Madame B: Ecstasy

Seconds before I was about to cave in, Greg looked down at me and mouthed the word now. At the same time he slid his hand between us, took my swollen, frustrated clitoris between his thumb and forefinger, and pinched hard. I let go, in all senses of the word. Relief overwhelmed shame as violent spasms jerked my entire body. I came hard, losing control over every bodily function. At the sight of the puddle that spread around us, Greg came, too, his hot, salty spunk mingling with my own water.

We lay together on the floor of my bathroom. Greg's hard-on subsided inside me, and we breathed each other's breath, our heartbeats returning to normal. After a couple of minutes, he pulled me to my feet and led me underneath the showerhead. I turned on the tap. The hot, steaming water brought my mind back into focus. I'd just had the most intense, powerful sexual encounter of my life-and by far the darkest-but I felt no guilt or shame, just a feeling of satisfaction deeper than any I'd ever experienced.

Greg was inches away from my face, lathering body wash between his hands. "I bet you didn't know you had that in you," he said, with a smile that was nearly a smirk on his lips. "But I did. I've been waiting years to do that with you, my water baby."

I closed my eyes and relaxed as Greg began to wash between my legs. I guess we all have it in us. It just takes a close encounter with the right person to unleash a kinky side to your sexuality you never knew you possessed. And who knows where you'll find him! My advice? Accept a date with that quiet guy at work. Get to know that mysterious man who's fascinated you for years. Give him a chance. You might just find the adventure you were looking for.