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A Woman And Her Prey


There she looks into the room looking at her prey. She has fantasized and dreamed about this every since she saw her standing there in the dress and shoe shop trying on the most beautiful red low cut silky dress she had ever seen. And there she was, this amazingly beautiful woman with long flowing Raven colored hair. Her breasts were the most voluptuously spectacular and oh so firm breasts. So perky, firm and yet supple, in all their splendor. As she continued looking at herself in the mirror twirling around and smiling with the most deliciously decadent lips I’ve ever seen, I couldn’t help but notice her legs that seem to go on forever and a day how amazing those stilettos made it all the better to devour with my eyes. As I pass by not able to look away, I smell the most intoxicating smell of fresh soap & Honey Suckle.. As I sit and try on some shoes (I don’t even remember what they looked like or cost) just to be able to be near her. It was while I was there I came up with the idea to get her number on some sort of pretense of lunch or something. I think it was about a week later when we had our first lunch at a place called “Serendipity,” that was the first of our many occasions we would spend together as “new best friends”. She had just come out of a very bad abusive relationship and apparently “Brad” was a huge mistake she would never make again. And of course I was the very supportive and willing friend ready to be there through this terrible time in her life (and of course pick up the pieces for myself). As time goes by, we become closer and she more trusting. Finally after months of “befriending” her, I ask her to come over to my house for a pajama, girl’s night for some fun and of course lots of drinking. Finally it was Friday night and as I hear the knock on my door I feel so giddy, so excited, nervous and so damn horny that I can hardly stand up as my legs feel like Jelly. I open the door there standing in front of me is the object of my all consuming desire and wanton lust. She smiles, we embrace and I show her to the couch next to a warm fire. Everything is ready and so I say let the fun begin. So there we are chit chatting away and she starts feeling light headed and so I suggest she have a lie down upstairs in my bed. As I walked her upstairs (knowing what was to come next) she thanked me for being such a good friend and grabbed my hand tightly so as not to fall. As I sat her down, I removed the shoes from her feet and prop her legs up onto my bed. I told her I needed to get a cold compress for her head & that is the last she remembered until she awoke the next morning when I brought her some breakfast. And if I have my way, she never will.
Once she had passed out and I was sure of it, I began undressing her and propping her head on my very plush silk pillows. So just then I am thinking to myself, “Wow would you just look at her, and I am going enjoy every single moment of this night and all that is has to offer”. As I emerge from the bathroom dressed in nothing but a thong and a bustier (white of course as this is “our” first time) I know what’s to come next. There are candles of all different shapes and sizes that are now lit and placed all over the room. The smell of Honey Suckle and Jasmine now permeate the air in such a way that it makes me heady just thinking of it. And did I mention she wore that oh so lovely

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