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Anchored To His Heart Ch. 01

By: Sensualdreamer



I was looking out the window, watching the snowflakes softly falling outside. I couldn't believe that my wedding day was finally here! In less than ten hours, I would be getting married! 

I looked at my wedding gown that was hanging up for the moment. I stepped back, and slowly started memorizing every detail of this dress that I would wear just for this one day. 

I ran my hand softly against the white satin fabric, noticing the square neckline, the princess seams that ran along the lines of the bodice, and the full ball gown skirt complete with a cathedral train that used a French under bustle. I noticed the shimmering sequins, the simulated pearls, the lacy long sleeves that ended in a softly rounded point just past the wrists. 

I looked at my tiara - sparkling with rhinestones, adorned with simulated pearls. I lightly ran my hand over the dual veils -one a finger tip veil, the other a cathedral length veil - both of which were trimmed in satin cording. I looked at my pearl necklace and diamond earrings that my fiancé, William, had given to me on my twenty-first birthday. 

I looked at the white satin crepe high heels, and then glanced at the garments that I would wear under my wedding gown. I looked at the fluffy crinoline slip, and then I felt my face flush as I looked at the white lace corset complete with garter straps, white thigh high stockings, and white panties. I then looked at the white lace garter with the bright purple satin rose. 

My nails were perfectly manicured, my makeup was tastefully applied, and my blond hair had been curled and the tresses fell past my shoulders. I wanted to make sure that my wedding portraits accurately represented me. I didn't want to look back a year or five years later, and regret my choice of hair style or makeup. 

I was all alone in the house, my own preference really, as I didn't want to be hurried or rushed on my wedding day. I stole a glance around my bedroom, and quickly turned to leave. I softly walked down the hall, looking at the family pictures, stopping to glance at a picture of my father. My heart swelled with pride as I looked at this picture of perfection, my father standing tall and proud in his Marine Corps dress blues. I then looked at the engagement picture, my fiancé in his Air Force dress blues and I in a lavender top and black skirt. 

I softly laughed as I recalled when my then boyfriend, now fiancé, had asked my father's permission for my hand in marriage. My father didn't reply right away, in fact my father didn't reply! It actually took my father SIX MONTHS to finally consent and give his approval! I suppose rivalry between military branches carried past the workplace and into events such as engagements and weddings!

I was surprisingly calm and relaxed. I was looking forward to the honeymoon, and then continuing in a military tradition I've had since birth, I was looking forward to moving! This time, the move wouldn't be local, but would be a couple of states away. 

I decided that I would go ahead and take a leisurely bubble bath, and headed to the bathroom. I slowly removed my robe, and began to fill the bathtub with warm water, and slowly added a capful of an exotic smelling liquid soap. 

I carefully clipped my hair up before I slowly climbed in the bathtub, and slid down into the tub. As the water continued to run, I closed my eyes, leaned my head back until I felt the bath cushion cradling my head. I felt the water level slowly climb up around my body, covering my legs, my hips, my waist and finally my breasts. I slowly leaned forward to shut the water off, then I leaned back and once again closed my eyes.

As I lay there, a myriad of thoughts were rushing through my mind. Would it hurt my first time? Would I bleed? Would I be able to have an orgasm? What would it feel like? How often would we make love? 

I was curious but not nervous. I slowly reached for a washcloth and grabbed a bottle of liquid bath gel and proceeded to slowly wash my legs, finally slowing as I approached the juncture of my thighs. I was still slightly sore from a bikini wax and I was careful as I worked the washcloth around my mound, clit and lips in a delicate manner. I shivered with anticipation as I thought of what it would be like, to be caressed so gently by my soon to be husband. I slowly moved the washcloth up to soap off my stomach, and breasts. I finally stood up and washed my back and my bottom, as well as my arms. I let the water out of the tub, and as it drained, I turned on the faucet and grabbing the removable shower head I proceeded to rinse the soap off.

I carefully turned off the water, and stepped out of the shower to dry off . After drying off, I applied a shimmering lotion that carried a delicate fragrance. I softly walked out of the bathroom back to my bedroom, and once more looked at the white lace corset. Thankfully this corset was a style that had hooks as opposed to laces that must be tied up. I slowly unhooked the corset, and reaching my arms behind, I began working the hooks and eyes, until finally the last one was done. 

I looked at the white thigh stockings, and looked at the panties. I slowly stepped into the panties, pulling them up past my calves, past my knees and thighs, until finally they came to rest at my hips. I smoothed them out over the curve of my hip, and then sitting down, I slowly pulled on a thigh high stocking, slowly rolling it up my leg, until it stopped at my thigh. I then attached the garter straps to the thigh high, and quickly moved to the opposite leg to do the same.

I slowly put on my high heels, stood, and walked to the mirror. I looked at my body, noticing my long legs -my legs making up nearly 3 feet of my height of 5'10". I saw the curve and swell of my breasts, and turning around I could see the small of my back and realized how perfectly curved my lower back was. I looked at my hips and waist, and for a moment I remembered how I use to be overly critical of my body. My waist is notably smaller and my hips are notably bigger. I stood looking at my reflection, wondering if my husband would find delight in my body and hoping he would fulfill the desire that I long ago thought had been destroyed. 

I suddenly heard the phone ringing in the living room, which interrupted my thoughts, and I quickly went to answer it. "Hello? Yes. Oh? Well yes, but today is my wedding, and the deposit for the limo has already been paid! Yes, I understand, Thank you." I let out a sigh of disappointment as I hung up the phone.

For the first time today, I was upset. Due to the snow, the limousine company chose to suspend operations, but would refund all of our money. I quickly called my fiancé and told him the problem. 

"Well that's okay, I'll just call one of the groomsmen who lives close to you to come pick you up so we don't ruin the tradition where I can't see you before the wedding." he replied. 

"Okay thank you!" I said, and ending the phone call, I quickly returned to getting ready. I went and put on my pearl necklace, my diamond earrings, and then my garter. 

Once again I looked at myself in the mirror, an image of all white -save for my creamy pale skin, my soft lips that resembled the color of a raspberry, the vivid satin purple rose on the garter, and for the first time I noticed my blue eyes, had turned a bright aqua color. 

My eyes often reflect my moods, and I wasn't quite sure why they were now bright aqua. I was disappointed about the limousine issue, but somehow I knew that wasn't the reason for my change in eye color. 

I softly walked to the kitchen to grab a glass of mineral water and went into the living room where I sat down and looked at the Christmas tree. I noticing the lights twinkling, the glass icicles that caught the reflection of the lights, and gave off a sparkle of their own.

I was still in the living room admiring the Christmas tree, and hadn't even slipped on my wedding gown when I heard the doorbell, and knocking at the front door. "It must be one of the groomsmen." I thought. I panicked and knew if I moved to go down the hall to get my robe, that my state of undress would still be seen, so looking at my calf length ivory colored wool coat, hanging by the door, I quickly threw it on, buttoned it up, and opened the door. "Oh hello Glenn, I'm sorry I'm not ready yet, but come on inside, it's cold out here!" I quickly said. 

"Oh that's okay Sarah. Will called me and asked me to pick you up -but just the same I'll wait in the car while you finish getting ready." he replied. 

From the time I met him, I had always liked Glenn. Glenn is a "man's man." He's in the US Navy, and is the type of guy that knows what he wants, but yet at the same time he's got a quiet side where you never know what he's thinking. He's got warm brown eyes, short brown hair, and he's got a voice that exudes masculinity, while having the edge of seduction. 

The first time I met him, I couldn't help but notice a height difference. It never seemed to bother him, but then again he never really seemed to want to be around me or talk to me. Admittedly he seemed like a puzzle that I couldn't figure out. While any other guy would readily compliment me, Glenn was the one guy that was always quiet around me, and I couldn't figure out why, mainly because I'm friendly to everyone

He turned to walk down the path and looking outside at the snow, I had the sudden idea to throw a snowball at him. I quickly stepped outside and scooped up some snow, and forming a snowball I threw it at him, it glanced off his hip, and splattered on the ground. He quickly whirled around and laughed while saying "You throw like a girl! You're lucky it's your wedding day, otherwise we would have an old fashioned snowball fight!" 

I giggled and watched him turn around to walk off, and once more I scooped up some more snow, and threw another snowball at him! This time, I met my target, and before I could get back into the house, he was at my side and playfully tackled me in the snow. In my position the wool coat slightly fell away, exposing my stocking clad leg. 

I heard him sharply groan as he looked at me. I was still giggling, but then as I looked up at him, I could see a different side of him, a side I had never seen before. He slowly leaned his head down to kiss me, and before I knew it, his lips were on mine and I felt his hand on my thigh, and I was responding to his kiss, his touch. He broke the kiss, and helped me up, and then a minute later huskily said "I'm sorry Sarah, I shouldn't have done that." 

I was confused by now, the guy that up until now had barely spoken to me, had just kissed me. "Glenn, we need to talk, but I'm cold, let's go inside." I said. He hesitatingly followed me inside the house. 

"Glenn, I don't understand, you barely talk to me, why did you just kiss me!" I exclaimed. 

