Meet Maria

Maria always had a slight suspicion her husband wasn't being completely faithful.  Maria was a beautiful women and could not figure out WHY he could or would betray her.  Maria was strikingly beautiful.   Soft blue eyes, full lips and shoulder length jet black hair were just a few of her outstanding features.  She wore little make-up; her beauty came naturally.  Her body was naturally impeccable and she still tried to exercise almost every morning.     She was also extremely patient and intelligent. Her husband, Mario, wasn't very attractive.  His personality and responsibility caught her attention.   He worked hard and long hours.  Mario's friends would often tease him suggesting that he forced her into marriage. 

She was waiting for the right time and place to tell him her mind blowing news.  She was hesitant about  how he was going to take it, as they hadn't been communicating as a happily married couple would in years. With her strict Latina upbringing, divorce was truly out of the question.  

 

They barely had sex.  In fact, they no longer desired each other anymore.  But six weeks ago, he came home late from work and she isn't sure what exactly gotten into him and then her, for that matter.   She had suspicions his lover hadn't been available that evening. 

 

Mixed emotions set in while she watched their five year old son play with his toy cars.  She had a grave uneasy feeling and  couldn't pinpoint why.  Her stomach suddenly became queasy and she quickly put her head in between her legs in hope that this awful feeling would go away. 

Dangerous

Daniella couldn't wait to get home and soak in a warm, soapy bubble bath. It became a weekly ritual..at times more than once. In fact, it was one of the places that she considered heaven. A place where she could relax and let herself go.

Marjorie glanced at the alarm clock wondering if they could fit in one more round. Probably not, she sighed. That wasn't the only time she sighed, yelled or moaned that day.

While sweet and seemingly innocent, Marjorie had an "anything" goes attitude when it came to sex. Her appetite for pleasure was immense as was her lovers.

She gently brushed up against the man in her bed making sure he felt her breasts against his back.

"Mmmmm", he moaned.

"It's time to go, Daniella will be home soon", she whispered.

He took his hand and passionately rubbed her inner thigh purposely getting as close as he could to his favorite spot.

The best part about Marjorie and her lover was that they had to be extremely secretive. They were careful and no one had the least bit of knowledge that they were an amazing item in between the sheets. They couldn't know. This explained why Marjorie had no care in the world to find a steady boyfriend. She had everything she wanted under one big roof.

It was pleasurable, intense, passionate, gentle, rough at times, desirable, amazing mind blowing sex. Something that they both needed, wanted, and ached for as much as they could breathe.

Daniella Teaches: Nicholas Speechless

With every last ounce of patience, Nicholas bit his tongue.  He thought about leaving class but he knew he had to stay.  I can't believe this professor, if that is what you want to call her, embarrassed the crap out of me. I need to make her pay somehow, he thought.  I will just have to get to know her better, he smirked. 

 

Daniella began to teach the class.  A class full of thirty college students.  While Daniella wasn't organized, she was extremely knowledgeable and talented.  She was also an amazing teacher.  She broke any material into understandable masterpieces.  Brilliance a colleague once told her.  In college, she was often called upon in class to help other students. 

 

Daniella asked, "Sir, would you please pass out the syllabus, since you seem to be daydreaming?"

 

Nicholas again in a daze thinking of revenge, unaware the professor was speaking to him. 

 

"Hello?", Daniella further questioned, as she lightly nudged his shoulder.

 

"What?", Nicholas jumped.  Who does this b.... think she is? "Oh, I mean I am sorry", Nicholas stood up as he brushed off his shoulder.  "Yes, ma'am, I apologize", Nicholas replied.

 

Daniella now sheepishly smiling responded, "Thank you, sir". 

 

As Nicholas walked around the classroom handing out the syllabus, his friend Eduardo whispered, "She digs you."  Nicholas rolled his eyes and responded, "Hardly".  Then it dawned on him, could she possibly like me? Or, me her.  Eduardo made a good point, all chicks are attracted to me.  Either that or I need sleep.  Nicholas quickly shafted romance out of his head.  It was hard for him to forget about women, romance, and sex. 

 

There was no doubt he was handsome.  Nicholas never had a problem getting a date or laid for that matter.  He was stunning.  Dark thick hair never out of place, perfectly cut and styled, even when he was tired. 

Hell, he never slept last night.  He ran home and jumped into the shower to wash away the stench of whiskey, vodka, and beer...before heading to class. 

Not being able to get the professor off of his mind again, he began staring at her.  Hmmm he thought to himself.  She isn't half bad.  But, she probably is not worth the chase, she looks as if she only believes in extraordinary love...something that doesn't exist.