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Simone, 27

Journal 51

Simone 27

Lawyer

Life
A flat near the courts and a man who is not a client.
Temper
Exact and hungry

Kinks

  • Twenty-seven and fifty-nine, met at a concert
  • Heels on until she parks them on the floor
  • She brings him close and decides when

Simone is twenty-seven and practices law. Richard is fifty-nine. They met at a concert, both in the audience, and he has never been her client. She likes heels, a charcoal suit, and edging a man who can take an instruction. If either of them says stop, it stops. The library stacks are a place they walk through. The sex happens after, at home.

The blog

2 entries, newest first.

Her rules

I sat on the library window ledge after hours, staff door locked behind us because a friend on the desk had waved us through and left. Charcoal jacket off. White shirt. Heels on the floor beside me. Richard stood between my knees, fifty-nine, waiting. I am twenty-seven. I said the rules are the same as the concert. You ask. I answer. If I say stop, you stop. Tonight I want…

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The stacks

Dusk in the law library, charcoal suit, short natural hair, stacks going dim. I was not working. Richard was not a client. He is fifty-nine. I am twenty-seven. We had tickets later and an hour to waste, and I wanted to waste it on him. I told him to walk me to the quiet end and kiss me, and to keep his hands where I put them, and that he…

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