He let out a nervous sigh as he said "Sarah, I don't talk to you because you're a temptation for me. I've wanted you for a long time, but never knew if you would have a similar opinion about me. Now you're engaged and it's your wedding day, and I realize that I waited too late. I kissed you because I wanted to know how you would respond to my kiss." 

I looked at him and suddenly I understood his behavior towards me. "Glenn, I don't know what to say. I've always liked you. In fact there were times that I wanted to be with you, but you just seemed to ignore me." I said in a soft voice knowing full well that this was an awkward moment for us both. 

"Sarah, I'm sorry I didn't mean to show you any disrespect" he said. 

"Glenn, there's no need to apologize, really it was just a kiss." I casually said. 

"Just a kiss huh?" he smirked. 

"Sarah you may say it was 'just a kiss' all you want, but you can't deny you were responding to it!" he boldly commented. 

Sighing, I looked at him and said "Okay what if you're right, so what if I responded to it?" I asked him.

"Well Sarah, then I would have to ask, did you enjoy it to the extent you want me to kiss you again?" he slowly said. I felt myself flushing and couldn't believe what I was hearing! 

"Glenn, how am I suppose to respond to that question?" I asked in a quiet voice. 

"A simple yes or no, would work" he quickly commented. 

"Glenn I'm engaged, I'm about to be married. I've never so much as had an intimate moment with a man and yet you ask me a question like that." I softly replied. Too late, I realized what I had just admitted, and felt a soft blush come over my face. 

"Sarah, are you saying that you're still a virgin? Are you actually admitting that you've never slept with a guy, not even your fiancé?" he suddenly exclaimed. 

I looked at him, and couldn't deny it "Yes Glenn, I'm still a virgin. My parents raised me with the belief that sex before marriage was wrong, and that it would lead to nothing but guilt or heartache." 

There was a momentary silence until I heard a sigh from him. He walked closer to me and tilting my chin up, and hands on my waist he said "I wouldn't have known Sarah. You are the ultimate image of sensuality, the way you flirt I would've thought you were experienced. I think it's fine that you respected their wishes, but what do you want Sarah? That's ultimately what matters." I couldn't believe we were having this conversation. Until now, I never viewed myself as a flirt as much as I viewed myself as just being friendly.

"Glenn I'm not sure what I want. How do I even begin to open up and share with you just what I'm thinking?" I replied. 

"Well I would think it would be rather easy, Sarah, just say what's on your mind." he calmly said. 

Quickly moving out of his reach, I went to sit down on the couch, and he followed me. "Glenn what I'm thinking is this. I'm getting married to a guy that may not be the right guy." I saw his eyes holding my eyes in an intense gaze as I made this admission. 

I nervously continued "I was assaulted in high school - it was not sexual- but it left me thinking I was somehow broken, that no guy would ever want me, that somehow I wasn't good enough." 

As I looked at Glenn I saw his jaw tighten up, and his fists clenching. 

"After the incident occurred, I thought I would be okay, and for the most part I am alright, though there are moments where the wrong cologne, the wrong word said, and I'll freeze up and just can't cope except to cry. When I met Will, I simply decided that he would be the only guy who would ever want me. I guess I just didn't see myself as having any value to anyone else." I quietly said, as I felt a tear slowly slide out of the corner of my eye. I quickly grabbed a tissue and blotted the tear before it would damage my makeup. 

There was a tense silence between Glenn and I as he absorbed what I just said. I heard a ragged sigh from him before he said "I'm sorry Sarah! I'm sorry you were hurt! Sarah, you don't know how much that angers me, and you don't know how much I want to just take you in my arms and just hold you." 

Looking at him, I softly said "I would like that, to know I'm safe in your arms. That's a part of me that I've never really shared before. I guess I just don't want guys to think I'm 'damaged goods' and look at me as though I'm an emotional wreck." 

I felt his arms wrap around me, as he gathered me close to his chest. I lay my head against his chest and I heard the rhythm of his heartbeat. He let out a deep breath as he huskily said "Sarah you are NOT damaged goods! You are JUST the type of lady that any guy would be pleased to take home to meet his family. You're a lady in every sense of the word!" 

I couldn't help but sigh as I snuggled in closer to him, enjoying the feeling of his arms around me. I wasn't expecting him to be so open with me, especially considering all the previous times and how limited our interaction had been. I wasn't expecting his open admission, but yet he continued and said "Sarah you may not know this but I've always noticed you. We may not have talked much but you make me laugh, you make me smile, you make me feel good about myself and generally happy."

I was so content lying in his arms that I didn't notice, that he had slowly been unbuttoning my wool coat. Suddenly I felt his hand on my outer thigh and heard him say "Sarah, I think if were we to make love it would be crazy intense!" My heart seemed to momentarily stop as I heard him say this, and I felt myself flush with warmth. 

He suddenly leaned down to kiss me. I nervously, yet eagerly started kissing him back, I felt his tongue slowly dart into my mouth searching out my tongue, in a moment my body was flooded with new sensations that I had never known. He broke the kiss and looking in my eyes said "Sarah I want you. I want to take you and make sweet love to you. I want to touch you everywhere, your breasts, your thighs, your hips, your stomach, your shoulders, your back, your legs, and run my fingers through your silken blond hair!"

I looked up to him and shyly said "Glenn, I'm nervous. I want this but I'm not sure what to do." 

I heard a ragged sigh as he looked in my eyes and said "Sarah I'm not going to pressure you, I know you're a virgin, but I want this to be your choice. If you are not comfortable, just tell me at any moment and I'll stop." 

I looked up at him, and saw such evident tenderness in his eyes, and despite my upbringing. I wanted this. I couldn't quite understand why something that provided such sensations could be thought of as 'bad'. "Glenn, you haven't pressured me. I've always liked you. I've just never known how I impacted you." I quietly said. 

"Well Sarah, I would like to show you just how much you turn me on." he said with a sparkle in his eyes. 

I nervously licked my lips, and asked "I turn you on? How do I do that?" 

He groaned and said "Sarah you may be a virgin, and while you may not be consciously aware of it, you know what you're doing! You're acutely aware of your sexuality and you make me want you!" 

I couldn't help but flush with warmth as he said this. Standing up I walked towards the Christmas tree, and looked out the window, watching the snow flakes dancing around. I quietly turned around once more and faced Glenn. Ever so slowly I allowed the wool coat to slide off my shoulders, down my arms, until it softly hit the floor. 

I heard a heavy sigh escape from his lips, as he stood up and walked towards me. He placed his hands at my waist, and slowly traced the curve of my hip and looked me in the eyes. "Sarah you are mesmerizing!" he softly whispered and slowly kissed me again. I leaned into his body and wrapped my arms around his neck, as I welcomed his kisses, and the desire that was now coursing through my body.

He stood kissing me for what seemed like an hour, even though it was just a few minutes. He finally broke the kiss, and kneeling before me he unhooked the garter straps from my stockings. He slowly lifted each foot to remove my high heels and then slowly rolled each stocking past my creamy white thighs, until finally I was just wearing the white panties and corset. He gently turned me around, and began the arduous task of unhooking the corset. In a matter of minutes, I felt my breasts fall free of the corset and my nipples tightened up.

In that instant I heard Glenn groan as he turned me around and lowered his head to nuzzle my breasts. I threw my head back as I experienced his mouth and tongue coaxing, teasing and licking the tight buds. I was getting dizzy by the sensations that were flowing through my body. I began quietly whimpering and moaning his name. Suddenly his hands were at my hips, and I felt his hands slide down the back of my panties, cupping my bottom and pulling me hard against him. I gasped as I felt his erection through his clothing. He momentarily broke the kiss and slowly pulled my panties down. At this point I had never been naked in front of a man, and I slowly averted my eyes.


Anchored To His Heart Ch. 01



I felt his hand gently tilt my chin up and his eyes met mine as he softly asked me "Sarah, are you okay. I don't want you to do anything you aren't comfortable with." 

I hesitated and said "Glenn I do want this, I'm just nervous, you were just so quiet and I just don't know what you're thinking about." 

I heard a groan escape his mouth as he said "Sarah I could use all the fancy words and they still wouldn't be able to give a thorough description of you. I just want to take you and make you mine!"

My heart nearly stopped as he slowly took me and lowered me to the floor. In the next moment, he quickly removed his uniform as I nervously looked at him. The male body was not so much a secret to me, but still my heart was racing as I slowly looked at his swollen erect shaft. He slowly lay down by my side, slowly tracing the length of my legs, the soft curves of my breasts, then once more, kissed me, while his hand slowly traced up my inner thigh until he finally came into contact with my warm wet heat. 

Suddenly he moved lower and instinctively I parted my legs. I suddenly felt his warm tongue touching my clit, I could tell that it was swollen and the sensations his tongue caused made it throb even more. I then felt his tongue enter my deep wet center, and I let out a whimper and started rotating my hips. It was almost more than I could bare! My entire body shook involuntarily, dragging another sensuous moan from my lips.

Moving back, he replaced his tongue with his fingers, and softly began probing my swollen pink lips, lightly stroking me. Carefully he inserted a finger, slowly pushing forward, I gasped as his finger inched slowly inside of me, yet I offered no resistance. 

