Erotica

by Tina Long

  “The tip for you is really consistent,” he revealed as he told her the amount.

  Barbara could not believe her ears as the amount corresponded to Three months of her salary.

  “That is great but you said that you would pay me too,” she reminded her doctor.

  “Yes, you are right and I will,” replied the doctor.

  “You can consider it a bonus since your performance was outstanding and I would like you to be my examination model if you want,” he offered.

  “I will think about it,” she replied with a blush.

  The End

  Threesome Night With Couple

  Anastasia Wood got into the limo which was to drive her to the Smithson's house where she was to have dinner with the couple. She imagined the couple to be an old boring one just like all her husband' friends tended to be. Her husband himself, Albert had declined the offer due to an apparent back ache. There was always something aching when it came to the old man. Be it his hip, his back or sometimes just his whole body. She knew it was something she had to expect when it came to old men but she wasn't thinking of such matters when she married him. She had been attracted to him by the money. There was also his very kind heart but mostly it was the money. She had thought that he would simply die in a few months and then she would have everything that she had ever wanted. And so without putting much thought to it, Anastasia married the old bag of bones.

  Life with him was not as easy as she had expected it to be. There was always the fact that she had to take care of him and that his children who were older than her twenty six years did not like her. The man could not even have sex without fear of breaking a bone. It was for this reason that she hadn't had sex in two years since she married Albert. Of course she could have always had an affair but that wasn't easy with his children constantly trying to discredit her. They would send all kinds of investigators to catch her in the process of doing something wrong so then an affair was out of the picture.

  She hadn't wanted to go to this dinner in the first place, but she knew that she needed to be on her husband's good side. You never know what could happen to an old man. She gazed outside the window until they arrived their destination.

  The Smithson's house was a beautiful one and big enough for one to tell that they were filthy rich. No one apart from a few close friends had ever seen them though because they were very private people. The reports of their accomplishments were the only thing one could hear about them. As a result, the press was always trying to get ways to find out more about them. Even Anastasia would occasionally wonder how they got so successful without revealing themselves to the public.

  Thomas the driver opened the car door for her and let her out of the car where she was greeted by the Smithson's butler who introduced himself as Edward. Edward ushered her into the house which was as beautiful inside as it was outside. You could also spot the efficiency among the servants. She grew envious remembering how the servants at the house she shared with Albert did not respect her enough to do anything she asked.

  The decor was lovely and from the paintings all around the house, it was obvious how the couple liked their artwork. There were also a few expensive looking sculptors at some points in the house. One particular one had the initials S.D and she made a mental note to ask for the sculptor's number. There was no reason why she could be in some old people's house and not enjoy herself.

  "It stands for Samuel Dickson," a voice just behind her said startling her.

  "What?" she asked turning around still out of breath.

  "Sorry to scare you," the woman behind her said, "I saw you looking at the sculpture. It was made by Samuel Dickson. I could get you his number if you want."

  The woman behind her who had just happened to read her mind was beautiful with long dark hair and caramel skin. She seemed a little bit older than Anastasia. Perhaps she was in her thirties but Anastasia thought she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. For a moment a jolt of jealousy hit her but it was overcome by her curiosity. She couldn't quite place the woman's origin and who exactly was she.

  "My name is Claudia," she said in a thick accent she also could not place. It was a beautiful one to hear though. The name suited her perfectly too. It was as exotic as she herself seemed to be. Anastasia stared at her for a while until she realized that Claudia expected an answer.

  "I'm Anastasia. Anastasia Wood," she said a bit too fast and immediately felt stupid for saying it. Of course Claudia knew she was Anastasia Wood. They had after all invited the Woods.

  "Welcome Anastasia," she said in that honey-like voice of hers.

  "Are you a relative of the Smithson's?" Anastasia asked. Claudia chuckled as if this was a very silly question.

  "No, I'm not a relative of the Smithsons. I am the Smithsons," she replied. Anastasia was shocked. She hadn't expected James's Smithson's wife to be so young. She was obviously older than herself but young nonetheless.

  "Oh. I'm sorry if I offended you," Anastasia apologized.

  "Don't worry yourself. I get that all the time. And if you are also curious about my husband, he's not an old man," she said. Anastasia was shocked because the thought had just occurred to her but she was too nervous to ask. Either this woman had gone through this a lot or she was a mind reader. Anastasia hoped for the first.

  "Follow me. I'll show you around,” Claudia said as she led Anastasia into another room," I know you're also wondering about my descent. My great grandfather was British and he married my great grandmother who was Turkish. Their son, my grandfather married an African woman and had my mother who married an American. That's how I get my looks."

  "It's no wonder you look different. Unlike anyone I've ever seen," Anastasia said as she nodded in understanding, "you are very beautiful if I may say so. And where do you get that accent? I can't quite place it."

