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Speaker 1: Wild in Bed, a taboo listeners erotic Fantasy. After years together,
Speaker 1: Melissa has finally found the strength to leave her partner Brandon,
Speaker 1: But on nights like this alone in a bar drinking whiskey,
Speaker 1: she wondered if it was really the right choice. But
Speaker 1: when Bricks, Brandon's best friend, appears in the bar, she
Speaker 1: has to wonder if this is just luck or is
Speaker 1: there something else at play. Hi, it's Devlin and welcome
Speaker 1: to another episode of Wild and Bed, your destination for
Speaker 1: salacious stories, sense your satisfaction and finger looking good fantasies. No,
Speaker 1: I do hope you're laying on your bed, you've loosened
Speaker 1: those clothes, put your earbuds in, and just close those
Speaker 1: pretty eyes and surrender to the pleasure of my voice
Speaker 1: caressing over your body. And when you're ready to surrender
Speaker 1: to desire, just go ahead and take a nice deep
Speaker 1: breath and hold it for a moment and let it
Speaker 1: go with a sigh. Letting go of any tension, any stress.
Speaker 1: For the next twenty minutes or so, it's just you
Speaker 1: and my voice. You have decided this is your time,
Speaker 1: your time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction, your
Speaker 1: time to explore your inner desires. As you listen to
Speaker 1: the story, I feel my voice going with you as
Speaker 1: you immerse yourself in the pleasure. Sitting at the bar,
Speaker 1: surrounded by dozens of people enjoying the end of a
Speaker 1: week on a Friday night, A Lisa felt so alone
Speaker 1: after she had left work that evening, she made a
Speaker 1: spur of the minute decision to go out for a drink. Why.
Speaker 2: She didn't know, just that she didn't want to be
Speaker 2: home alone. Instead, she was alone at a bar. She
Speaker 2: lifted her drink, a whiskey sour, to her lips. The
Speaker 2: drink slid smoothly down, telling her the bartender knew their stuff. Sighing,
Speaker 2: she saved the flavors on her tongue. Alisa barely registered
Speaker 2: someone sitting on the store beside her. It wasn't until
Speaker 2: she heard her name that she was pulled from her
Speaker 2: brooding thoughts. Alsa is that you? She turned, her eyes
Speaker 2: widened in recognition and surprise, Bricks, Hi, I thought it
Speaker 2: was you. It's been a while, what two? Three years? Now?
Speaker 2: Three years? Last time I saw you was just before
Speaker 2: the divorce, the last poker knight at the house. Alisa
Speaker 2: looked down into her tumbler, unable to meet Briggs's eyes. Now,
Speaker 2: bris was her ex husband's best friend and coworker, she
Speaker 2: had always felt comftable around him. Unlike some of his
Speaker 2: friends and family, Briggs had always seemed too well, almost
Speaker 2: pitier at times, yet not in a way that made
Speaker 2: her feel pathetic. No, it was more along the lines
Speaker 2: of making her feel she deserved better. It's been that long,
Speaker 2: Briggs replied, sounding a bit surprised. Yeah, I'm sure you
Speaker 2: and his father friends hate me like his family does.
Speaker 2: After all, I'm the reason he left town and all.
Speaker 2: Briggs reached out and took hold of her chin, gently
Speaker 2: but firmly. He turned her head so that her eyes
Speaker 2: met his. Lisa, listen to me, you have nothing to
Speaker 2: be sorry for. You're not the one who did anything wrong.
Speaker 2: Brandon would never have treated me the way he did
Speaker 2: if I'd been enough. Stop it, you, hear me, Stop this.
Speaker 2: Brandon is the one who should apologize to you. You
Speaker 2: did not deserve to be treated the way he treated you.
Speaker 2: He's the one who fucked up, not you. Elisa could
Speaker 2: feel the tears pricking the corners of her eyes. But
Speaker 2: I was a bad wife. All I ever did was complain.
Speaker 2: I couldn't do anything right. I'm fat. Her words died
Speaker 2: on her tongue at the angry look in Bricks's hatel
Speaker 2: eyes and the low growl that escaped him. He was
Speaker 2: looking at her like well, she could not describe the look.
Speaker 2: All she did know was that no man had ever
Speaker 2: looked at her like he was. Brandon surely hadn't unless
Speaker 2: she was going crazy. He looked angry, not at her,
Speaker 2: but for her. You were a great wife. You took
Speaker 2: care of the house, made sure the bills were paid
Speaker 2: on time, did his laundry, cooked his meals, all that,
Speaker 2: working full time yourself. As for you being fat, I'm
Speaker 2: calling bullshit, he said, his barytone voice taking on an
Speaker 2: edge that she had never heard before. You were always
Speaker 2: a terrific hostess when Brandon had our poker nights or entertained.