He urgently said "Sarah are you still okay, do you want me to stop?" 

I fiercely shook my head and said "Glenn please love me, please don't stop!" 

Suddenly I felt him remove his fingers, and he adjusted his body to where I felt his hardened cock pressing against my warm wet center. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure as I felt it sliding through and gently parting my swollen pink lips. Looking up at Glenn, I couldn't help but see total adoration, and concern in his eyes. I felt him hesitate, as he slowly inched forward and came into contact with my tight barrier that signaled I had never been with a man. He leaned forward and kissed me deeply, and at the same time he thrust his hips forward until he surged past my barrier, my cry of momentary discomfort lost in his kiss, and suddenly diminished by the sheer pleasure of being in his arms.

He lay still, giving me time to adjust, before he slowly moved out, only to move deep inside me again. I couldn't help but sigh in pleasure, delighting in the pure beauty of this moment. In a matter of minutes, Glenn fell into a rhythm, slowly stroking his way in and out. I instinctively wrapped my legs around him, entwining him between my legs. He moved faster and faster, thrusting into me as deep as possible. I quickly learned the ways of love, just allowing myself to do whatever seemed natural, and it seemed like in a matter of moments I was tumbling over a cliff. 

I couldn't help but rake my nails over his back and cry out his name as he continued stroking in and out of me. "Glenn, Glenn! Don't stop, don't stop!" I screamed as I shuddered experiencing my first orgasm from a man. 

Suddenly I heard him hoarsely cry out "Sarah, oh sweet baby I'm cumming!" I felt the explosion of his cum spraying against my slick velvet walls, as he thrust once more inside me. 

We lay in each other's arms and softly caressed each other by the glow of the Christmas tree. We slowly stood up, and we hugged each other. I looked at my bridal undergarments and wished this were the beginning of my honeymoon, but realized that wouldn't be until later. "Glenn, I wish I could spend forever with you." I softly said. 

"Shhh it's okay Sarah. You gave me what you will never be able to give another man, and you can't imagine how special this was for me." he softly replied.

I looked up at him, with a wistful look on my face wanting this moment to be prolonged, but knowing that the wedding would begin in less than two hours. "Glenn, I should be getting dressed. I hope it doesn't sound odd to ask you to help me get dressed." I softly said. 

"Well Sarah, I can help you, though I much rather prefer you like you are right now." he sensually said. He picked up my white lace corset, and slowly pulling me close, began the painstaking chore of connecting each hook. I slowly pulled on my white panties, and then once more put on my white thigh high stockings, and attached the garter straps, and then put on my white garter with the purple satin ribbon.

Going back to my bedroom I grabbed my wedding gown, crinoline slip, tiara, and wedding veil. I carefully carried them back into the living room. I slowly unzipped the long zipper to my wedding gown. I stood there, and carefully stepped into the gown, and then inserting my arms into the sleeves, I asked Glenn if he would please zip the dress up. He quietly walked over, and moved behind and slowly slid the zipper up. I carefully lifted the skirt of my wedding gown and stepped into the crinoline slip, and Glenn helped pull it up.

I stepped into my high heels, and suddenly was overcome with emotion. "Sarah you are breathtaking!" he whispered. 

"Thank you Glenn...for everything, I'll never forget this moment!" I softly said. 

"Well Sarah, neither will I. Let's get you to the chapel." I glanced around the room, the Christmas tree lights seemed to glow a little brighter, and I knew I would never forget Glenn and the moment we shared by the Christmas tree.

Less than two hours later, I was standing at the wedding altar, pledging my fidelity to another man, and I couldn't help but notice Glenn looking intensely at me as the minister said "You may now kiss the bride." 

That evening in our honeymoon suite I came to the bed and looked at my husband, wondering when he would take me and make love to me. I looked at my new husband and softly sighed as I looked at him sleeping. I couldn't help but think that not only did I lose my virginity on the day of my wedding, I lost my heart as well.

[Story part 1 of 3]



Anchored To His Heart Ch. 02



***Please note: Though written in the first person, I've NEVER cheated on my spouse, this story is based on a DREAM!!!***

I was standing in my kitchen slicing up some fresh fruit, when the text message came through:

"Hey sexy lady! You should totally check this song out that I'm going to link up." 

As I read the message from Glenn, I couldn't help but smile. I listened to the song, and afterwards replied: "You make my heart all floppy & fuzzy when you say & do such sweet things baby!" 

"LOL floppy and fuzzy! I love it!" came the quick reply.

I think about how just a short time ago I was online playing a game of Lexulous, and I ran across Glenn's request for a game. I quickly snatched up the game, and we struck up a casual conversation. I shared that I was a military wife, and that my husband was deployed to Iraq. 

One day during a game, I got a message that said "You make me think of someone that I use to know named Sarah, she was a military wife that stole my heart." 

I casually replied "Oh well this is interesting, I use to know a guy named Glenn who was also military. What happened to your friend Sarah?" 

"Well she ended up getting married, and I lost track of her, but I never have forgotten her." he commented. 

Not thinking anything more, I quickly replied "Well perhaps one day fate will allow you to meet each other again."

Glenn knew all to well the loneliness that I was experiencing and shared that he had recently retired from the US Navy. At first we would just casually chat in the online game that we played, but pretty soon we had swapped numbers and we would flirt like crazy via text message! There were also those times where we would call each other and we knew that together we would find mutual release, albeit distantly. 

I knew if I replied that I would have to change the tone - mainly so I could focus! I might be married, but Glenn is such an intense distraction for me! The mere sound of his voice turns me on and arouses me -and he's also said the same about my voice! He's incredibly brilliant, especially with computers; he's funny, charming, and such a flirt! 

In replying I casually changed the tone, and inquired: "Any plans for tomorrow?" 

Thankfully the casual tone of the text I sent him carried through in his reply, "Well I'm supposed to go to some friends to fix their computer! How about you?" 

"I'm going to my high school reunion picnic and I'm just doing some last minute stuff before bed." I replied.

He quickly answered: "Well, Roger that, I'll let you go. Talk to you later! Love you!" 

In a matter of minutes I was finished slicing up the fruit, and headed upstairs to undress and shower. I turned on the warm water, and stepped into the shower, allowing it to flow over my body. I took my body gel and started soaping up my body, and thought back to years earlier when on my wedding day I gave my virginity to a guy named Glenn. 

I began to softly moan and closed my eyes, as the water caressed every angle of my body, running down my breasts, stomach and legs. I thought of Glenn, I imagined his hands running up my body and thought of his lips on mine. I shuddered as I imagined what it would be like to have his hands slowly touching my body, tracing the curve of my hip, the length of my legs and ultimately what it would be like to have him make love to me.

I slowly slid my hand between my legs and felt the slick wetness that was just further proof of how much of an impact his single flirtatious text message had caused. A soft sigh escaped from my lips as I slowly inserted a finger inside, all the while imagining it was Glenn's finger, stroking me to orgasm. 

I began to moan as the sensations raced through my body. I couldn't help but cry out his name as my orgasm became stronger.

"Ahhhhhhh oh Glenn, baby I want you!" I moaned with my eyes shut tightly. My mouth filling with splashes of water as I cried his name over and over, and bucked my hips. My intense cries slowly became moans of satisfaction, as the water continued running down my body. I finally felt the water temperature start to grow cold, and I reached to turn off the water before I carefully stepped out of the shower.

After getting out of the shower, and drying off, I picked the outfit that I planned on wearing to the picnic the next day. I finally settled on a denim jacket, a white tank top that had a softly squared neckline that was edged in lace, and a straight denim skirt. While the outfit was certainly casual it was one of my favorites! The tank top gave a hint of my cleavage, and the skirt had a front slit that ended at my knees. 

Naturally when I wore this outfit, I got plenty of appreciative glances from men. It wasn't until I sat down, that those appreciative glances turned to glances of desire, as the slit edged up to the middle of my thighs, showing off my long legs, and teased them into thoughts of what lay under the remainder of the fabric.

Climbing into bed, I pulled the bed sheets up around my body, I sighed in deep contentment as I felt the cool sheets hit my soft, silky smooth skin. My hand slowly traced the curve of my hip, before I moved my hand to run along my inner thighs, until once more I moved my hand up to feel my swollen clit. I slowly dipped my finger lower, sliding it inside my warm wet center, stroking my velvet walls. Slowly I lifted my finger up to my mouth, licking off the wetness "Mmm so sweet like tropical fruit mixed with peach." I thought. I kept on thinking of Glenn, and in a matter of minutes I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I felt myself slowly stirring, and in a few moments I heard the undeniable audio alarm clock "Beep, Beep, Beep. It's time to get up." I groaned as I heard this obnoxious voice, and suddenly wished I could've been woken up by a kiss, a phone call from a friend, or at the very least one of Glenn's often sensual text messages.

I quickly got dressed, and lightly misted on some perfume, and did my makeup. "Where has the time gone" I thought as I looked at the clock and quickly rushed downstairs, grabbed the picnic items and headed out the door. 

