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I Live in my Scuba Gear
Chapter Two – Scribd.Com Edition
Russell Twyce
 
 
I Live In My Scuba GearChapter Two
Warning:
This story contains some fairly explicit sexual depictions.
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She watched his scuba gear tattoo as Scott her preceded down the hallto his bedroom. As they wended their way, Belinda Lyle reflected onthe past hour.Belinda had walked behind him from the cab to his building, whileadmiring both his grace and his form. She couldn’t imagine ScottWagner having to resort to this ruse, just to get laid. His fame,coupled with his handsomely chiseled features and exceptionally finephysique would have the females in any nightclub fighting for theopportunity of squirming wantonly in his muscular arms.‘Why me?’ As Wagner had keyed the outer knob, she had asked. Hisanswer had been, ‘that is the last question you should ask.’ Hisinflection had left her unsure of whether he meant it was an answershe might regret hearing or if the answer to it would terminate theirdeal. To his credit, Scott hadn’t simply ushered her to a bed and ordered herto strip as a common strumpet might’ve been. Instead, he lit candlesin the living room and put on some mellow music. They had sat on thesofa necking and engaging in foreplay. Their bodies were now bothpiqued for the consummating event and as they moved to thebedroom, they were already in a state of partial undress.She stopped on entry and looked around. The paraphernalia and sportphotos one should expect to find in a world class athlete’s home wereas absent here as they had been missing from the rest of the suite. The only signs of his swimming career were his four Olympic goldmedals hanging haphazardly on his bedpost—as if he had just tossedthem there like an unlaundered t-shirt. The pictures on the walls wereof tropical reef scenes and a there were framed advertiser’s posterswith various items of scuba gear. A full set of scuba gear was hungreverently in the half-open closet. Belinda was so engrossed inviewing his private domain that she barely felt him tenderly removingthe rest of her clothing, or noticed his stripping off his own.“Do you have protection?” She asked as he lowered her nude bodyonto the sheets.
 
“I only wear a wet suit when swimming in cold water.”“What about in an unfamiliar ocean?”“Immersion in water gives me a sense of security, regardless of whereit’s pooled. And where might a man feel more at home, than in hisown comfortable bed?”Belinda balked only briefly and then relented. If Scott’s past had beenhedonistic, it would’ve already been splashed in newspapers. If anything, his lifestyle was devoid of any reported sex partners. Hisfailure to stock prophylactics actually lent her a convoluted impressionof safety. It implied that he wasn’t a weirdo with a scripted scenariothat was complete with all the props emplaced. At least she allowedher mind to trust in that because the only other option was calling foran immediate cease and desist. In ordering a halt, she would betossing away a possession she’d already purchased by agreeing tomortgage her genitals to finance her ambitions.“Just be prepared to pull out,” Belinda spread her thighs apart as anopen threshold for his hips, “because I’m not on any birth control.”
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“You were supposed to pull out!” In mock frustration, she slappedboth his biceps. Retrospectively, neither one of them could’veinterrupted the inevitable end of such an intensely passionate session.“I can slip out now.”“It’s too late so don’t bother.” In the afterglow of her orgasms, eventhis didn’t seem crucial enough to panic her. There was not much shecould do about it now either. “If your sperms swim anywhere near asfast as you do, they’ve already mapped out and conquered the mostremote regions of my egg realm.”“That reminds me of a life defining element of my childhood,” hepushed up from between her legs and rolled to a position beside her,“and you’ve now definitely earned the right to hear it.”Belinda wished that he hadn’t cheapened the wonderful moment witha reminder of their pact but she rapt her attention onto the lips shehad so recently been kissing.“My mother understood my love for swimming and she gave me myfirst set of scuba gear: actually it consisted of only mask, snorkel and
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