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What She's Been Missing



She bounded up the three flights of stairs to her apartment. The day had been long and her head had only been partly present for most of it. In the back of her mind, despite the words they had exchanged last night, she had hoped Travis would call. He hadn’t and that knowledge was more distracting than if they had just fought via text all day. She was mentally exhausted but her body felt wound up, like she was itching to do something. As she debated between taking a hot bath or pulling out her vibrator, she smacked into a hard chest.


“Fuck, I’m sorry!” she exclaimed as she righted herself and looked up at her neighbor, Isaac. He was a good three to four inches taller than her and, as she learned last night, eleven years older than her. She couldn’t deny his good looks and the way he just seemed so much more like a man than Travis.


“It’s all good Lauren.” he smiled warmly at her. “Are you feeling better today?”


She smiled sheepishly, half embarrassed that her older neighbor had been the one to comfort her after the big blow out with Travis. “He didn’t call.” she shrugged, “but I guess that tells me what I need to know, huh?”


“It certainly does,” he remarked kindly, “but chin up, the day could get better.”


“Yeah,” she scoffed as she rolled her eyes. She noticed his eyes narrow at her a little and instantly felt ashamed for her rudeness, a new sensation for her seeing as sarcasm is as natural to her as breathing. “Thank you for checking on me last night and staying to talk awhile. It was really nice of you.”


She moved to walk around him and down the hall but he stopped her by placing his hand gently on her hip. The contact spread shivers of warmth throughout her body and her cheeks flamed. She was afraid to look into his eyes in case he saw the lustful desire he conjured in her. He placed a finger under her chin however and wordlessly commanded her to look at him. She couldn’t read his expression, but he gave no sign of noticing the effect he had on her.


“I’ve got to run a few errands. Try to be a good girl.”


With that, he started down the stairs, leaving her confused by what he meant. She walked the short distance to her door, fumbling through her messenger bag for her house key. Outside the door was a small but gorgeously arranged bouquet of flowers and a small silver gift bag with light pink tissue paper.


I’ll be here at 8pm. Leave the door unlocked and be wearing what’s in the bag, lying face down on your bed.

She read the typed note attached to the flowers over again then flipped it over several times hoping the sender’s name would appear. The gesture was so incredibly unlike Travis, but last night had been...had almost been?... the end of their relationship. Now would be the time for elaborate shows of affection. Once she and all her belongings were finally inside, she opened the gift bag. Inside there was a bottle of erotic massage oil, a black silk blindfold, and a pale pink thong with floral lace detailing. It was beautiful and soft in her hands, the most feminine piece of lingerie she owned by far. Well good, she thought to herself, maybe he is finally getting advice from somewhere other than pornhub.


She enjoyed a couple glasses of wine while she tidied her apartment then at 7:30, she touched up her hair and makeup with a fresh layer of lipstick and re-curling a few fallen strands. After a spritz of perfume to each wrist, she dabbed them to her neck and undressed. The air in her apartment was comfortably warm against her naked flesh. The thong caressed her smooth legs as she pulled it into place. By 7:55, she was blindfolded, laying face down on her bed in nothing but the thong. The bottle of massage oil was opened, ready for use on her nightstand.


Finally, she heard the sound of her apartment door being opened then closed. Footsteps echoed quietly through the rooms as they got closer to her open bedroom door. Every fine hair on her body stood on end in anticipation and the thin material covering her cunt was already damp with her arousal. She struggled to remind herself that this was an apology act and she had spent last night and all day pissed at him, thinking they were over.


She heard a soft groan of approval from her bedroom doorway and smiled to herself. Soft footsteps made their way to her bed as her skin tingled with expectation. She felt his presence near her bed before she felt the feather light touch of fingertips brush up her calf. He continued to brush his fingers up the back of her thigh, over her rounded buttocks, then followed the path up her spine.


“Travis, I…” she started to say while attempting to sit up on her elbows to talk to him but his hand splayed flat between her shoulder blades and pushed her flat again.


“Shhh” he hushed her soothingly, despite the firm hold he had.


She relaxed, deciding that talking would be better as they bask in the afterglow of hot makeup sex anyway. He removed his hand then the sound of the bottle snapping open broke the silence in the room. The cool oil hit the back of one leg, then the other. As his hands started to rub the oil around, she sighed and closed her eyes. He worked on both calves simultaneously, varying up the pressure between massage to sensual rubbing. She let herself get lost in the moment as his hands worked their way up the back of her thighs to her ass and hips. He applied more oil as necessary, his hands easily gliding over her soft skin.


He rubbed her ass sensually, taking his time to inch closer and closer to the edge of the material covering her hot cunt. Her legs spread on their own and she felt her hips tilt, putting her arousal on display. She heard him grunt a sort of laugh at her apparent neediness but she had little time to care. His finger swept under the thin material effortlessly and slid between her wet lips. She moaned with need but he continued teasing her, as if he was just enjoying the feel of her soft, damp folds. Without removing his hand, he kissed her lightly at the base of her spine. His finger brushed against her clit again as he planted more soft kisses up her spine. He kissed his way up further while his finger started circling the swollen nub. She groaned with slight frustration as she tried to push her hips into his hand. She wanted his fingers inside her badly.


“Please!” she begged.


“Not yet.” she heard him whisper, not sounding quite like himself.


She felt him lean over her and kiss the small of her neck. As an unrecognizable, but somewhat familiar scent of cologne washed over her senses, her skin registered soft facial scruff. Travis had been clean shaven just yesterday. Her entire body froze as it dawned on her that the man touching her wasn’t Travis at all. Before she could react, the finger playing with her very wet cunt was buried inside her then quickly joined by a second finger. She gasped out loud with the sudden pleasure. She felt his warm, soft lips sensually kiss along her neck and shoulders as his fingers curled to find her G-spot. Her mind was a mix of fear and confusion, but above all else, she felt an orgasm building, fast and strong.


He kept her pinned in place with his body as his fingers continued bringing her closer to the edge. His free hand and mouth touched and kissed her in all the right ways. Her body wanted everything she was being given but her mind wouldn’t let it take over completely. The cologne he wore was still familiar to her but she struggled placing it. The skillful hand finger-fucking her placed a third finger against her clit and the erotically new sensation caused her to jolt with lust.


At the same time, she suddenly knew it was Isaac. Her body took the information over from there and she came hard. She screamed loudly into her pillow as felt her cunt convulse on his unrelenting fingers. Tremors of release coursed through her entire body and heat radiated off her skin. When the tremors finally subsided, she felt satisfied and relaxed. Isaac removed his fingers.


“Take the blindfold off and sit up, please.” he said calmly, though no longer whispering.


She did as he asked, keeping her arms folded over her naked chest, and stared at the down comforter. Again, he placed a finger under her chin and gently coerced her into looking at him.


“That’s just the beginning of what I can show you about how a man treats his baby girl.” he said simply while looking into her eyes.


With that, he got up and left her apartment, leaving her wanting him to show her all of those things right then.



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