  "Thank you Anastasia. It's a good compliment from a woman as lovely as you are. As for my accent, I've lived in a lot of places before settling down with my husband James. You can say I picked it up from around the world," she responded. Anastasia blushed although she was used to getting such compliments. However there was something about Claudia that made her try and seek her approval.

  She followed her around as she showed her room after room. Anastasia loved the house and it portrayed how much good taste the Smithson's had although that was also enforced by the huge amount of money yet had. The Smithson's could afford to buy any exquisite item they spotted without making a dent in their savings. It made Anastasia slightly envious because although she and Albert could afford to buy anything they wanted, the Smithson's appeared to be so much wealthier.

  "Where is Mr. Smithson," she asked after noticing that he still had not shown up.

  "He'll be joining us for dinner. He had some urgent business to attend to," she replied. Anastasia nodded as it was becoming her routine tonight. She secretly feared that her head would fall off from the excessive nodding she was doing. Claudia showed her the rest of the house and they talked about a range of topics from the decor to their wealthy husbands.

  The final room Claudia showed her was the library. It was big and filed with all kinds of expensive books that she did not think the couple read at all. Her own library was just one for show and no one ever bothered to read the books. She had heard though from Albert that his late wife Maria used to love reading. Albert liked to talk about the woman a lot and though Anastasia found it annoying it was one of the things she had learnt to deal with. Just the other day he was trying to compare her spending habits with the late Maria's and she had found it to be completely offensive that he did so.

  "If you are wondering, we do read the books," Claudia pointed out startling Anastasia again. She should have become accustomed by now to how this woman tended to surprise her but she wasn't.

  "Oh and I don't read people's minds," She added.

  "That is not really easy to believe when you keep saying what I'm thinking," Anastasia argued. Claudia laughed hysterical
ly at the comment. She had a beautiful laugh.

  "Believe me Anastasia I wish I could. I always wanted to as a child. I thought it would make me a superhero."

  "Then what happened after that," Anastasia asked eager to understand the sexy goddess in front of her.

  "I grew up and discovered that it wasn't possible. So I did the next best thing. I learnt to study people. I wanted to know how they think and what goes on in their heads," she said with a distant look in her eyes as if she could see the beautiful memory.

  "Well that's good. At least you could tell when people lie to you," Anastasia said.

  "It is fulfilling to be able to share other people's minds," she looked over at Anastasia and smiled.

  "What do you mean by that?" Anastasia asked her curiosity was getting the best of her. She was not sure if she wanted to know though. The woman seemed far too mysterious to her.

  "Like you for instance. I can tell that you're jealous of me," Claudia said causing Anastasia to gasp, "But there is something else you still don't quite understand. An attraction to me. You want to fuck me."

  Anastasia was shocked by how blunt this woman could be. She knew she had been checking her out but she thought she had been discrete. However knowing Claudia she realized that nothing could get past this woman. The attraction itself surprised her. She had never been attracted to any woman before but this one was different. She had never meant a woman as calm and sexy as Claudia. She instantly grew jealous of the man who had had the chance to marry her. Claudia with her soft looking lips, her smooth skin and her beautiful figure. What man or woman wouldn't kill to have her. It was no wonder they lived very private lives.

  Claudia moved closer to Anastasia making her lose her breath. She smelt like roses and jasmine. She must have been wearing some very expensive perfume. She moved closer again until her lips hovered over hers and captured them in a slow passionate kiss. Anastasia responded by a moan and kissed her back. Claudia's hand moved over to her cheek and Anastasia's moved around her neck in an effort to deepen the kiss. Anastasia could taste the red wine on her tongue and felt her core pooling with wet heat. Claudia pressed her into the wall and she could feel the curve of her breasts on her own and moaned softly again.

  "Hello there," she had someone say. She quickly broke away from the kiss ashamed at having been caught. I t was a strange and terrible feeling she never felt. She had married a man old enough to be her grandfather and had not felt a thing even when everyone mocked her but this time was different. Claudia on the other hand was too calm and just turned around slowly with a radiant smile on her face.

  "Hello there my love," she said excitedly as she ran to meet the man. He was a tall handsome man who was probably the same age as Claudia from the way he looked. She hugged him igniting a new spark of jealousy inside her. This had to be James Smithson, Claudia's husband.

  "You must be Anastasia," he said as he pulled away from his wife's embrace and came up to greet her.

  "Yes I am. You must be Mr. Smithson," she replied trying to seem polite yet feeling hostile towards him. Yet when he kissed the back of her hand out of politeness, Anastasia felt an instant attraction to him. She told herself that it was probably due to the fact that she hadn't had sex in a while and she felt like she could fuck anyone or anything.

  "Please just call me James. We are all friends here," he said waving his hand around the room, "and besides, there is no reason my wife should have all the fun."

  Anastasia suddenly remembered what she had been caught doing and felt embarrassed.

