Her last novel had been written around the time of our divorce, which was why it had such a noticeably sadder tone. The pictures in the cabin of me po...ing with each new book… ‘Who is R.S.M.?’ I asked as my mind turned over the facts. ‘Almost all her books were dedicated to R.S.M.’ Scott shifted around on the rock and looked at his feet. ‘I… I thought you knew about that, too… ‘ He sat up and wrapped his arms around his bent legs. ‘Reuben… Scott… Melik,’ he said slowly, separating each name. . Even the men with babies or toddlers looked at her, and she could feel, actually feel, their longing, they wanted to fuck her, all of them. She knew what they wanted to do and it made her wet between the legs. She could actually feel her outer labia quivering and briefly closed her eyes to enjoy that thrill as her clitoris trembled, the wonderful little stalk.In the check-out line her deep cleavage drew admiring stares and the clerk smiled and licked his lips as he gave her change. Her full. 'In moments, it seemed, they were at the hotel, her wrap covering her breasts and thigh as they went in the door. She was relieved she didn't recognize any of the door people, and plastered herself against Steve's hard body as the elevator door closed behind them. His hand reached behind to feel her buttocks, slipping into her panties and caressing the soft flesh, pulling her tight against his stiffness.In the room, she pulled off her blouse and threw it on a chair. She stood before Steve as he. My heart automatically races, beads of sweat magically appearing on my foreheadand chest. My senses become almost panicked, my ears straining almost painfullyto hear the slightest sound. I even hold my breath, as the sound of it interfereswith my intense search for the slightest sounds of my Beloved as He moves aroundthe room. I know He is planning something, but I never know when the firstsensation will come, or what it will feel like. The anticipation is unbearable,until suddenly, the hot,.