On the contrary, he’d hooked up often enough, but this was different. She was so innocent and new, something to explore. And she didn’t seem like ...he type of girl he’d normally, casually date. Never mind. He shifted his gaze to Zara. She looked good in black leather pants and a v neck top that showed a little bit of cleavage. Her hair was not down, but was straight and drawn back in a high ponytail. She was wearing only some burgundy lipstick and mascara. She looked good. Better than good, she. ”He stared at her for a few minutes and she looked back at him that sadness flowing back more and more with each passing moment that nothing was said.“So you want me to be your husband,” he asked. Her eyes snapped to his and she nodded without taking her eyes from his.He slowly walked to the bed and stood right between her legs her face level with his belly button her head tilted back to look up at him. He caressed down her face, then shoulders, then arms to her wrists and gripped them tightly. . I'll take any suggestions with anything better in the comments. [Status: Chapter Eight Released - 30/08/2022]Caffeinated Quickies: Honeyed Housewife (A Bimbo Bakery Short Story) - Mike comes home after receiving a big promotion to find his wife a very changed woman. A short, light, mildly silly story written for my amazing ByMeACoffee supporters featuring their own suggestions, kinks and story setting. It is a fun little break from my usual smutty themes, featuring a new Stepford twist.. . No, I shouldn't, said someone inside my head. Not her. Not my own daughter. Not when she was naked, and vulnerable, and there were guests below... I pulled away, and something flashed in her eyes - was it relief, surprise or disappointment? I looked at the clock on the wall behind her, not wanting to be drawn into any more feelings until I had gotten a grip on myself. "I'll see the guests out," I told her, my voice low, shaking. "Maybe we can have this some other day... Get dressed, hon. Go.