 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Vic at on 21.04. at 21:07:17 As you all know, Apr. 15th was inc-me tax day. Being self-employed, that means that besides coughing up major $$$, I also have to worry about making some error that will result in me being bankrupted, imprisoned, or both. My dear Marie picked up on my stress level, and announced upon c-ming home from work that I was being "kidnapped", and had no further say in the evening. After a great dinner on a restaurant balcony by the Ohio river, she informed me that I was to drive us to a nearby state forest. I was directed to one of our favorite spots- a high hilltop vista with only one access road. Any approaching vehicle gives you 1 1/2 minutes warning by the sight of it's headlights in the valley below! Marie handed me a canvas tote and said "get ready". It contained a new pair of black tights and my black leather Bloch slippers. (Miraculously enough, no one else was out that mild night). A huge, full amber moon was just c-ming up over the horizon. I heard a bit of rustling and shuffling behind the truck, and there appeared my beloved Marie, clad in only ivory tights, black leather slippers, and a short, lightweight crimson robe with an oriental dragon embroidered on the back! She picked up a blanket, and reached out a hand to me, to hold as we walked to the summit of the hill. "Relax- your worries are all behind you" she said as I lay down and she began nuzzling the bulge in my tights. A bit later, she pulled my tights down, and popped me right into her sweet lips! This was almost too good to stand! She can always tell when I'm about to lose control, and backed off for a moment. She stood up, a ghostly silhouette with the full moon behind her. She appeared to be fingering between her legs, when there was a small "ripping" sound. Access!!! She undid the tie of her robe, and eased down upon me. Together, my thrusts and her pumps were too good to stand! The cries of our climax, first me, then a heartbeat later Marie, echoed down the hillside, unheard by human ears. As we snuggled together in afterglow we noticed the unwelc-me sight of headlights on the valley road. The timing could've been better, but could've been a lot worse, too. We made our way back to the truck, with the unspoken knowledge that despite everything, life can be pretty good. Hope that life is good for all of you, too-- Vic Answers to this message:
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