性爱故事： 法国女人

在我们朋友别墅的那个炎热夜晚早已消散在浓重的酒气和笑声中。我和丈夫在两周的冷战后，终于待在了同一个房间。我捕捉到了他的目光……

她身上的香水味——浓郁、甜美，带着一丝香草和某种禁忌的气息——在她走进工作室的那一刻就钻进了我的鼻孔。Marie，我最好朋友的妻子，站在半明半暗的……

温暖的夜风带着雨水打在石头上的淡淡气息，我站在狭窄的屋顶露台上，脉搏狂跳。伊莉丝从背后紧贴着我，她的手指已经滑进我的衬衫下……

我们一踏进桑拿房，热气就扑面而来。这个法国女人Sophie坐在我对面的上层长椅上，她的眼睛里已经燃烧着那种她整晚都隐忍不发的渴望。……

The empty office smelled of stale coffee and printer ink, but all I could focus on was Élise. The French painter stood in the dim glow of a desk lamp, her tight black skirt hugging those long legs, re…

The moment I locked eyes with Elise across the candlelit reception hall, my cock twitched hard in my rented suit. She was the strict boss I'd only known from tense Paris office meetings—sharp suits, c…

健身房的灯光已经开始变暗，这时我又看见了她。Elise，我已婚的法国邻居，站在深蹲架旁，穿着紧身黑色紧身裤，包裹着她丰满屁股的每一道曲线，还有一件短款……

就在我推开那座偏僻山间木屋沉重的木门的那一刻，她身上那股熟悉的香水味像一记耳光般扑面而来。Elise站在熊熊燃烧的壁炉旁，穿着一件紧身黑色高领衫，……

The moment I spotted her across the crowded conference room, my cock twitched like it remembered every filthy night we'd shared in Paris three years ago. Elise Moreau, the French marketing director wh…