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    Karen's Happy Birthday: A romantic celebration of a special occasion.
    Karen's Happy Birthday: A romantic celebration of a special occasion.
    Karen's Happy Birthday: A romantic celebration of a special occasion.
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    Karen's Happy Birthday: A romantic celebration of a special occasion.

    By George Boxlicker

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    Karen has a sexual fantasy that has always intrigued her but she has never spoken about it with her lover, George. When her birthday comes around however, George takes Karen away for a kinky weekend by the sea, giving them the perfect opportunity to satisfy their most sexual desires.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHouse of Erotica
    Release dateJan 23, 2014
    ISBN9781849893718
    Karen's Happy Birthday: A romantic celebration of a special occasion.
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    George Boxlicker

    All my life I have been fascinated by erotic stories. As a child, I even swiped paperback novels from my parents in order to pore over the more salacious parts. I have also been told, since I was very young, that I have a way with words and, now that I have the time, I have decided to combine these aspects of myself.I live in the San Francisco Bay Area, and enjoy writing sexually explicit and graphic erotic stories, some of which have appeared in digests and other print or digital form. I hope to build up a fan base among those who come to Smashwords looking for stories such as mine, so I am offering some of my shorter works for free. I only ask that those who read them gratis write brief reviews expressing their honest opinions, whether praise or put downs. I can't force anybody to do this, but I do request it of those readers and of anybody who pays for one of my stories. I find such reviews from individuals help me improve my writing, and I will respond to anybody who emails me and leaves his or her address.My email address is clitsucker101@hotmail.com

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      Karen's Happy Birthday - George Boxlicker

      1988.

      Our First Night Of Making Sweet Love

      Karen Hawthorne is one of the nicest women I know, and she doesn’t like to talk about the stupid asshole who divorced her a couple of years ago, so I don’t ask. I call him stupid, because only a stupid man would want to leave somebody as sweet and pretty as his wife. I call him an asshole, based on what little information she has given me about him.

      Perhaps I should speak more nicely about him. After all, his dumping Karen means I am in a position to associate with his former wife and go places and make love with her and generally enjoy her charming presence, as well as her gorgeous body. We recently took a short trip up the coast together and had a really fun weekend. Karen celebrated her birthday last Thursday - never mind which one, but she is well into her forties - and we celebrated by spending the weekend at a bed & breakfast inn in a small historic town about a hundred miles north of the town where we live.

      Her older son is in his twenties, doesn’t try to mind his mother’s life and had agreed to keep an eye on the younger son, who is still in high school. Both young men recognize that their mother has her own life, and they don’t interfere in it or try to run it. Karen arranged to take off from her job at the bank on Friday, so I picked her up after work on Thursday afternoon and drove to the B & B. The inn is historic because it is built on the site of an old Army base which has been out of service since the 1930’s. The building itself is located on a cliff with a commanding view of the ocean, and one of the main attractions it boasts is the artillery emplacements that were intended for coastal defense. They were never used, and are aimed out over the water.

      Our reservation was for Thursday through Saturday night, in the name of Mr. and Mrs. George Boxlicker, because we didn’t want any problems with the management of the B and B, and that was the way I signed us in. My name was correct, so our combined names were less than half phony, which is probably as good as anybody can expect, and certainly better than being mostly wrong. We were aware the management is rather conservative, even stodgy, so we both wore imitation gold bands that would pass as wedding rings if nobody looked at them too closely.

      Mr. Boxlicker, it is indeed a pleasure to serve an attractive, mature married couple, such as you and your lovely wife, said the elderly desk clerk when we signed in on Thursday evening. You’d be surprised at how many kids come here and try to pass themselves off as husband and wife. We never let people like them in without a marriage license but, just by looking at you, I can tell you two are alright. We hope you enjoy your stay here and come back to see us again.

      The younger generation is certainly going to the dogs in a hand basket, I remarked, as I got our room key. After we deposited our bags on the floor and hung whatever needed to be hung in the closet, we took advantage of the intimacy of the room to embrace and kiss warmly, and to run our hands over each other’s bodies, in promise of what we would be doing to each other a little later.

      Among the men where she works, Karen has a reputation as an ice queen, and she does her best to keep them from knowing any better. She just doesn’t want anybody bothering her. Most of them are married, and no good could possibly come of fooling around with a married coworker, or with any of the others either. Because of her desire to keep this bogus reputation intact, our greeting at her office had been very chaste and subdued, no more than a happy birthday peck on the cheek, but we were already starting to make up for it.

      We kissed some more, before Karen backed away, smiling, her lipstick smeared on both of our mouths. George, I love being with you here, and hugging and kissing you, and I hope and expect we will be doing a lot more of it and other fun things later tonight and all weekend But for right now, I’m hungry, and I hear there are some excellent restaurants in town.

      I had to agree with her so, after one more long, warm embrace and passionate kiss for the road, we temporarily ceased, washed our faces, and returned to the guest parking lot. Always the gentleman, I held the door while Karen got into the passenger seat of my pickup truck. With both of our seat belts buckled safely, I drove down the hill to the nearby town for dinner.

      After a relaxed and very pleasant repast in one of those excellent restaurants, we returned to the inn and went straight to our room. We closed and locked the door, set the security lock, and turned to each other to resume the warm embracing we had interrupted. I gave Karen a series of kisses, much more passionate than those we shared earlier, and she kissed me back with just as much spirit. She is a tall, voluptuous woman with what I think of as a very pleasant and pretty face, which is actually lovely when she is smiling. Karen has a truly electrifying smile and beautiful, shoulder-length reddish-brown hair. She enjoys smiling a lot, especially when we are making love and, as we stood beside the bed, smooching, she was smiling very happily.

      The restaurant we had been to, like all the better ones in town, requires men to wear coats and ties to dinner, and women to dress comparatively. I was wearing a sport coat, slacks and a silk tie, and Karen was wearing the business suit she had worn to work that day. After we hung these things up in the closet and removed our shoes and socks, we turned to one another again.

      Karen started unbuttoning my shirt while I was unfastening her blouse. When we finished with the buttons, the two garments fell to the floor, and we hugged again. This time I reached around Karen’s back to unhook her bra and pull it off, freeing her succulent breasts. They are truly beautiful, and a delight just to look at, and her large pink nipples are their best parts. Briefly but eagerly, I interrupted our undressing of each other to fondle and lick and kiss them.

      Even as my mouth was occupied, I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her half slip and pushed it down around her feet. Karen stepped out of it, leaving her dressed in nothing but her panties. Their crotch was already wet, and I knelt in front of her, happily breathing in the delectable aroma of her pussy and caressing her voluptuous hips and ass as I pulled that last garment down to her ankles. When I stood up, she did the same to my undershorts, gently squeezing my stiff cock as she did. After stepping to the side and leaving the last of our undergarments on the floor, we were completely naked, and we headed for the bed, with our arms around each other.

      Among the many things we like about this place are the dressers, with the very large, adjustable mirrors. Both of us take additional pleasure in watching ourselves when we make love so, before we got into bed, we moved the dresser and adjusted the mirror so we would be able to do it. For the same

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