by a woman before. He’d never figured her to ever act like this. He couldn’t stop himself from watching, saying nothing as she stripped down completely and got herself a wine. Well, the woman was full of surprises it seemed, he guessed he didn’t know her as well as he thought.
She moved to the bed and he moved aside a little to make room. And when she kissed him, he could do nothing but return it, of course. “Well...” he drawled, taking her wine glass to set it down, “Maybe we should continue negotiations a bit longer.” he decided, pulling her to him.
Wrapped for Tyler
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Post by Bree Marcus on May 28, 2010 0:32:51 GMT -5
Hoping that making out would work in her favor, Bree put all her passion into it, knowing this likely would be her last chance to make this work.She had to show him that being with her was more important to his happiness than being without her. Kissing hims thoroughly, she showed him all the things her father had taught her as he degraded her. Despite the perversion, she had become quite talented at kissing any way. "Do you want me, Tyler? I am all yours if you do." She was slender and perfectly proportioned, genetics had been really kind and the multitude of dance lessons helped as well. She rubbed herself against him slowly, an expression of ecstacy on her beautiful face. "You feel so incredible. Tyler... I want you so badly.
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Post by Bree Marcus on May 30, 2010 7:38:28 GMT -5
Tyler was obviously enjoying her efforts but he wasn't giving in either. Desolation swept over Bree it it took all her remaining energy to pull off him and go find her robe. She pulled it over her too thin body and went to the window and groaned as she pushed it open. Without a word she climbed out and ran to her car, grateful that the sky only showed a tinge of light.
Heading home she went much faster than normal She headed for the hot tub needing to relax before she did anything else. She was really glad this wasn't the poolboy's day to work.
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