Journal 49
Valerie 48
Wine buyer
- Life
- A stone cellar at work and a room upstairs that is hers.
- Temper
- Assured and fond
Kinks
- Forty-eight and twenty-seven, she is the older one
- He kneels because he wants to
- A burgundy blouse, then skin
Valerie is forty-eight and buys wine for her own shop. Adam is twenty-seven and pours at a different one. He is not her staff. They met at a tasting that neither of them hosted. She likes worship that is sincere, and silk that comes off when she says so. He can walk back to his own shop. He keeps choosing hers after hours.
The blog
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The silk blouse
I sat on the cellar bench in the burgundy blouse, one heel off, Adam between my knees because I had pointed. Twenty-seven. I am forty-eight. The shop had been dark for an hour. I said I want your mouth on my cunt again and then I want you to fuck me on this bench, and I will tell you the pace. He kissed the silk over my stomach first. I…
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The shop was closed. Stone, unlabeled bottles, the burgundy silk blouse I had worn to the tasting. Adam stood at the bottom of the steps with his jacket off, twenty-seven, careful. I am forty-eight. He does not work for me. I had invited him. I said the cellar is private tonight and the wanting is separate from anyone's job, and I want your mouth on my cunt if you still…
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