Speaker 2: I don't know many women who would silently take Bricks
Speaker 2: broke off and took a swallow of his beer. This
Speaker 2: peeked at Liza's interest. However, what was he insinuating? Did
Speaker 2: he mean what she was thinking he meant? She licked
Speaker 2: her lips and took a slow breath before speaking, take
Speaker 2: what bricks. His body almost shook at the breath he released,
Speaker 2: as if he was expelling all those emotions he felt.
Speaker 2: After a few heartbeats, he once more locked eyes with her.
Speaker 2: There was that look again. It shot through her as
Speaker 2: she met his gaze, waiting for him to explain the
Speaker 2: jokes the innuendos at Brandon and some of the others made.
Speaker 2: I know you had to have heard on those nights,
Speaker 2: didn't you. Eliza looked away again and nodded kind of
Speaker 2: hard not to hearing Brandon and the others laughing at
Speaker 2: me when they assumed I couldn't hear. Well, I never
Speaker 2: heard you join them, but the others that's because I
Speaker 2: would never degrade a woman that way. Eliza. I'm sorry, sorry,
Speaker 2: sorry for what she asked, her head snapping up looking
Speaker 2: at him in the low bar light, and shock for
Speaker 2: not stopping them, not saying something to them when he
Speaker 2: told us you filed that last night, He honestly thought
Speaker 2: you weren't serious. So did the others, but I knew better.
Speaker 2: I had watched over the years as you started getting
Speaker 2: more and more upset, though you never voiced it. Brandon
Speaker 2: would tell me this version of arguments you two had
Speaker 2: at the office, how he would blow off your feelings.
Speaker 2: He would tell me how you were just an overly
Speaker 2: emotional woman, but never looked at himself. It pissed me off.
Speaker 2: Eliza knew her eyes had to be wide now and
Speaker 2: her mouth agape in surprise. You you were pissed off
Speaker 2: for me. Bris's eyes met hers again without hesitation, he nodded,
Speaker 2: I was I still am, Eliza. I'm so sorry. I
Speaker 2: never said anything to stop him or the others bricks,
Speaker 2: Eliza breathed. Eliza felt her heart pounding now, sitting there
Speaker 2: in the low light, Her eyes tethered to Brix's. Those
Speaker 2: hazel eyes seemed almost ethereal in the light, boring to hers,
Speaker 2: almost as if he were silently trying to convey something
Speaker 2: that she could not decipher. Unconsciously, her tongue slipped out
Speaker 2: over her lower lip. Her body felt an electric charge
Speaker 2: she had not felt in so long, and Briggs was
Speaker 2: the cause. Slowly, Briggs lifted a hand from where he
Speaker 2: had been resting it on his thigh, almost as if
Speaker 2: reaching towards the skittish cat. He kept his movement slow
Speaker 2: as he gently cupped her cheek. The barely audible whimper
Speaker 2: she released was encouraging and hot as hell. He studied.
Speaker 2: Eliza washed her brown eyes close and her head leaned
Speaker 2: into his touch, a look of pure bliss washing over
Speaker 2: her face. It thrilled him, and he wanted to see
Speaker 2: that look on her face again. Many times over the
Speaker 2: nearly fifteen years of knowing this woman had he wanted
Speaker 2: to do this, to fill her skin against his hand,
Speaker 2: to just pull her into his arms and hold her.
Speaker 2: All those poker knights that Brandon and the others had
Speaker 2: laughed about her, talked down about her, They teased him
Speaker 2: when he would defend her, when in reality he had
Speaker 2: wanted to find her, pull her into his arms and
Speaker 2: hold her. Now he could do just that. Sitting on
Speaker 2: his barstel, Bricks reached out his other arm and pulled
Speaker 2: Eliza into him. He did not miss the way her
Speaker 2: body tensed, but that did not stop him. Gently and firmly,
Speaker 2: Bricks enveloped Eliza into his arms. Her head now against
Speaker 2: his shoulder as he stroked up and down her back hesitantly.
Speaker 2: He felt her arms move and encircle him. Eliza, he breathed,
Speaker 2: unsure if she heard him. Over the dinner of the bar.
Speaker 2: Eliza's head was spinning as she sat on the edge
Speaker 2: of the barstel being held by Briggs Cooper. Of all
Speaker 2: of Brandon's friends, this man had been the only one
Speaker 2: who made any effort to talk to her, to engage
Speaker 2: with her in any way. He had always been able
Speaker 2: to make her smile. At one time, Brandon had accused
Speaker 2: her of having a crush on him, which was true,
Speaker 2: but she only admitted that to herself. Then he would
Speaker 2: follow that up with a guy like Bricks could never
Speaker 2: want a woman like her. Emotions flooded her then, emotions
Speaker 2: she had believed were short up in her mind. Her
Speaker 2: hands clutched the cotton t shirt he wore as she
Speaker 2: buried her face into his shoulder. Her tears she had
Speaker 2: kept at Bay broke free silently in this man's embrace.