Settling into my car, I put on my seat belt, turned on my music and started the 45 minute drive to the picnic. It wouldn't start for another four hours, but I had agreed to get there early to help set up the decorations, and games. 

"Today is absolutely incredible!" I thought as I was driving along, wind whipping through my hair. I had been anticipating this day for a few months, and was looking forward to becoming re-acquainted with my former classmates at the reunion. The events were being kept to a minimum and today was the picnic. Those attending had each agreed to bring something that could be shared. I decided to bring an assortment of fresh fruit, cheese, crackers, and a cooler filled with assorted beverages. 

Twenty minutes into the drive, I felt the shuddering of my car. I quickly glanced down and couldn't believe it. I was out of gas! I was so engrossed listening to my music that I didn't think to even check the gas gauge! Now I was stranded, and there was not a gas station close by at all! 

I quickly grabbed my cell phone and tried calling a few friends, but no one answered. "I guess everyone else is busy also, it's a gorgeous day outside." I thought. 

Finally after attempting to call various friends and getting nothing but voice mail, I decided that I was going to have a long walk back to the gas station that I had passed about eight miles back. I grabbed my purse and cell phone, and gave one last glance at the fruit, cheese, and crackers in the back seat. I let out a frustrating sigh, as I rolled up the windows, and groaned as I began to think about the long walk back to the gas station.

Suddenly I heard a car door slam shut! Startled, I look in the rear view mirror to see Glenn come jogging up to my car door. "Baby, what's wrong, is everything okay?" he asked. 

I was so startled that I couldn't even make a coherent thought as I blurted out "Glenn, how did...I didn't...what are you...?" 

"Sarah, calm down. What's wrong?" He asked once more. 

Taking a breath I replied "I ran out of gas. I knew you were going to be busy, so I didn't want to bother you." I suddenly became quiet and finally exclaimed "How did you know where I was!" 

A sheepish grin came over his face. "Glenn, what did you do?" I asked him.

"Well, remember the text I sent you? The one with the song?" he asked me. 

"Yes I remember it, but what does that have to do with how you knew where I was?" I asked.

"The moment you opened that song, it installed a hidden tracking device on your phone - how cool is that?" he excitedly replied, a hint of laughter in his voice.

I stood glaring at him, by this time I was quite sure that my blue eyes were now green.

"Glenn! Why would you do that? That is such an invasion of my privacy! What the hell possessed you to do that!" I yelled at him. 

Suddenly I saw a look of hurt in his eyes, as he replied "I just wanted to make sure that you're always safe. You've come to hold a special place in my heart, and I would be messed up if anything ever happened to you. I noticed that your vehicle had not moved for a while, and I got concerned." 

After hearing such evident concern in his voice, I couldn't help but reach out and take his hand and hold it to my heart as I said "Baby I'm sorry I yelled at you. I shouldn't have done so. Will you forgive me?" Lowering his hand, I wrapped my arms around him to kiss him. 

Afterwards he casually replied, "Oh Sarah, we're good."

"Well Glenn, I still think that I owe you more than an apology, so how about an impromptu picnic?" I asked.

"An impromptu picnic huh? That sounds great baby!" he replied.

He grabbed the tray of fruit, cheese, and crackers while I grabbed a blanket and some beverages from the cooler. I noticed a tree about 40 feet away from the road, and it was situated by a rippling brook. I decided that it would provide some shade and would make the perfect spot for our impromptu picnic. 

With a twinkle in my eye, I sat down on the blanket and he joined me. I took a piece of pineapple, popped it halfway in my mouth, and reaching for him, I took his face in my hands and leaned into him for a delicious kiss! "Mmmmm this is a tasty way to eat pineapple baby!" he said. 

"Mmm hmmm!" I agreed. 

Even though I had previously apologized and I knew we were good, I still couldn't help but think that I needed to make it up to him. 

"Glenn, I'm sorry that I snapped at you, I didn't mean to and I want to make it up to you!" I said. 

"You do huh? Well darlin', you are a married woman, how could you possibly make it up and not compromise your marital vows?" he teasingly asked. 

His question weighed heavy on my mind and heart. I have never been unfaithful to my husband and yet I was aching to experience a moment of passion with him again.

I slowly leaned forward and told him "I can show you better than I can tell you."

I couldn't believe how calm and sure my voice sounded! I was so nervous and there was the all too familiar struggle that said "This is wrong!" and the other side was saying "Three months is a long time to go without sex!" 

His eyes immediately lit up as he understood my intention and slowly stood up. I got to my knees reached forward, unbuttoned his jeans, and unzipped the zipper. I slowly slid his jeans and boxers past his trim hips. I looked up at him, and without a word, ever so slowly reached out to hold his hard cock in my hands. I felt him shudder as my hand came in contact with his cock.

I saw a drop of pre-cum and flicked my tongue against him. I heard his audible groan, and then felt his hands running through my silky blond hair as I slowly swirled my tongue around him and brought him into my warm, moist mouth. I slowly began a firm yet gentle suction as I moved my mouth off him, and then slowly back on him, I did this a few times and felt him thrusting in my mouth before he finally cried out, "Sarah, oh Sarah Fuck baby, oh fuck I'm cumming!" 

I felt his creamy warm cum flood my mouth, as it slowly coated my tongue, and then slid down my throat. 

A twinkle in my eye, I looked up at him, and said "That was quick Mr. Minuteman!" 

I slowly lay back, and Glenn lay beside me, his arm wrapping around me, and his hand coming to rest on my hip. "Mmm baby you've got the mouth of an angel!" he erotically whispered into my ear.

"You think so, huh?" I asked him.

"Oh yes, baby that was incredible, I can't explain it, it was just HOT! I've NEVER cum that quick before. I'm sorry sweetie, I think I owe you for that!" he replied. 

I couldn't help but use his admission to prolong this moment of passion, and subtly teased him back by commenting, "You know I'm rather disappointed, because I enjoy pleasuring a man. How would you correct that disappointment? You know I'm a married woman!" 

"Well baby, I think I can show you better than I can tell you!" he huskily replied. 

"Mmmm are you trying to seduce me Glenn!" I whispered against his ear.

He started slowly running his hands along my body, and then gently pulled my tank top above my head. He ran his hands across my stomach and leaned down to kiss me, slowly entwining his tongue with mine, probing every part of my mouth with his tongue. His hands were all over my body, wanting every inch of me. 

"Mmm darlin', you smell so incredibly wonderful! I want you, I want all of you Sarah!" he murmured against my ear.

I couldn't help but shiver at the delightful sensations that were already coursing through my body. He slowly reached under my back and unhooked my bra. He groaned when he saw that my nipples had become tight little buds. He slowly leaned his head down to lick my nipples. As I felt his warm tongue circling my hardened nipples, I let out a moan of passion and suddenly arched my back up. 

"Baby, I need you, I want to love you. Are you okay if I do that?" he softly asked me. 

Once more his lips were on mine, kissing me with urgency and desire filling his eyes. I couldn't think, I couldn't respond except to just draw my legs up, bending them at the knees where they were spread opened. 

I felt his hands running up my inner thighs, and suddenly his fingers came into contact with my warm, wet swollen clit, I couldn't help but gasp and buck my hips against his hand. I heard him gasp and suddenly drop by my ear and whisper with raw passion,  

"Baby, I want you so bad! You are SO wet and ready to be taken! I need you! Do you want this?"

All I could do was softly whisper "Yes, Glenn take me!"

He carefully positioned himself between my legs and in one strong thrust entered me. 

"GLENN!" I cried out. 

Tears welled up in my eyes, and suddenly he went still, looked at me and said "Baby are you okay, did I hurt you?" 

I anxiously replied "Oh Glenn, please don't stop! I want this with you!" 

Softly and tenderly he said "Sarah, I know you're not a virgin, but baby you're so tight. I don't want to hurt you, I love you too much!" 

I couldn't help but clench my thighs against him, in the effort to make him stay joined to my body. "Glenn, I need you! Please love me!" I whimpered.

Slowly his rhythmic thrusting began. I wrapped my arms around him, slowly running my hands up and down his body. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around him. 

He groaned against my ear "Oh darlin' you are incredible!" He stared into my eyes as he began to thrust deeper inside me. 

"Baby, what does it feel like for you?" He urgently whispered. 

I kissed him, and said "It's like an ocean wave crashing gently against the shoreline, and as the water pulls back there's an intense desire to keep hold of it." 

"Wow! That was beautiful! I've only asked that to a few women, but I never could get a reply! They just didn't know how to describe it!" he exclaimed.

I could feel his body begin to shudder as he thrust in me faster and harder. I bucked against him, arched my back, and screamed "Fuck me harder baby, please don't stop!" I knew I was on the brink of having a massive orgasm. 

He hoarsely whispered "Cum for me Sarah, cum with me baby!" He started thrusting into me as deep as he could, until finally as our passion culminated we both cried out expressing the intensity of our orgasms. 

The intensity of our orgasms subsided, and he leaned up, gently running his fingers through my silky blonde hair, and teasingly said "Baby I think you're late for that picnic." 

Looking at him with my eyes sparkling, I replied "This picnic was SO much better though, and I wouldn't trade it for anything!"

