A modern adaptation of the Victorian erotic story "Sub-umbra, or Sport Among the She-Noodles" by Anonymous. For mature readers only! There's lots of humor and sex. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. If you enjoy it, please vote it up. And don't forget to add this to your library so you'll get notified when there's an update available. I'll be updating often. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I stood, frozen, watching helplessly while Sophie nonchalantly went about fixing herself a glass of ice water. She set her glass on the kitchen table and stood, leaning with her palms on the tabletop. Her arms pushed her breasts together, giving me a juicy view of her cleavage. "Can I get you anything, Walter?" I swallowed hard. "N-n-no. Not really." "You sure?" She picked up an ice cube from her glass and rested it on top of her left n¡pple. Lazily, she started drawing circles around it with the ice, and soon there was a large damp spot on her breast. "It's really hot." "Yeah. Hot." I moved towards the table, breathing heavily. I walked around to Sophie's side of the table. As I got closer, she turned to me and asked, "Would you like some ice?" Sophie held up the ice cube, which had melted to a tiny chip. "No, thank you," I said. I wrapped my hands around her tiny waist and pushed her against the table. Putting my hands on her shoulders, I forced her to arch her back. She smiled as she got in position, laying her palms flat behind her on the table for support. "Do what you want with me, Walter," she whispered. "I'm yours tonight."