Speaker 2: Those tears came unwanted. Embarrassed, she tried to pull away,
Speaker 2: but Briggs's arms refused to let her and only tightened
Speaker 2: around her. She felt him stroking the back of her head.
Speaker 2: I've got you now, Eliza, You're safe. Now, just let
Speaker 2: it go, Briggs whispered, AI, can you take me home? Please?
Speaker 2: Eliza requested, her voice cracking. Did you drive or took
Speaker 2: an uber Then let's get out of here, sweetheart. Sitting
Speaker 2: in the passenger seat of Briggs's truck, Eliza took several breaths.
Speaker 2: She felt horribly embarrassed at losing it there at the
Speaker 2: bar and in front of bricks of all people. When
Speaker 2: he called her sweetheart, A delicious and forbidden shiver shot
Speaker 2: through her. What the hell was happening here between her
Speaker 2: and Briggs? You're right over there. Yeah, I'm sorry about
Speaker 2: losing it in the bar. You have no need to
Speaker 2: apologize to me. I have a feeling what happened was
Speaker 2: a long time coming, Eliza. Yes, Briggs, When was the
Speaker 2: last time someone comforted you? The question stunned her. God,
Speaker 2: when had been the last time? Brendan surely had not,
Speaker 2: not even when she lost her grandmother and mother. Oh,
Speaker 2: he had said he was sorry and went to the
Speaker 2: funerals with her, But that was all. She frowned as
Speaker 2: she thought about Briggs's question. II God can't even remember,
Speaker 2: Eliza managed. Briggs just hummed but said nothing further as
Speaker 2: he continued driving. Eliza sat there looking at the window,
Speaker 2: feeling herself calming down again. When Bricks had placed her
Speaker 2: in this truck, she had not missed how effortlessly he
Speaker 2: lifted her off her feet. She knew she was no feather.
Speaker 2: Brandon constantly reminded her of the fact that at one
Speaker 2: hundred and fifty pounds, she needed to get in better shape.
Speaker 2: It was only in the last year and a half
Speaker 2: or so she had started to become comfortable with her body,
Speaker 2: so what if she was no size too and did
Speaker 2: not weigh under one hundred and twenty pounds. Out of
Speaker 2: divorcing Brandon and getting the house in their divorce, she
Speaker 2: started to try and enjoy herself. She did the things
Speaker 2: she wanted to ate what she wanted to eat. Hell,
Speaker 2: there were still times like tonight when those doubts that
Speaker 2: Brandon had created in her mind crept in how he
Speaker 2: had been the best thing and that no man would
Speaker 2: want a nearly forty something, chubby lay woman like her.
Speaker 2: She was bought out of amusing when Briggs pulled into
Speaker 2: her driveway beside her Subaru. You want to come in.
Speaker 2: I kind of ruined your night out, so the least
Speaker 2: I could do is offer you a drink or something. Sure,
Speaker 2: Bricks smiled at her, the glow of the dash casting
Speaker 2: shadows over his handsome face. Before she could do more
Speaker 2: than unbuckle her seatbelt and open the door, Brigs was
Speaker 2: out of the truck and at her side. His hands
Speaker 2: were at her waist and once more effortlessly lifting her
Speaker 2: from the cab of the truck before sitting her on
Speaker 2: her feet. Eliza licked her suddenly dry lips, looking up
Speaker 2: at him. Briggs was a tall man, almost a foot
Speaker 2: taller than her, not to mention incredibly good looking and strong.
Speaker 2: He did not look his age, that was for sure. Reluctantly,
Speaker 2: she turned from him and led the way to her
Speaker 2: front door. A feeling washed over her again, the same
Speaker 2: feeling she fell at the bar when he had cupped
Speaker 2: her cheek, an awareness she had not felt before, almost
Speaker 2: like Bricks was looking over her as he followed behind her.
Speaker 2: It was quickly followed by embarrassment to that thought, No,
Speaker 2: that's ridiculous, Bricks could never see me that way. My
Speaker 2: crush is not reciprocated. Eliza chastised herself, unlocking the front door.