Suddenly I heard the piercing beeps of my alarm clock. I wanted so much to stay in bed and continue this dream of Glenn. I couldn't believe that nearly eight years after I had given him my virginity I still dreamed of him. 

***If you've read this far, and have forgotten, a quick reminder this story is NOT true, it was based on a dream***



Anchored To His Heart Ch. 03



***Please note: Though written in the first person, I've NEVER cheated on my spouse, this story is based on a DREAM!!!***

"Today is going to be a busy day!" I thought as I quickly glanced down at my to-do list. Grocery shopping, hair appointment, dental appointment, and cooking dinner. If that wasn't enough, I had to take my husband to work, pick him up for lunch, drop him off after lunch, and pick him up after work! Such is the downside of only having one vehicle! 

I quickly rushed to get dressed, putting on a knee length black skirt, a lacy black bra and a turquoise top. The skirt was snug up against my skin and I knew any panties I wore would leave noticeable lines. I was NOT about to create that fashion faux pas! I could easily put on a thong, but they're so uncomfortable, so ultimately I decided to skip wearing panties. 

I brushed my hair, did my make up and lightly misted on some perfume. My look was complete save for the jewelry, stockings, and high heels. I quickly put on my thigh high stockings, and high heels and grabbed a complimentary bracelet and earring set to complete my outfit.

I headed to the living room and met my husband and I asked him, "Ready?" 

"Yes, just give me a minute to finish lacing up my boots and grab a cup of coffee. I'll meet you in the vehicle" he said. 

I quickly grabbed my purse, along with my cell phone and to-do list, and went outside to start the vehicle.

I had just dropped off my husband at work, and was heading towards the dentist office when I got a text message from my online friend Glenn. I couldn't help but smile as I read his message: "Hey Sarah! Headed off to work, but wanted to tell you that I hope you have a wonderful day darlin'!" 

I couldn't help but reflect on his thoughtfulness, as I replied "It's so wonderful hearing from you honey! Hope your day is great baby! Love you bunches!" 

There's no denying that there's an intense attraction between us! I've often told him that for the sake of my marriage it's a good thing that he lives in another state! 

As soon as I was out of the dentist, I headed to the hair stylist. As I was about to go into the hair stylist, I got another text message from Glenn responding to an earlier message I had sent. Quickly responding, I told him that I would talk with him once I was finished at the hair salon. Having gotten my hair cut and styled, I decided to indulge myself, and also got a manicure and pedicure before heading home.

During the next couple of hours, the text messages flew back and forth between Glenn and I. I found myself intensely aroused, and wishing that I could meet him. I knew if I ever met him, he would be the ultimate temptation, and I knew that my marital vows would be forgotten.

I've never wanted a man as much as I have wanted Glenn. Regardless of the fact that I'm married, I've grown to love Glenn - admittedly more than I should! 

I glanced at the clock and noticed that I needed to go pick my husband up for lunch and sent Glenn one last text message before leaving. I saw that he had sent a reply and when I read it, it sent flutters through my stomach! It was the type of sensation that makes it seem like a bunch of fingers are tickling me! 

Over lunch my husband mentioned that there was a chance of a re-call later on that day. I inwardly groaned and hoped that this would not happen, as re-calls often come through at the most aggravating of times!

For those not in the military, a re-call is where a phone call can come through -at any given time- and you stop what you're doing, put on your uniform and report to work. The only exception to this would be a telephone re-call. 

After lunch and dropping my husband back off at work, I drove to the commissary. I was just pulling into the parking lot when I got another text from my friend Glenn. I giggled and felt a rush of warmth through my body as I read it. 

Throughout my grocery shopping the text messages continued and I finally sent him a text message that said "I think you're stalking me via text lol!". 

"Well maybe I am Sarah, you never know." he replied.

"LoL aren't you suppose to be at work?" I quickly texted him.

"Oh I'm working, in fact I'm on a business trip. Thank goodness they sent me to an area where there's a military base, now I can use military lodging and save some of my expenses, one of the many benefits from having retired from the US Navy." he replied. 

My curiosity was now engaged, and I responded "Oh, and where did they send you to?" Not having received a reply for a few minutes, I continued walking the aisle of the commissary. 

Suddenly my phone rang, it was Glenn. I answered and in between giggling and bashfulness said "Hello Glenn! So you couldn't resist calling me to hear my voice huh?" 

His reply sent shivers up my back as he said "Well yes because your voice is so soft, soothing and sexy! However, I also called to make sure that this gorgeous blonde that I see walking in front of me is you!" 

I spun around quickly, shut my phone, and with surprise in my eyes saw him standing there less than five feet away. I suddenly froze when I saw him and for a moment I struggled to even think straight! "Glenn...I never thought...I can't believe...Oh Glenn!" I cried!

He seemed equally shocked at seeing me and could only say "Sarah?" before he quickly approached me, and I threw my arms around him hugging him

I couldn't believe that in the time that we had been chatting, texting and calling that he was the same guy that eight years earlier, I gave my virginity to! Sure, at one point, we had both shared that we each had known someone by the same first name, but the conversations always ended the same way "Well perhaps one day..." I still couldn't believe after all this time that he looked the same. 

"Glenn what are you doing here!" I exclaimed 

"Well my work sent me down here. I'm glad I found you alone!" He murmured in my ear. 

"Hmmmm is that so? What are you doing tonight?" I asked him.

"I just got here today. I'm trying to find a good restaurant to eat at, got any recommendations?" he asked in a teasing manner. 

"Glenn you know that I love cooking! I want you to come over to my house for dinner!" I excitedly said. 

"Well I didn't want to sound pushy, but I was hoping that you would invite me over. You constantly tell me what you cook and you know how to make me hungry -in more ways than one!" he casually said. 

I felt a touch of bashfulness as he dropped this last comment and quickly said "Let me just text my husband and let him know! He will be so excited to hear that you're in town, and I'm sure he won't mind you coming over for dinner!" 

As Glenn walked beside me through the commissary, my husband replied to my text. The reply was as expected, "Oh of course, I wouldn't have a problem, you always cook too much food anyways." 

"See Glenn, you now have plans for tonight!" I happily said. 

"Oh and what's on the menu?" he teasingly asked. 

"Tonight I'm making grilled honey lime mesquite chicken, a creamy white macaroni & cheese, grilled corn on the cob with maple chipotle butter, and garlic herb breadsticks" I casually said. 

"That sounds incredibly yummy Sarah! What about dessert?" he asked with a glimmer in his eye. 

There were often the double entendres between the two of us, and taking it as edible dessert I said "Well I hadn't thought about that, I guess I'll make some strawberry shortcakes" and I quickly turned toward the cart around to go pick up the whipped cream, strawberries and sponge cakes. 

"Well that sounds absolutely delightful, and if there are leftovers I know how to use them!" he said with a flirtatious smile. 

After making my final grocery selections and paying for them, I headed outside where Glenn helped me load the groceries in my car. I told him "Just follow me. I've got to pick up my husband from work before heading home though." 

I was giddy with excitement about finally having been reunited with Glenn. I quickly drove to my husband's work, picked my husband up from work and then headed on home. If my husband knew my mind, he wouldn't have been so inclined to have agreed to my request to invite Glenn over.

As soon as we got to the house, I placed my purse down, and quickly started making dinner preparations. Within a short time dinner was served and I could sense a strong sexual tension at the table. I was struggling to hide the intense desire that was running through my body like an electrical current. 

Suddenly my husbands phone range "Yes Sir, Right away Sir!" I heard him say. 

My husband walked over to me and said "Sarah I'm sorry, I've been re-called."

A sigh of frustration reached my lips and I softly said "I guess I should be use to it now, when will you be home." 

His voice took on that of disgust and frustration towards his job as he said "They said expect to be there until 0600 hours." 

Turning to Glenn he said "It was great seeing you again. I'm sorry to rush out like this." 

Within a matter of minutes, my husband had left, no kiss, no hug, and no "I love you." If anything I was wondering when Glenn would leave, not that I wanted him to, but I knew that it was dangerous for us to be alone. Suddenly there was an awkward silence between us, as he caught my eyes. I averted my gaze, and began to clear off the dining room table. 

"Here let me help Sarah, it's the least I could do after having had such a wonderful dinner." he quickly said. 

"Sure thank you." I quietly replied.

Soon the dinner table was cleared, and I was standing in the kitchen just trying to keep from crying. I suddenly felt his hand on my waist, as he gently turned me around and tenderly asked "Sarah, are you okay? You seem upset about something." 

"Glenn I'm okay, but I'm just struggling. I love my husband, I really do, but something is missing! You saw what happened! He didn't kiss me, he didn't hug me, he didn't even say 'I love you!' before he left! I don't want my marriage to wind up as a statistic, but I don't want a marriage that's void of passion, and romance. I don't want a marriage that is cold, empty, hallow, and meaningless!" I softly said as the tears started trickling down my face. 

Slowly he wrapped his arms around me, I couldn't help but bury my face into his shoulder as the tears flowed, and my crying reduced my normal posture to tremors that wracked my body, causing me to shudder against him. 

"Shh it's okay sweetie, just let it out" he soothingly said. 

