Stu let out a deep wavering sigh as he felt tight throbbing ache in his boxer shorts. His fingers cupped the angel�s breast and squeezed. He delighted in the hot, fleshy feel. Just realizing that he was staring agape, he snapped his mouth shut.


The angel grinned and looked down at him. �So you like what you see then?�

Stuart nodded his head in a trance, �Yes, yes Miss I do.�


She winked and turned, and strode toward the bed. Stuart�s eyes followed her swaying bottom the whole time; he was practically drooling. She leaned over the bed and placed her palms atop it. She craned her back like a reclining feline and arched it beautifully. Her wings flitted briefly as she turned to look Stu over. She grinned broadly at the small wet spot that was developing on the crotch of his boxers. �Now Stewie, it is about time you learned how to make a woman yours.�


She reached back and slapped her wiggling bottom, flashed the boy a playful smile, then turned away. Unbeknownst to Stuart, her eyes gleamed a malignant red. The angel smiled wickedly; she had this one in her grasp.

By: sissymaid � 2006

Posted August 1st
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