Wandering mind.


Regina's legs continued to move ever so slightly. David envisioned her parting her legs for him; his hands running along the smooth and firm muscle of her inner thigh.

His stomach twisted and knotted as his eyes shot open. He gulped heavily. He could feel his growing erection pressing against his leather trousers.

His eyes lowered to her legs as he followed the pair up to where they met. He bit his lip fighting back the urge to trace his fingers up and down her legs. 'Why do I feel this way!' He watched the subtle rise and fall of her chest. His imagination drifted to a vision of her cupping her bare chest and teasing her succulent and erect nipples. His nose scrunched fighting his urges.


David stood abruptly, alerting Regina. She lowered her tome to her lap as she looked up towards him, her head cocked. "David?"

He gave her a awkward smile as he half crossed his legs and slightly bent forward. "I just really need to relieve myself!" He was only half lying.

She nodded slowly, her lip turned slightly downward. "Ok? You go do that dear," her brows furrowed. She gestured towards him with her hand "Before you have, a 'accident'".

He nodded, he couldn't have bolted any quicker out of the library doors.


David stood behind a large tree shrouded by bushes in a attempt to hide himself. His mind was intoxicated with images of Regina. No matter how hard he tried to conjure up thoughts of Snow, his mind always drifted back to Regina. He gripped his throbbing erection, it refused to go down. He knew he would have to take care of it one way or another. His body craved Regina, not his wife! He had no right to imagine her in such ways, but he did! He groaned as he began to stroke his cock back and forth. The muscle grew thicker. He closed his eyes. David could see Regina's swollen lips wrapped around his erect penis. Her reddened lips darkened with wet saliva. Her golden orbs looking into his. Her hands reaching around to grab his balls, gently squeezing and tugging as her tongue swirled around his shaft.

He felt his knees begin to buckle as his hips arched and eyes began to roll back. His stomach muscles twitched and erection spasmed.

He cried out, his body washing over with pleasure.

Once he released, his gut sunk. 'What have I done!'

Unfortunately for David, he didn't have time to think it over.

"David?"

'Fuck!'


Authors notes:

Shouldn't be writing I'm doin a bad job of not doing what I'm suppose to be doing. But the ideas are flowing within me!