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What Was Meant To Be (Part 3) [MF][Affair][Light Bondage][Penetration]

[[Part 1]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f8mar1/mf_what_was_meant_to_be_part_1)
[[Part 2]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f8x09m/what_was_meant_to_be_part_2_mf_oral_affair)

Our bodies draw near as we are bathed in the dim afternoon light of a rainy November day. Our reflections are faintly outlined in the flat floor to ceiling windows. There is an unquenchable desire rising within me. Your invite, your moans, and your taste all fill my mind. I have a sudden desire to bolt from the office. I squeeze your hand and you look up into my eyes, hungry and eager. I started the day expecting the same mundane experiences, only to home to an evening buried in the TV and our phones. But her you are, a breath of fresh air and a bold of lightning. I look toward the door and see that nobody is in sight. I lean in and kiss your lips softly. Your dark hair frames your face radiantly. I lean in, drawn by your beauty and my desire and kiss you boldly. Your lips part as my tongue slides in seeking to tangle with yours. You press you body against mine as you return the passion and desire of my kiss. A faint moan vibrates in the back of your throat as you press against my bulge. Read more »

What Was Meant To Be (Part 2) [MF] [Oral] [Affair]

[[Part 1]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f8mar1/mf_what_was_meant_to_be_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

The reverberates as the door closes behind us. Your lips are warm and soft against mine, but my body is rigid with shock. It is one thing to imagine what a first kiss is like, but it is another thing altogether to actually experience it. My eyes widen and my my pulse quickens. My mind reels, a plaintive mantra builds into a crescendo: *I’ve never cheated before.* You pull back, eyes meeting mine. My lips parted, as my body feels as if it is made with a mass of electric eels writhing with electricity.

Your eyes dim, and a flush blooms on your face. My hand reaches up instinctively to touch your cheek. I smile. *Forgive me, for I have sinned.* I lean in and brush my lips across yours, my hand sliding to the back of your neck. Your hair spills over my hand as I slowly draw you near. Our lips touch and I kiss you deeply and with far greater passion that I would have ever expected. You draw closer to meet my kiss as our lips part and our tongues touch. You sigh a light moan as my other hand lightly wraps around your waist and pull you against me. Read more »

[MF] What Was Meant To Be (Part 1)

It was a cold rainy November when crossed paths. You stood behind me in the line at a local nondescript coffee shop buried in the bowels of an unremarkable glass encased office tower. I was lost in the inevitable ennui of middle age. You were transfixed on swiping right on another opportunity for disappointment, wondering how long before you become jaded by the experience.

You shuffle forward, following the subconscious pulse of the line; a hive mind dreamt up by industrial design and efficiency studies. I remain resolute in my lack of rhythm and your step forward plants your phone into the small of my back. An insignificant collision under any other moon, under any other circumstance.

I turn around and smile, as to say *no problem, don’t worry about it* in one simple gesture. Your face flushed and you mutter out an apology. I roll out a quip to defuse your embarrassment and you return a smile. We inch forward, falling into a conversation as deep as milk in a saucer. But our smiles turn into laughter and by the time I reached the counter, I offer to buy your latte. You pause, briefly troubled by my request, but you simply smile and say “thanks.” Read more »