Chapter 1428

• There she stood before me, a vision of jade and plum with jet-black hair, her face an expert imitation of Alexandra’s enticing reticence. Then she turned to the dresser, bent her perfect plum ass my way, and took something out of the top drawer.
• It was Dahlia’s special tickle-feather, and no words were necessary for me to understand what she wanted. This was a favourite interlude of ours, when my cock needed a break. As the director of tonight’s little performance, Dahlia had decided that what the shy, lovely character known as “Alexandra” craved was an erotic pampering with gentle tickles and miniature kisses. I had learned how to delight Dahlia in this fashion, and I relished the opportunity to pleasure “Alexandra” in the same manner, until her nipples would strain the soft fabric of her jade blouse and the crotch of her elegant plum slacks would grow slick with nectar. I thought of the actual Alexandra sitting quietly by our stereo, her face blissful as she basked in musical warmth, and how I had fantasized about kissing her cute nose. I imagined how she might have melted into precious bubbles of laughter if I had tickled her breasts through her thin shirt.
• Dahlia’s version of Alexandra sat silently on the edge of the bed. She unbuttoned the bottom few buttons of her blouse and lowered the zipper of her slacks a few inches, barely leaving her bush hidden. With her eyes, she directed my attention to her bare feet. Then she handed me the feather and pressed her eyelids closed. She let her arms go limp at her sides.