Lapdance

 (MF, rom, exh)

by SafeWord

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No sex - short - real life situation.

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He sits alone, a big man, solid, mature. 
Gold gleams, on his neck, on his huge hands. 
I move close, beside him. 
He smells nice, his hair, his skin. 
Clean.

We talk, about, my home, my real home.
Far away and my wistful dreams.
A family someday, a small house, children. 
He listens, really listens.
All the while, we laugh, joke, together.

I ask him, a private dance, perhaps?
He smiles, asks questions.
I tell him, the price, the rules. 
The no contact rule. 
The no touching rule.

He laughs, agrees.
I lead him, to the back.
Into the darkness of a quiet spot.

I lied...

Rules...

Not for this man.

If he wants to...
touch me...

He can...

Anywhere!


SafeWord
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