Intro To Cora — Chapter 1

Thurston Boyer
5 min readOct 17, 2022

Cora is across the room from me at her desk. She’s focused on a working document that is due Friday — it’s Tuesday. Classical music is playing lightly from the speakers on her desk — Chopin. It’s always Chopin when she works on these documents. Her concentration cannot be disrupted — I can tell her anything right now without a flinch or an answer.

Her hair is in a perfect blonde bob. Lipstick red and makeup done — a look that most wouldn’t put effort into for the workday. Cora is in a tan, mini dress — it’s low cut and tight. I can easily see that she is not wearing a bra. The sheerness shows her full tits and medium-sized nipples poking through — we don’t use the words boobs or breasts as according to Cora “these words are not sexy.” She has panties on. They are dark purple and definitely a thong — I can see this due to the sheerness of her dress. My eyes can follow the strap above her hips and down her back, where her thong disappears into her ass. Her strappy black, patent heels are kicked off under her desk. These are not kitten heels but 5" heels — what most would wear out to a nice dinner. When it’s time to refill her tea or water, these heels will return to her feet as she makes her way to the kitchen.

Cora in front of fireplace

Cora Milange is my wife and has been for 5 years. She is stunning — I don’t say this as a husband that feels the obligation to do so — this is confirmed daily by others. Everyone turns their heads when Cora walks by. She is beautiful, composed and warm. People flock to her — not in a creepy way but in a way where they want to compliment her or say hello. She accepts all of this humbly and thanks them sincerely.

Cora is a 33-year-old executive at a top global tech company. She deserves to be here — her dedication, intelligence and empathy prove her worth. I have watched her progress for years and now it’s her time. If Cora is not traveling for work, she is in front of her computer, writing or on calls — where she is today.

The features: Cora Milange is of Swedish heritage. Her face is slightly fair and her body tone olive. Her eyes are green and bold — with the rest of her facial features noticeable but not consuming. Cora’s hands are slim, with elongated fingers and perfectly manicured nails. Her weight is 115 pounds — cup size is a 32D — busty but flows with her body. She has a feminine figure — an hourglass figure in a Elizabeth Taylor from Butterfield 8 way. Cora is five foot, five inches tall but always appears taller as heels are usually worn. Her legs are long for her height and perfectly shaped. Her shoe size is a consistent 37.5 — not too small and not too large.

The attire: Cora is almost always in dresses or skirts. The casualness of these can be determined by the time of day — however, if slighly above the knee are considered too long. She prefers to show as much leg as possible. Pants and jeans are not a massive part of Cora’s wardrobe — we live in a year-round climate that doesn’t force the necessity of these. Cora doesn’t need a bra and only wears one about a third of the time. A bra is typically worn as a turn-on for more to be taken off. She only wears thong panties made of delicate fabrics — nothing cotton and never anything that covers her ass. Every pair of panties she owns is different. Bodysuits are almost always worn with skirts. These are not basic bodysuits but skimpy lingerie — these will be paired with the miniest of skirts. Cora loves swimsuits as much as lingerie. There are probably 50 of them that get rotated and worn on a regular basis — most are bikinis but a very sexy one piece will show up from time to time. Cora has a saying that every outfit she puts on most have one of the following: must be tight, must be sheer or must be skimpy. Often, it will be all three.

The environment: Not as fun but important to know the lay of the land. Cora’s office is downstairs off the living room. Her office opens out to the pool that can be used year round. The kitchen sits on the other side of the living room. Cora’s closet is upstairs.

In Cora’s closet, there are rows and rows of heels of all colors and shapes — enough of them that I can’t remember if I’ve seen them before or not. Lace and satin bodysuits sit on hangers against the wall facing Cora as she walks in.

Cora at the table

The hobbies: Cora plays tennis impeccably, chess without flaw and cribbage to relax. She is a consumer of anything that can improve her as a human being. Writing, reading and meditation are all part of her morning routine.

The fun: When it’s time to make the switch, Cora can change from work mode to fun mode instantaneously. There will be no more calls picked up, emails to write — it happens in a snap. Cora loves to get done up for dinner where she only wants to sit at the bar — if bar seats are not available, she wants to go elsewhere. Cora wants to sit close and where she can admire the crowd from the same perspective — this creates conversation and focus. The cocktail of choice for Cora is a gin and tonic with a twist of grapefruit. She can be flexibile with her gin brand but the tonic must be FeverTree. From here she will have a glass of wine unless we are headed elsewhere after dinner.

It must be said that Cora oozes desire and romance everyday. Most would say this is too good to be true but again, the truth — it’s why I’ve come to write these stories.

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Thurston Boyer

Journal entries about my wife Cora. Not perfectly written but perfectly written for her.