He then grabbed a tissue, and gently wiped away my tears. Tilting my chin up he then asked "How am I going to get these bright aqua eyes, back to their pretty blue colour?" 

He quickly opened the refrigerator and grabbed the strawberries that I had rinsed off earlier, and then grabbed the whipped cream. Pulling the cap off the whipped cream he said "how about something sweet for someone sweet!"

I smiled up wistfully at him as he took a strawberry and proceed to put a dollop of whipped cream on it. Seeing how he was holding the canister I quickly said "Glenn, careful you're going to get whipped cream on your face!" 

I realized that I said that a bit too late, and the next thing I started giggling as I looked at his frustrated expression and the whipped cream on the cleft of his chin. 

"Oh you think this is funny Sarah!" he slowly said. 

Giggling I said "Yes, you look so adorable and thank you for the laugh!"

He slowly popped the strawberry into my mouth and then leaned down to slowly kiss me. I knew what would happen next, I knew it and did nothing to stop it. I began kissing him back, first slowly then more urgently as I wrapped my arms around him. 

He slowly stepped back and unbuttoned my shirt. The cool air hit my skin and I shivered. He quickly took me in his arms, pressing his body against mine as he leaned down to nuzzle my neck "How can something this taboo, this wrong, feel SO incredibly right!" I wondered, as he continued to kiss my neck. He looked up at me, and looked in my eyes as he once again kissed me. His arms were wrapped around me, and slowly he removed his arms, and moved his hands up to run them through my silky blonde hair, and slowly slid them down my back.

"Glenn," I half panted-half whispered "I want you, I need you!"

"Sarah," he hoarsely groaned "Baby you mean a lot to me! Do you know how crazy sexy you are to me Sarah! I want you like I've never wanted anyone else!"

"Glenn, I've never forgotten about that night! I've never stopped dreaming of you or thinking of you! I've never forgotten you! I need you to make love to me!" I urgently whispered in his ear.

In the next moment, he completely removed my shirt, and I slid my hands up his shirt, slowly running my hands up his chest. I looked in his eyes and without a word I slowly unbuttoned his shirt. I felt his hands go around my back, and he slowly unhooked my bra, sliding the straps down my arms. 

I felt his hands softly touching my breasts as he slowly lowered his head to trail a line of warm kisses from my lips to my neck, and then to my breasts.

I took his hand and slowly walked to my bedroom. He paused knowing the full implications that there would be no turning back at this point. He sat down on my bed, while I stood between his legs. He slowly turned me around to unzip my skirt. The skirt softly caught on the curve of my hips, and he reached up to release it until the skirt slid past my thighs, finally landing on the floor. 

His breath caught as he realized that I was now completely nude, save for the thigh high stockings and my high heels. I slowly lowered my face and just as I did, he suddenly stood up, taking a finger and gently tilting my face where he could see the passion burning in my eyes, flooding my soul with desire. 

He took a step back from me and in a matter of a minute had removed his clothes. He stood behind me, and pressed his body against mine. His hard cock pressed against my ass, as he pulled my body tighter to his. He wrapped his arms around me, running his hands over my stomach, up to my breasts where he teased my hardened nipples until I whimpered from the intense pleasure. 

He slowly turned me around and looked in my eyes again and said in a voice that commanded attention "I want you Sarah! You are so special to me baby! I want you so very badly! I want to take you and make you mine! I want your heart, love, mind and body!"  

There was no hesitation on my part as I slowly climbed onto the bed, laid down and then stretched out on my back, clad only in my thigh high stockings and high heels. Smiling, I beckoned to him with my finger.

In a matter of seconds he was at my side, gently kissing me until I began to writhe from the immense pleasure of his kisses. He slowly began stroking my inner thigh, moving higher up my leg, until he was finally touching my slick warm wetness, and slid a finger into me. 

I let out a quick gasp as he started moving his finger in and out of me, and suddenly he lowered his head to search out my sweet warm wetness. I felt his tongue lapping at my wet juices, and felt his finger rubbing my clit. I began circling my hips, and arching my back. 

Prior to this moment, I had only dreamed of what it would be like to have him loving me again, and now I was experiencing it! My breathing getting heavier, I could only throw my head back and started writhing and whimpering from the immense pleasure that he was giving to me.

I could sense my orgasm building up, and so could he. He slowly moved away, and then climbing between my legs he looked in my eyes, as he slowly eased the tip of his cock into my warm, wet tunnel, teasing me. I heard him gasp audibly and go still, I tilted my hips up wanting him completely inside me. He started slowly sliding the tip of his cock in and out of me still not going in completely. 

I could barely stand the torment that he was creating. I wanted him, I needed him! He could see that I was craving this, and finally he pushed all the way in me, and grabbed my ass pulling me towards him. He started kissing me, it was an incredibly tender moment, so perfectly intimate. He started thrusting faster and faster and I began bucking against him, enjoying the internal friction. He began squeezing my breasts, my nipples and then began kissing me again.

He leaned down and in a strained voice said "Damn, I love the feeling of your body beneath me, you are SO hot baby!" 

Hearing his voice drove me wild, and I raked my nails down his back and I wrapped my legs around him. I could sense a massive orgasm racing through my body as he kept on thrusting harder and faster. I couldn't stop writhing, I couldn't stop whimpering, and soon my soft whimpering turned into passion-filled screaming with each thrust. 

"Glenn! Glenn! Don't stop baby, take me there, take me! Fuck me baby, just fuck me!" I cried out. 

My screams excited him immensely and he kept thrusting in so deep, so hard, so fast. I knew he was about to cum, and I was also nearing my climax. 

Suddenly he let lose a primal sounding groan as he cried "Sarah oh baby I'm cumming!"

"Glenn, oh honey, I'm cumming with you!" I passionately cried. I felt his cum spray inside me, and felt his body shudder as he gave one last hard thrust inside me. 

I was so overwhelmed by the passion that we shared, that as my climax began to wane, I started crying. I felt his hands gently wipe away the tears and in a tender voice he asked "Baby are you okay? Why are you crying? Are you regretting this?" 

I quickly shook my head and in a choked voice said "I'm wonderful sweetheart, I don't regret this for a moment, it's just the beauty of what we shared overwhelmed me and the pleasure so intense that I couldn't help crying!" 

Placing his mouth close to my ear he quietly said "Baby, you are just something else! Do you know how much I love you? Do you know why I love you?" 

I shook my head no and he continued "I find you very intoxicating, your love of life, your laugh, the joy you get from the smallest things! You are a very sexy woman in touch with your femininity and I love it! I love you because you're sweet, funny, kind, so totally adorable in so many ways, you're strong, independent, yet very vulnerable and tender." 

Hearing what he said nearly took away my breath. Here I was a married woman, and I had just violated my wedding vows! At this very moment the only thing I wanted was to be Glenn's. I wanted him for all eternity. 

As I replayed what he had just said, I felt another tear trickle down my face, and I got up to go to the shower. I quickly turned the water on and got in the shower wondering 

whether or not Glenn would be joining me. 

"Hey Baby, do you have room for me?" he asked in a seductive manner. 

"Sure there's room, are you coming in?" I teasingly asked 

"Well of course I'll be coming in and hopefully cumming in you again" he teased back.

I had already grabbed a bottle of shower gel, and had squirted some body gel onto a body pouf, when Glenn joined me in the shower. He slowly kissed me and then reached for the pouf and proceeded to wash my body. He gently rubbed the soapy body pouf all over me, starting at my neck, then shoulders, before turning me around and washing my back, and ass. My back pressed towards him, he slowly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. He then started to wash my breasts and at the same time he rubbed his body against my back. He slowly moved the body pouf over my stomach, and down lower until finally he was washing between my legs. The sensations were causing me to arch my back, and I wanted him again! 

I reached up and grabbed the removable massaging shower head and slowly rinsed the soap off my body, meanwhile he proceeded to continue soaping every inch of my long legs. I looked at him, and was amazed at his thoroughness, how he wanted to pleasure me in every way. 




Anchored To His Heart Ch. 03



I slowly handed him the removable massaging shower head, and reaching behind him grabbed a bottle of body wash for men. I poured the body wash onto a wash cloth and soaped off his back, working my way down to his ass, over his trim hips and down the back of his legs. 

I moved to the front and gently washed off his chest, arms, and then stomach before I reached out to soap off his erect cock. I slowly stroked his slippery cock several times until he audibly groaned. I once more reached for the removable massaging shower head and rinsed the soap away off his body, and then off my body before finally replacing it in the wall holder.

I carefully got down on my knees and as the water splashed on our bodies, I took him in my mouth, slowly and firmly working his slick, wet, warm shaft into my mouth. I grabbed his ass pulling him to me, trying to get him in as deep as I possibly could, and then slowly sucking him while I moved my mouth off of him. I felt his hips thrusting and I slowly looked up to see him looking down at me. I heard a delightful, low groan emanate from him, and I knew he was enjoying this. 

I felt his hands reach down to touch my face and then heard him say in a voice that almost resonated a groan "Oh baby you're so good with your mouth!" 

