Kindle Edition
C. E. Todd Books
Category:
Romance
Publisher: C. E. Todd Books
Pages: 48
Copyright: November 2, 2013
Price: $2.99 (eBook)
Sara meets up with Jack, who has some surprises for her.
Hi, I'm Sara. On the plane trip over to Oxford for the summer, I met this rich lawyer-type, who wasn't bad looking, either. His name was Jack. Well, he was in control of everything, which was kind of appealing at first, so I decided to "broaden my horizons", like my Mom told me to. One night is one thing, but now this Jack guy calls and wants to spend a weekend together. I'm just not sure I'm ready for that. And even if I was, I'm not sure Jack is the guy I'd want to spend it with.
Third in series. Approx. 10,000 words.
Excerpt
Sara walked inside, gathered her things, and walked back to her room. Sara was avoiding her emotions again. Did she really want to see Jack? Sexually, he was just plain gorgeous. There should be more to it, though, shouldn’t there? She’d had so many encounters recently, not to mention Professor Evans. That feeling he gave her; was it love? Affection? Friendship? Maybe she should cool things in order to explore that, or maybe honor it. These issues were new to her, and Sara wasn’t used to so much novelty at once. As far back as Sara could remember, her life had been stable, predictable almost to a fault, and it worked. The disciplined, intense student with no social life was the person who was headed to law school. But she was already headed to law school. This was supposed to be a vacation, wasn’t it? Well, yes, it was. Sara smiled to herself. She wasn’t used to feeling comfortable.
As Sara walked into her room, Sara got up out of her desk chair, and opened her closet. Now, what to wear? She glared carefully at her outfits. She thought about pants and a shirt, but that seemed too informal for dinner and Shakespeare. She settled on a blue textured sheath dress. She decided to add a strapless bra and panties – this was dinner and Shakespeare, not a frat party, after all. She slid her light blue silk bra and panties on and admired herself in the mirror. She did look good. She thought of Jack, and her hand slid over her stomach. Sara closed her eyes, picturing Jack, hovering over her, his towel falling away, as his eyes bore into her. Her hand slid down. She gasped as she imagined Jack’s lips meeting hers, his chest pressing against hers, his cock settling into her wetness. She slid a finger inside, parting her legs slightly, and felt the familiar rush of electricity radiate from her wetness. Sara felt her stomach clench as she tilted her hips forward and pumped her finger. Her pussy was swollen, now, and began to quiver. Her nipples, hard now, poked over the top of her bra, rubbing against its edge. Sara slid a second finger inside her pussy, and felt her stomach contract hard, then relax slightly. She was coming.
She withdrew her hand, and washed it, then slid her dress over her head. The textured dress felt soft and reassuring as it slid over her stomach. She glanced in the mirror. She looked sophisticated. She decided on black flats, as they’d likely be walking a bit, and she didn’t want to seem – what? – slutty? Sara looked at herself, and announced to herself that she was ready. It was ten ‘till six.
Sara locked her room, and walked outside. As she stood on the sidewalk, a low, black car suddenly pulled up to the curb. Sara’s never seen a car like this – low, sleek, and fast. Jack hopped out and walked quickly up to Sara, extending his hand. He looked so confident, dressed in a blue and green striped tie, blue oxford button-down shirt, dark blue wool pants, and tasseled loafers. He was every bit the part Sara imagined a successful attorney to be – confident, powerful, assuring. He took Sara’s hand and lifted it to his lips, kissing it softly as he bowed slightly.
“Hello, beautiful,” Jack said as he looked up at her.
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