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   The Hallway



   W/we had come home from a nice dinner downtown and put O/our cigarettes
out in the ashtray on the porch.  Mistress couldn't quite get Hers out and
made a comment about not being able to `get Her butt out'.  Of course, I
couldn't let that pass.  `I don't thing I can help with that...it sounds
personal.' W/we both laughed and traded remarks as W/we went down the steps
to the apartment.

   "So, you don't know how to get a butt out.  Let me show you." I had come
down in front of Her.  As She said this, I turned to look at Her and saw
that very focused look I've come to know.  She came off the last step and
put a hand on each of my shoulders and shoved me hard against the wall,
holding me there with Her body.

   "This is how." She unsnapped my jeans and yanked them down far enough to
expose my cunt.  I couldn't believe She was doing this.  O/ours is not the
only apartment on this level and there are three ways to access this area.

   My eyes darted to Hers and I saw Her determination.  I looked around
everywhere and my ears strained to hear any approaching footsteps or the
sound of a door.  She moved Her hand to my cunt and found my clit.  I still
couldn't believe what was happening.

   I began to protest.  What if W/we were seen?  Anyone could come by
without much warning.  My words fell on deaf ears and the fear of discovery
began losing the battle as my body responded strongly to Her persistent
touches.  I was excited by the fear but aroused by it at the same time.

   "...And you can't make any noise either, can you?" She chuckled as She
said this, knowing my tendency to, indeed, `make noise'.  I buried my face
in Her shoulder when She said this, hoping to muffle the sounds that were
already escaping me.  "Cum for Me." I felt my body close in quickly on its
release.  My senses were so heightened, that I knew it wouldn't take long.
I felt the cold wall against my ass...the breeze in the hall...Her body
holding me in place...Her hand between my legs.

   I leaned my head back against the wall and clenched my teeth and lips
together to stop the sounds that threatened to escape.  With Her warm
breath in my ear, I came....strong....hoping I hadn't been heard through
the door of the other apartment that was only a few feet from where I
stood.

   Mistress obviously enjoyed my plight.  My jeans were still down and, as
soon as I could think again, I moved to go inside.  She didn't make this
easy either.  She started tickling me as I tried to get the key in the
lock. I was greatly relieved when I finally managed and inside.

   "You just never know, do you?" She chuckled.
   "Not anymore, I don't." And I don't.