I looked up at him, and smiled and then getting up I kissed him. I felt his hand come down hard across my ass as he pulled me against him crushing my breasts. "You little tease, you are so good, I want you again" he whispered. 

"Oh you do? Well baby have at it" I murmured in his ear. 

He quickly turned me around and I felt his hand pushing my back lower, until finally I was bent over, fully exposed. He entered me from behind, slowly sliding his thick wet cock into my warm wet depths, then very slowly moving out. As sensational as it was, it was almost unbearable! 

I wanted him to take me fast, and crash into me hard, but he was in control and he knew it! He gradually increased the speed, and soon he was thrusting into me hard and fast, just how I enjoyed it. 

The water was splashing all over us and suddenly I felt a blast of hot water at my clit. I turned my head and noticed Glenn had taken down the removable massaging shower head, and was now aiming it at my clit.

"Ahhhh damn baby" I screamed "baby fuck me, fuck me harder" I cried. 

In a moment I was spiraling over the edge in climax, and I knew Glenn wasn't far behind as he suddenly turned off the water, grabbed my hips and thrust hard against me. 

I felt his warm cum flood inside me and the sensation drove me over the edge once more. He carefully pulled out, and spinning me around crushed my body against his for a warm passionate kiss. 

Stepping out of the shower, he took a towel, and proceeded to dry me off. I couldn't help but know that he treasured me, that he loved me, that everything he said was true. I stood by his side, until finally we both went back to bed and lay down.

We lay there for quite sometime, wrapped in each others arms, and not once for a minute, did I regret the passion we shared. I sighed contentedly as he draped his hand around my body. I drifted off to sleep fully aware that when I woke up he would be gone. 

When I woke up, a tear slowly slid down my face and my heart broke, knowing that this was just a dream.

***If you've read this far, and have forgotten, a quick reminder this story is NOT true, it was based on a dream*** 



Anchored To His Heart Ch. 04



**Quick note: This story is based on a dream! While constructive criticism is welcome, and comments are greatly welcomed, verbal attacks aren't needed and will be deleted. Happy reading.**

I stood at the window looking outside, the sun barely peeking over the horizon. I knew in my heart that today would be another lonely day. My husband was deployed to Iraq, and the house was overwhelmingly quiet.

I had printed off my husbands latest email and was re-reading it again, focusing in on his last closing line of "I've been confused for a while, and I'm sorry if I've hurt you, but I'm not sure if I love you, or women for that matter. Just give me some room to think." One minute I was crying, the next minute I was furious and angry. 

"It doesn't make any sense!" I thought. I let out a mournful sigh as I crumpled up the letter and hurled it against the wall. I wasn't in the mood to deal with the possibilities of what he was saying in the letter.

My name is Sarah, I lead the typical life of a military wife, if there is anything typical about it! It seemed like clockwork that my husband and I moved around. It was hard leaving behind friends, packing up, moving to a new base, and wondering just how long it would take to find friends again. When I wasn't moving, it seemed my husband was on a TDY -temporary duty- assignment, or in this case deployed. 

Ever since my husband deployed, I had been battling insomnia. I blamed it on the time zone difference. My afternoon was his evening, his evening was my morning, my morning was his afternoon. It got crazy trying to adjust to his time zone, while staying in my time zone!

The times that I could sleep were mainly filled with dreams of an erotic sense, though there were also the dreams that were filled with terror that often woke me up in a panic. I thought of how one minute my husband was by my side, and the next minute he was on a plane that would take him half way around the world. 

Today was just as lonely as the previous days. I couldn't help but reflect back on that day when my husband came home and said "I leave tomorrow." Unsure of how to respond, I simply stood there stunned.

It had been a little over three months since my husband had left, and I could barely stand the torment of being sexually deprived! I knew all too well that military couples were held to a higher standard than their civilian counterparts in the realm of marital fidelity. I couldn't quite understand the hypocrisy. It seemed as though most civilians thought that military spouses came with a 'flip switch' that would automatically shut off our sexuality. 

Admittedly my sexual drive runs stronger than that of my husband, a rarity for sure! There was never a day where I didn't want my husband to just have intense, passionate sex with me, but that would never happen. The times when we would have sex, were good but infrequent and short. Sex left him exhausted and sleepy while it left me desiring and craving more!

That day, as was custom, I checked out my normal social networking sites, followed by checking my email. I came across an email from a friend who knew I loved to read.

"You should check out Literotica." the email read. 

Out of sheer boredom I decided to check it out, and found myself quickly drawn into reading the many stories, I quickly grew bored and saw the chat room feature, and thought "Well I love to talk, it's just fantasy coupled by a touch of reality so why not!"

I quickly discovered it wasn't so easy to get into the chat room. It seemed to be buggy, but finally I got inside the chat room and soon realized it was a mix of activity, the content varied, and it seemed like every so often people were being booted or banned for the silliest of infractions. I couldn't help but think that for an erotic chat room it seemed puritanical at best!

In a matter of seconds I was immersed in the world of chatting. After trying to keep pace with the rapidly flying personal messages, and whispers, someone by the username "FFGSailor" requested a chat, to which I obliged.

The chat started out quite simple: 

"Hey baby girl, how are you?" came the typed question. 

"Baby girl huh? Oh and I suppose you're now my daddy?" I quickly typed.

"Well if you want me to be your daddy, sure...just kidding! You sound upset. Care to talk about it, baby girl?" he replied.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to sound snippy with you. I'm hurt, I'm angry, I'm just so...lost! I got an email from my husband and he seems to be struggling with his sexuality. I don't understand it! I've tried doing everything I know to do, and I seem to be fighting against a brick wall! I almost think he's betrayed me! I don't know what to do anymore!" I replied as I felt more tears begin to build up.

"Wow! That's got to be heavy! I'm sorry! Sometimes men can just be asses." came his reply.

I smirked and typed my reply of "Yeah, in my husband's case he's a dumb ass! He's always been 'off' sexually. When we were first married, he would go a month, sometimes longer, without having sex with me! I use to think it was my fault, and I would often cry myself to sleep when he would turn me away, but now I'm thinking that perhaps it's always been this way and I was just to naïve to recognize it."

"Damn! I'm sorry baby, it shouldn't have been that way for you! You sound as though you've got quite the sexual appetite!" not waiting for a reply he continued typing, "What do you look like? I'm 5'7" I have brown hair and hazel eyes, and I'm 40."

Even though I was in a bit of a bad mood, I couldn't help but giggle as I realized I was taller than this person I was chatting with.

I quickly typed in "I'm 5' 10" and I have blonde hair that is just below my shoulders, which I often wear curled. My eyes are often an intense shade of blue reflecting a mischievous happy mood, unless I'm pissed off then they look green, or if I'm sad they turn a bright aqua." 

"Wow that's intense! You sound lovely! I'm guessing your eyes are green right now huh?" he responded.

I went quiet momentarily, as I debated on offering to send him a link to my picture. 

Finally I decided to offer to share my picture and typed "Yes, my eyes are green right now...Would you rather see a picture, so you're not over imagining what I look like?" 

"Sure would!" he replied, and then he quickly typed in "Just got it! What did you mean by 'over imagining'? You're cute and your eyes are very blue in this picture! I love your smile! Your husband is a fool for not knowing what he's got!"

I softly smiled as I read his reply. I wasn't so naïve to assume that every person would share a favorable opinion of me, but frankly it wouldn't have mattered if the comment would have been less than flattering. I know who I am, and I don't need the validation of anyone else, besides it's not like I was ever going to meet anyone from online.

"Well I appreciate that you think so!" I quickly typed.

It seemed that the questions ranged all over the place from taste in music, to where we were from, to our marital status and then finally he asked the question 

"Have you ever cheated on your husband?"

Never one to be evasive with the truth I replied, "Well no, of course not! Admittedly there is a guy that I've grown to be close friends with, we've never met, but we do talk to each other on the phone and text each other. I know if he lived locally that it would be a struggle to say no to him, especially with my husband's current confusion!" 

I was thinking of my guy friend Glenn, and suddenly I saw the question "Would you ever want to meet up with him if you could?"

I hurriedly typed "Well after this email from my husband, I would have to say yes I do, with all my heart!" 

"I bet you're thinking of him right now, aren't you?" he typed.

I paused for a moment before I replied "Yes, I am. It's a more pleasant subject, and while I don't mean to be rude towards you, it's just hard for me not to think of him. In the short time I've known him, I've grown to care deeply for him."

I was momentarily distracted by the vibrating of my cell phone, picking it up I read the latest message from my friend Glenn "Morning Sarah, how are you?"

I felt a soft tingle rush through my body as I replied "Mmm well I'm naturally wonderful because I'm thinking of you!" We exchanged a few more text messages before I finally realized that I had left the chat go quiet.

I sent a quick message "Sorry about the delay, I got a text message and replied to it."

"Oh it's okay, you were gone a while, was it your guy friend?" came the quick reply. I couldn't believe this guy, he sure was bold with the questions he asked!

"Yes it was." I quickly typed.

"Would you ever want to meet me, if I lived nearby?" he asked. I sat thinking to myself as I debated on how to reply to him. I didn't want to be rude, but I also thought he was being too intrusive, especially considering that we didn't know each other.