  "Look sir. I mean James. I'm so sorry about happened earlier and I can explain if you gave me the chance," she started to defend themselves. What astonished her though was how the two lovers began to laugh hysterically.

  "Relax Anastasia, I don't mind," James said between laughs.

  She did not understand how it could be okay to have another woman kissing your wife but she decide to let it go glad that she did not have to come up with a quick explanation. She was bad at that and always end up confessing. It was not a trait one would expect from a woman who had pretend to love an old man for his money.

  When the Smithsons were done laughing at her, it was decided that they should go on with the tour of the house. Claudia went to hold her husband's hand and Anastasia felt jealous at the small show of affection. She was being ridiculous and she knew it. The two were married and had a right to hold hands. Claudia had probably just kissed her out of pity and there was nothing between James and her. Unluckily for her, her jealousy did not go unnoticed by Claudia.

  "Don't be jealous my love," Claudia said as she stood in the middle so that she could hold Anastasia's hand also, "is that better?"

  Anastasia whose face had turned a deep shade of red nodded slightly hoping that it would go unnoticed. The tour did not last long and to Anastasia's surprise they ended up taking them to their bedroom. Claudia shut the door behind her and sat herself down on the bed. James moved closer to Anastasia and pressed her against the wall before kissing her softly on the lips. His lips were not like Anastasia's. They were firm and slightly rough. She felt them bruising her own delicate ones as they captured hers. He tasted of whisky and she could feel herself losing her breath.

  "Do you want us Anastasia?" James asked, "do you want us to fuck you."

  Anastasia nodded slightly then muttered a barely audible yes that he would have missed had he not been watching her lips closely.

  "Good," he said before leaning over to kiss her again. Claudia got up from bed and walked towards her husband and guest to get a better look. Not wanting to miss out, she ran her hands up his back and round to his waist where she unbuckled his belt. James pulled away from Anastasia and turned to his wife. By the way they acted it seemed as if they did this a lot of times. One only needed to give the other a signal and it was done. Claudia on getting this particular signal which was a slight tilt of his head, from James took Anastasia by the hand and led him to the bed. He lay her there gently and started to undress them both. When they were both fully naked, Claudia straddled Anastasia and leaned over to kiss her again. This time it was faster and more fueled with lust than the one they had shared in the library. She kissed her neck down to her shoulders and finally her firm breasts. Her teeth grazed lightly at the nipples before taking them into her mouth and sucking them. She then let her tongue move to her abdomen and down to her pussy licking and biting all that was on her way. Anastasia was so sure she would get a lot if hickies. When, Anastasia's tongue found her pussy. A moan escaped her throat at the pleasure.

  Anastasia was enjoying the feel of the woman's body on hers but wondered how her husband would feel inside her. It did not take long to realize this fantasy. In a few moments, James was beside her wife kissing her passionately and groping her hot body. Claudia got off Anastasia and James took her place laying on her but not putting much weight on the woman afraid he would crash her.

  James slid into her tight pussy effortlessly and began to move within her. He body moved in sync with his the whole time. Feeling daring, she stretched her hands to Claudia who was kneeling beside her and groping her breasts. She let her fingers slip inside her wet folds and soon even she was moaning along with the two of them. It went on for a while with James thrusting hard into her and her thrusting her fingers into Anastasia's pussy. They started to gain momentum and things went faster till James stilled on top of her and came triggering her own release. Claudia came two and they lay in bed for a while completely spent. It was Claudia who was the first to get up.

  "Let's get going. Dinner must be ready by now and we can't be late. You know how the new chef gets pissed when we're late," she said as she started to get dressed. Anastasia and James did the same and soon they were all out of the room heading for dinner. They walked into the dining room to find the already fuming chef waiting by the table which was already set.

  "Your food is getting cold," he said angrily that she wondered why the Smithson's had such a rude chef.

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p; "He is James' cousin," Claudia whispered to me already knowing her question before she dared to ask.

  They settled down to a lovely meal which justified the chef's hire. The meal itself was interesting with James' hand on her thigh throughout and Anastasia's leg sliding up hers. Afterwards, Claudia and Anastasia made a point to meet occasionally to 'catch up on things'. Anastasia went back home happier than she had been when she came here expecting to have dinner with some old people. This had definitely been fun and she couldn't wait to meet Claudia and her husband next time she visited. She decided it would be soon just to cool her down from the lust she was already feeling. Those two were indeed one of the strangest couples she had ever meant and maybe even the sexiest.

  The End

  Table of Contents

  Erotica: 11 Short Stories XXX Bundle

  Attracted to Daddy’s Best Friend

  Welcoming the New Neighbor

  Sleepover Turns Threesome

  Daddy’s Best Friend For Threesome

  Foot Fetish

  His Sister’s Shy Friend

  Keeper of Pleasure

  Lust Sitting

  Threesome at Birthday Party

  Wicked Exposition

  Threesome Night With Couple