One Night Stand: One Night Stand: Book One by Veronica Tower Page A
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jealous. "Prettier than me?"
"No comparison."
Lisa arched her eyebrow. "Meaning?"
"Meaning there is no comparison. You are beautiful, Robin is only pretty."
That was a good answer, but Lisa couldn't let herself get distracted. "So what's wrong with her?"
John took his hand completely off Lisa's breast and propped himself up on one elbow. "Lisa, what's going on?"
"I just want to know. Is she white?"
"Lisa, what's bothering you? Does it really matter if she's black or white?"
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about Robin. She tried another tactic. "Tell me about her breasts."
"What?"
"What do they look like? Are they bigger than mine or smaller?" She hadn't planned to make a comparison to herself and she had to be careful not to get angry at his answers.
The plan called for sexy, not angry.
"Lisa!"
She slid her hand up John's chest and smiled as seductively as she could. "I just want to know what you like."
"I like you!"
"I know that, baby, but what else do you like? Are her breasts bigger or smaller? Does she have sweet cherry nipples or dark chocolate ones like mine?"
"I don't like—"
Lisa put her finger to John's lips. When she took her finger away he said, "Bigger."
"And?"
"Robin is white."
Lisa smiled and kissed his neck. She liked getting her way.
"And her aureoles?" she asked.
John's voice sounded odd. "I've never really seen them."
"But you've seen her nipples poking through her shirt?"
John got quieter. "Yes."
"And they're large?"
"Yes."
Incredibly, John's cock began to get hard again. Lisa's plan couldn't be working better. "Have you ever touched them?"
She had to strain to hear his answer.
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"No."
"But you've wanted to, haven't you?"
"Yes."
His cock became stiff enough to fuck—not completely rigid, but engorged enough for action. Lisa couldn't believe things were working out so well. "But you've dreamed about touching them. Haven't you, John?"
Lisa wasn't really asking questions anymore, but telling John about his desires and he agreed with her. "Oh, yes."
Her hand gripped his quivering cock.
"Dreamed about freeing them from her bra?"
"Yes."
Lisa began to slowly pump him, running her hand up and down his hard again shaft. "About licking her nipples?"
"God yes."
"Running your fingers through her hair?"
His breath grew harsher. "Yes!"
"What color is her hair, John?"
She had him panting now, breathing in time with the up and down motion of her hand.
"Dark blond."
"Is it natural? Is that the color of hair you'll find on her pussy, John?"
"I don't know!"
Lisa leaned forward, erect nipples dangling against his chest, and whispered in his ear while her hand glided up and down the length of his cock. "I have an assignment for you, John."
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His breath came in huge ragged gasps. His face flushed scarlet and he looked to be feeling more pain than pleasure from the motion of her hand on his erection.
"This weekend," Lisa continued, "I want you to find out what color hair Robin has on her pussy."
The shocked look that flashed across John's face delighted Lisa into laughter.
"What?"
Lisa didn't stop pumping. "You heard me."
John struggled to form his sentences. His body still moved in rhythm with Lisa's hand. "I know I heard you, but I don't understand why?"
Now she had to hurt John a little. Just enough to help him turn away. She stopped pumping his dick, but kept holding onto him. "John, do you know what happened here tonight?"
"Of course!" John continued to strain against Lisa, trying to keep his dick moving between her fingers. "We just shared the most incredible night of sex in our entire lives."
At least he hadn't called it making love. As a reward, Lisa slowly began pumping him again. "That's right. We had a one-night stand. An incredibly wonderful one-night stand,
"No comparison."
Lisa arched her eyebrow. "Meaning?"
"Meaning there is no comparison. You are beautiful, Robin is only pretty."
That was a good answer, but Lisa couldn't let herself get distracted. "So what's wrong with her?"
John took his hand completely off Lisa's breast and propped himself up on one elbow. "Lisa, what's going on?"
"I just want to know. Is she white?"
"Lisa, what's bothering you? Does it really matter if she's black or white?"
Actually, it might matter. Lisa would have to think about that later. But for now, she just wanted to get John talking 64
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about Robin. She tried another tactic. "Tell me about her breasts."
"What?"
"What do they look like? Are they bigger than mine or smaller?" She hadn't planned to make a comparison to herself and she had to be careful not to get angry at his answers.
The plan called for sexy, not angry.
"Lisa!"
She slid her hand up John's chest and smiled as seductively as she could. "I just want to know what you like."
"I like you!"
"I know that, baby, but what else do you like? Are her breasts bigger or smaller? Does she have sweet cherry nipples or dark chocolate ones like mine?"
"I don't like—"
Lisa put her finger to John's lips. When she took her finger away he said, "Bigger."
"And?"
"Robin is white."
Lisa smiled and kissed his neck. She liked getting her way.
"And her aureoles?" she asked.
John's voice sounded odd. "I've never really seen them."
"But you've seen her nipples poking through her shirt?"
John got quieter. "Yes."
"And they're large?"
"Yes."
Incredibly, John's cock began to get hard again. Lisa's plan couldn't be working better. "Have you ever touched them?"
She had to strain to hear his answer.
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"No."
"But you've wanted to, haven't you?"
"Yes."
His cock became stiff enough to fuck—not completely rigid, but engorged enough for action. Lisa couldn't believe things were working out so well. "But you've dreamed about touching them. Haven't you, John?"
Lisa wasn't really asking questions anymore, but telling John about his desires and he agreed with her. "Oh, yes."
Her hand gripped his quivering cock.
"Dreamed about freeing them from her bra?"
"Yes."
Lisa began to slowly pump him, running her hand up and down his hard again shaft. "About licking her nipples?"
"God yes."
"Running your fingers through her hair?"
His breath grew harsher. "Yes!"
"What color is her hair, John?"
She had him panting now, breathing in time with the up and down motion of her hand.
"Dark blond."
"Is it natural? Is that the color of hair you'll find on her pussy, John?"
"I don't know!"
Lisa leaned forward, erect nipples dangling against his chest, and whispered in his ear while her hand glided up and down the length of his cock. "I have an assignment for you, John."
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His breath came in huge ragged gasps. His face flushed scarlet and he looked to be feeling more pain than pleasure from the motion of her hand on his erection.
"This weekend," Lisa continued, "I want you to find out what color hair Robin has on her pussy."
The shocked look that flashed across John's face delighted Lisa into laughter.
"What?"
Lisa didn't stop pumping. "You heard me."
John struggled to form his sentences. His body still moved in rhythm with Lisa's hand. "I know I heard you, but I don't understand why?"
Now she had to hurt John a little. Just enough to help him turn away. She stopped pumping his dick, but kept holding onto him. "John, do you know what happened here tonight?"
"Of course!" John continued to strain against Lisa, trying to keep his dick moving between her fingers. "We just shared the most incredible night of sex in our entire lives."
At least he hadn't called it making love. As a reward, Lisa slowly began pumping him again. "That's right. We had a one-night stand. An incredibly wonderful one-night stand,
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