The passion began to build as they kissed each other more and more. He slowly sat up and reached into his boot and pulled a knife out, he grabbed her ...odice and cut through the cord. Tossing the knife to the side he grabbed both sides of the bodice and ripped it from around her body. She began to moan then as the lust and desire were beginning to pulse through her body. He began kneading her breasts, pulling her chemise down to find her breasts. His tongue began to circle her nipples, first on. This time I was thinking a fantasy of having sex at the window side. I was thinking how my g/friend will will look when she stood in front of the window, staring out into the darkness, her arms around her abdomen. Her gaze wasn’t directed anywhere in particular, just looking. She watched the traffic from her third floor apartment, perfectly naked. Her mind wandered, never settling on anything specific, just thinking.I woke up in her bed, naked and alone. I sat up and rubbed his eyes. Where was. She had to feel the rage and he had to release it. Finally she nodded and confirmed his thoughts, before sliding out of her chair and beneath the table to the space between his legs. She unbuckled his belt without a word and then unbuttoned his jeans. Grabbing the waist of his jeans and boxers she tugged as he lifted up and then tossed his pants and shorts to the side. Sitting there kneeling between his legs she knew that he was going to allow her this one pleasure. He was going to allow her. This was what I wanted and needed."What took you so long?" She said as our embrace finally ended."What do you mean?" I wasn't ready to answer that question."You called me over two hours ago and said you were on your way." We walked into the front room and sat on the couch."Sorry, my dad stopped by and you know how he can be." There wasn't any way I could tell her the truth; so I lied."God, Paul," she had tears in her eyes, "I love you so much, but sometimes the way you act makes me think you're.