"Well if you were this other guy, of course I wouldn't mind meeting you. Look I hate to cut this chat short, but I'm getting ready to go to the beach. Perhaps we can chat more at a later time." I replied and not waiting for his reply I closed the chat session.

I quickly logged off the computer and went to my bedroom. I grabbed a beach bag, and packed my bathing suit, some sun screen, a huge beach towel, and a book that I planned on reading as I sunbathed. I knew that it would be warm out, so I slipped on a short turquoise sleeveless dress, a pair of sandals, and clipped my hair up into a messy top knot before I headed outside.

As I pulled into the parking area, I noticed only two other vehicles. I got out of my vehicle, locked it, and proceeded to walk out onto the beach to look for a place to lay out. I looked around and noticed it was deserted. "I wonder where the people are that have their vehicles parked." I thought. 

I turned to head to the changing rooms and before I even got to the changing rooms, I looked over to a secluded picnic area and suddenly my question was answered as I heard muffled moaning.

I couldn't help myself and I quietly walked closer to the picnic pavilion. I stopped a mere ten feet away, secluded in the shadows. I knew I would end up intensely aroused, especially because of how long it had been since I had last had sex. Despite knowing this I lingered a while, overwhelmed with a desire of my own, and I stood watching this intimate moment between another couple.

I stood there fixated and softly inhaled as I watched the two lovers. I couldn't help but notice how dainty the woman looked, almost pixie-like. I noticed her honey colored hair seemed to float in soft waves over her shoulders, her eyes were the color of warm chocolate and her skin glowed with a sheen. She wasn't curvy but certainly was attractive in her own way, I imagined she couldn't have been much taller than 5'2". 

As I continued watching, I saw how her partner contrasted in comparison. While she was petite and tiny, the man was a hulking mass of masculinity, he was her complete opposite in every sense. I let my eyes wander over his body, taking in his dark blonde hair, his eyes were a piercing gray. I couldn't quite make out his height but guessed that he was at least 6'4".

My eyes shifted to her soft breasts and I noticed her pale pink nipples, and I saw the man lift his mouth to capture a nipple and suck on it, while he caressed her other breast with his hand. I saw the sun dance across the soft sheen of her skin, as she circled her hips in a frenzied motion and slid up and down on top of him. I saw him grab her hips and squeeze her hips, as he forcefully thrust his hips up into her, knowing full well in the dance of love that both were about to climax. I heard their guttural cries and contented sighs, and slowly I turned to leave.

I'm not sure how long I stood watching them, but it was long enough where I was intensely aroused! I quietly headed to the changing station, and once inside the stall, I reached for my cell phone, and dropped my beach bag to the ground and proceeded to remove my sleeveless dress, and laid it across the top of the stall door.

I sat down in the small cubicle and noticed that during the short time I had been at the beach I had received about 35 text messages, most were trivial but I went ahead and responded to each of them, and then I noticed one from Glenn. Naturally, I knew that it his text message was a reply to a text message I had sent him. I groaned inwardly knowing the moment I read it, that I would have an intense craving for him. 

As much as I wanted to, I couldn't resist and I opened it and read his reply of "Good god Sarah...we could soooo have fun together...I know u r married...but good grief!"

I felt a warm flush throughout my body as I recalled the text messages that prompted his reply. After previously having seen such an intimate moment between two lovers, and now having read his text message, I couldn't help but imagine the sort of fun he was speaking of. "Good thing he lives out of state." I thought. 

Even with my husband being deployed, I had tried to keep the intimacy alive, but it wasn't the easiest thing in the world to do! All of my suggestions were met with a stubborn refusal, it now seemed obvious why. 

I was trying so hard to be the 'good military wife' and I sighed in frustration. I had another man who was seemingly interested in me, and yet the man who should have been interested in me, behaved as though he were a frigid, virginal prude and now it seemed like he wasn't even sure if he liked woman anymore!

The sexual desire was coursing through my body and without hesitation I slowly trailed my hands over the swell of my breasts, and noticed my nipples were hard and protruding. I slowly circled my finger tips around my nipples, noticing their pale raspberry tinted color. I slowly moved my hands down, over my stomach, lower until finally my hand was between my legs. I shut my eyes, my finger sliding through the warm wetness, into my swollen aching center. I was aching, I just wanted to be properly fucked! 

I gasped as a strong shudder coursed through my body, and I arched my back, and a quiet cry rang from my mouth as I quickly spiraled over the edge in a climax. I couldn't help but softly sigh and did so out of contentment coupled with frustration and deprivation. I hated all these days and weeks of no sex! I was so sex-starved! I couldn't help but scream out loud "I can't stand it! I swear I'll fuck the next person who walks in this changing station!"

As I slowly floated down from my orgasm, my eyes fluttered open and I looked around. I panicked as I became aware that sometime during that private moment of self fulfillment, that someone had snuck in, and had taken my beach bag AND my dress, leaving me naked with only my cell phone.

I was sitting there with my cell phone when all of the sudden I noticed it started vibrating. I looked and discovered it was Glenn. I wanted to talk with him, yet at the same time I didn't because he was so capable of detecting my moods by the tone of my voice.

I slowly answered it "Hello?"

"Hey baby, just had some free time and thought I would check and see how you're doing." he hurriedly said.

"Well, I could be better, but I'm ok." I muttered.

"What's wrong sweetie?" he inquired

I let out a long sigh before I replied and said "I went to the beach and I was getting ready to change into my bathing suit, got distracted, and before I could get into my bathing suit, someone stole both my beach bag and my dress. So now I'm stuck in a changing room, I'm naked and I only have my phone."

I knew that he would burst into laughter simply because I always seem to find myself in the most odd, yet amusing of situations. There was little delay before I heard his mellow laughter and oddly it seemed to echo. I sat there pouting and the laughter just kept getting louder and louder. 

Finally after letting out a sigh of exasperation I asked him "Are you done laughing at me?"

In between fits of laughter I heard him say "Sarah, baby you are SO funny!" I supposed I was providing him with his daily entertainment, and I grudgingly had to think that under any other circumstance I would probably have laughed as well. 

I couldn't dismiss the thought that it sounded like his laughter was growing closer, and I asked him "Glenn where are you?"

I panicked as I suddenly heard the main door of the changing station open. Then I heard his voice as he said disconnected the call and said amidst fits of laughter "Baby open the door, I have your clothes."

I was quite puzzled and finally exclaimed "How the hell did you know I was at the beach! Are you stalking me?!"

"Calm down, Sarah. I'm not stalking you. Do you remember earlier this morning when we were texting and you said you were chatting online?"

I was quite flustered by now, and said "Well yes, I remember, why?"

He let out a hearty laugh as he replied "Baby you were texting me AND chatting with me!"

As much as I wanted to be mad at him, I found it impossible because the situation was quite funny, but yet I also didn't want him to know I wasn't upset or mad, so I stayed quiet. 

"Sarah, I have your clothes. If you want them you have to get them."

I timidly stuck my hand outside the stall, expecting that he would give me my clothes back. I realized I wouldn't be that lucky when he suddenly chuckled and teasingly said "Oh you're not getting your stuff that quickly!"

I couldn't help but softly pout and ask "Why can't I have them? I'm naked!"

"Well that's exactly why you're not getting them Sarah! You are such a blatant tease, and now you're going to find out what it's like to be teased! I saw how you were flirting online." he said. 

Too late, I failed to pull my hand back in time, and suddenly Glenn pulled me out where I was standing in front of him naked. I hurriedly moved my left hand to cover my shaved mound, while moving my right forearm over my breasts, trying to cover what I could, but he wasn't having that. He brushed my hands aside and doing so took a sharp intake of breath as he ran his eyes up and down my body. In the next moment I heard his forceful sigh as he drank in the image before him, my curly blonde hair that rested just at my shoulders, my blue eyes, my soft breasts, my long legs, my creamy pale skin, and my shaved mound.

I suddenly became self conscious and slowly turned my face to the side, looking down. He could see my nervousness and suddenly he took my beach towel and wrapped it around me, and then still holding firmly onto my hand walked me to the exit of the changing station.

"Glenn, what are you doing?" I said in an alarmed voice.

"Well Sarah, didn't you say that you were going to fuck the next person who walked into that changing station" he asked in a matter of fact manner.

"Yes but I didn't mean it! I was frustrated when I said that!" I said in a voice that gave way with alarm of what he had in mind.

"I don't doubt you're frustrated, and I plan to remedy that for you." he said in a tone that left no question as to his intent.

In my mind it seemed he was holding the cards in this game - he had my car keys, my clothes, he had me naked and he was using my own words against me! Still holding my hand, he escorted me to a shady area of the beach that was almost obscure with the boulders on one side and a soft hill of sand on the other side, not total seclusion but almost. Suddenly he took my towel from around me and laid it down on the ground. I let out an audible gasp at being naked on a beach, and once again my hands flew up to cover what I could. 

He quickly pulled me to the beach towel and I tensed up as he began touching me. His hands were slowly tracing from my breasts tapering down to my waist, and then flaring out over my hips.