Speaker 2: She had only taken two steps into the entryway, barely
Speaker 2: enough to set her keys and purse on the small
Speaker 2: table before her world tilted on its axis. She flipped
Speaker 2: on the light. Then Brakes grabbed her, spun her and
Speaker 2: pinned her against the wall, his strong hands shackling her
Speaker 2: wrists up over her head, Eliza Briggs growled. His lips
Speaker 2: captured hers, confident demanding, his tongue slid along her lips,
Speaker 2: making her gasp. Briggs took advantage of her distraction and
Speaker 2: his tongue invaded her mouth, Swirling dancing with hers, Eliza moaned,
Speaker 2: sucking his tongue as her body came alive, her nipples
Speaker 2: diamond hard and throbbing, her pussy going molten between her legs,
Speaker 2: her whole body sizzling, knees barely supporting her bricks. We
Speaker 2: shouldn't I want you, Eliza Briggs breathed, licking along the
Speaker 2: column of her neck. I've wanted you for years to
Speaker 2: feel you come alive for me. I want you to
Speaker 2: give in, give in to me. How fuck bricks your
Speaker 2: mouth Chuckling against her skin, Briggs lifted his other hand
Speaker 2: to her hip. Slowly, his hand traveled up her side,
Speaker 2: learning the curves that had haunted his dreams since he
Speaker 2: had met her. Under her skirt and blouse she wore,
Speaker 2: feeding her tremble and hearing her gasp his name up,
Speaker 2: his hand continued, reaching the curve of her breast, Needing
Speaker 2: to feel their weight in his hand, Briggs cupped her.
Speaker 2: Got your breasts feels so good, perfect fit. Yes, Briggs,
Speaker 2: Please tell me, sweetheart, m have you ever thought of me?
Speaker 2: Imagined me doing this? Eliza whimpert. Briggs lifted his head
Speaker 2: and looked down at the brunette he had pinned to
Speaker 2: the wall. Her eyes were closed. Open your eyes, sweetheart,
Speaker 2: languidly her lids lifted. That's a good girl. Now answer me.
Speaker 2: Have you ever thought of me? Tell me the truth? Yeah, yes,
Speaker 2: Eliza whispered, Oh, I like that, knowing you've thought of
Speaker 2: me as I've thought of you. Her eyes widened. You
Speaker 2: you thought of me, Brigs. His hand slid over the
Speaker 2: plane of her stomach and explored the inside of Eliza's thigh,
Speaker 2: massaging it firmly as his gaze burned into her eyes,
Speaker 2: his pupils dilating with a furious intensity as his fingertips
Speaker 2: caress the material of her panti's, exploring her warm, dampness,
Speaker 2: teasing her desire higher. Fuck I did every time I came,
Speaker 2: He groaned as his fingers slid her panties aside and
Speaker 2: pressed inside her wet lips. Curling slowly, his fingertips caress
Speaker 2: the walls of her pussy, kissing every inch, tracing electricity
Speaker 2: through her body, his burning through her mind. Eliza moaned
Speaker 2: to her pleasure as her pussy clinched tightly around his fingers,
Speaker 2: wanting to feel him deeper, needing him to fill her completely.
Speaker 2: Completing her gyrating her hip, she pressed back against his hand,
Speaker 2: immersing in the sensations moving through her body, orchestrated by
Speaker 2: the perfect motion that Briggs his fingers. The pad of
Speaker 2: his thumb discovered her clint, massaging it in delightfully erotic
Speaker 2: circles as his fingertips continued to tease her pleasure, forcing
Speaker 2: her knees to buckle. Briggs His other hand pressed through
Speaker 2: her hair, holding her tightly as his lips stalked to
Speaker 2: her mouth, Kissing her hungrily. He whispered, come for me,
Speaker 2: Come on my fingers, opening her eyes again, the intensity
Speaker 2: of his passion nailing her to the spot. Eliza could
Speaker 2: only ride his fingers, pushing them deeper into her as
Speaker 2: her body tensed, clenching on to breaks his fingers. As
Speaker 2: her pleasure cascaded down her body, breaks leaned down, kissing
Speaker 2: her once more, this time slower, said auctively. He pulled
Speaker 2: back to rest his forehead against hers. Even when I
Speaker 2: was still married, but more after my own divorce. Every
Speaker 2: time I heard Brandon talked down to you, every time
Speaker 2: I saw that hurt in your eyes, all I wanted
Speaker 2: to do was take you in my arms, make you
Speaker 2: feel everything you should be feeling, to make you tremble
Speaker 2: under my fingers, my mouth, to take you away from him.
Speaker 2: Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Briggs decided to change
Speaker 2: things up. He lowered her arms, holding her hand, he
Speaker 2: tugged her toward the living room, sitting on the so
Speaker 2: he eased it down so she now sat on his lap.
Speaker 2: He could see that she seemed nervous at this, and
Speaker 2: he had a pretty good idea why, and immediately wanted
Speaker 2: to put her insecurities to rest. So part one of
Speaker 2: our listeners Taboo Fantasy. Yes, Well, I hope you've enjoyed it,
Speaker 2: so next week Part two. Now, I wonder what insecurities
Speaker 2: might be there and how he's going to handle those
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