No Strings Attached – An Erotic Story
Another month had flown by and still no response from Miss Mysterious. She hadn’t responded to either my texts or my phone calls. I tried to put her out of my mind, which was near impossible. There were too many memories of doing things I’d never done before. Getting spanked, tied up, fucked in bondage, and so much more! It was Friday night and I was eagerly hoping for a late-night text. But nothing. So, I decided to stop by my local and enjoy a couple of drinks. It was a good place, with lots of regulars hanging around, looking to get lucky. I had been chatting with a couple of them when a familiar voice whispered in my ear: “Hey handsome.” The voice, the smell… everything about her was achingly familiar. As I turned around, I found Aria, all dolled up and dressed to kill. Was she there to attract a sugar daddy? I knew there was at least one in her life. She wore a neon green miniskirt and a low-cut black blouse that hugged every curve. ...