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HEAT WAVE"Oh shit!" Evelyn rarely swore; out loud anyway. The morning forecast was for continued hot and humid weather. Brownouts had plagued the city for almost a month now causing failure of numerous air conditioning systems. Unfortunately one that had failed was the one in the office where she worked. 'It's gonna be a rough day,' she thought to herself as she lay there next to her sleeping husband. They had thrown off the thin sheet covering them during the night. Her eyes relished the sight of Jim's slim, muscular body as he lay, snoring softly, next to her. A sheen of perspiration covering him formed a glistening patina that reflected the light of the new day. 'He's gorgeous,' she mused as her eyes devoured his inert form. They hadn't had sex since the heat wave had struck; the longest abstinence in the two years they'd been married. 'I miss that. He always makes me feel so special when he makes love to me.' The thought of him thrusting between her thighs stirred a twinge of arousal in Evelyn.
Her head sank back onto the pillow damp from her perspiration. With her eyes focused on Jim one hand brushed away a lock of tousled deep brown hair from her face. It was one of her best features, her hair; rich and thick and very curly unless she relaxed it with a product her hairdresser recommended. Her hand rested on one of her marvelous breasts. Fingers traced little circles around a nipple, slowly, ever so slowly until the tender flesh there began to pucker and tauten. She sucked in a breath of the sultry air and caught her lip between her teeth, 'I shouldn't be doing this . . . but I need something. What I really want is Jim. But I don't want to bother him. He's been so tired lately. This is awful; to be feeling this way.' Her other hand rose from the bed and gently massaged she soft skin of her belly while the other continued to tantalize the rubbery texture of her nipple.
Her fingers crept into the dense delta of fur below her belly; twirling through curly strands of hair. Lower and lower. Her eyes clenched tightly when her middle finger found the inviting cleft between her slightly spread thighs. "Oh!" the sound of her voice hung in the heavy air. Evelyn opened her eyes to see if she had wakened Jim.
It was OK, his regular breathing signaling that he was still fast asleep, 'God I wish it was him down there.' Her finger dipped slightly between soft folds of flesh. Stealthily her finger began to work its magic. Her hips rocked against its insistent probing. Her breathing became labored. A short series of little shocks struck causing her to tense in orgasm. Then it was over; Jim would never know.
Neil had gotten to the office early in an attempt to beat at least some of the heat. He really didn't mind all that much; it was far easier to perform certain tasks when it was quiet at work; no interruptions. This morning was different though. He had not slept well. Actually he had lain awake most of the night; listening to the gentle snoring of his wife while thinking about his executive assistant, Evelyn. 'I wonder if she's having trouble at home?' he really didn't want that to be true but she had been acting strangely over the last couple of weeks. Fragments of conversations stuck in his memory; conversations that included numerous double entendres each followed by a knowing, yet somehow innocent look. Something was afoot. Something about her seemed to exude sex where in the past she had shown only a prim behavior. 'Hmm, I'd sure like to fuck her but Jim is a nice guy. I wouldn't want to hurt him, or do anything to damage their marriage. Maybe it's all something I'm imagining.' He threw himself into his work, driving thoughts of her momentarily from his mind.
Evelyn crept out of bed so as to not wake Jim. The shower felt good. The jet of water almost stung as it caressed her. She held her breasts up to the spray; allowing her nipples to be stimulated. 'Nice nipples,' she thought as they grew tense under the stimulation of the water. 'Tits not too bad either, maybe a little too big.' She was getting a little stirred up again, 'I gotta stop this. I don't have time for it. Maybe tonight . . . Jim might. I'll try to think of something special for him, something that'll really excite him.'
She stood admiring herself before the full-length mirror in the dressing room of the large house that Jim had built for them; he was a building contractor so he had the resources to build her the finest home available on some lakefront acreage his father had given them as a wedding gift. Finely tapered legs supported the generous curves of her hips. A smallish waist tended to further accentuate the fullness of her hips. With her arms extended straight above her head she turned and examined her nates. 'I wonder if they are attractive to men. Jim never mentions them. The only thing he compliments me about are my boobs. He talks about them but he never really spends enough time with them.' She frowned, 'Actually, when we make love it's nice but I wonder if there's anything more. It's always over so quickly.'
Her breasts rose and fell as she moved the dryer over her shoulder-length hair. She smiled, "Nice tits babe," she said softly. "Today, I think I have the perfect bra for you." She opened a package that she withdrew from a drawer in the huge closet. A matching set of pure silk bra and panties along with a garter belt and sheer hosiery. She had picked them up earlier in the week just for a special occasion. 'Maybe tonight's the night,' she mused as she clasped the belt around her waist and, sitting at her vanity, sheathed her legs in the stockings. 'Perfectly white,' she thought as she, again, admired her 5-foot form in the mirror, 'Like out of a girlie magazine. I'm sure this is what men like, at least some of them. Jim never talks about things like that. I wonder, would he like to see me like this?'
The panties were as daring as anything she'd ever owned. Sheer lace with a tiny triangular panel at the front that didn't begin to cover the lush growth of pubic hair she sported. 'I don't know . . . maybe I should shave myself down there. Maybe Jim would be willing to shave me some time. Oh god, I want his hands on me.' She smiled absently at the flood of images that flashed through her mind. The demi-bra was designed to support, to display her breasts, not to cover or disguise them and it worked quite well. The contrast of her light tan with the stark white of her lingerie was striking. 'OK, white it is today,' she found a lightweight, white cotton dress and slipped into it; buttoning what seemed like a thousand buttons up the front. 'Not too bad. I probably ought to wear a slip with this but it's just too hot for that. I'll just have to let the guys at work get a peek. They probably won't mind,' a chuckle escaped her at the thought of tantalizing her office mates. 'Especially Neil. He's been showing a lot of interest lately. Something about him . . . I'm really kinda attracted to him.' Her mind wandered a bit; thinking about what it would be like to have another man making love to her. She straightened her dress; checking the hem for straightness where it fell to mid-calf.
Back in the bedroom, she kissed Jim on the cheek, "I've started the coffee for you darling. You aren't going to be late at work again are you?"
"Umm, no, I don't think so. We've finalized the plans for the mall, so all we'll be doing is celebrating our on-time delivery. Hey thanks for the coffee . . . and don't you look nice today." His sleep-filled eyes appraised her as she grabbed her purse and breezed out of the room, headed for work. 'Mmm she really looks good. Maybe I'll get home early tonight.' He smiled to himself as he stretched and crawled out of bed; attracted by the aroma of freshly brewing coffee.
Neil was deeply engrossed in typing an email when the subtle scent of Evelyn's perfume reached him; he sniffed the air. "Good morning boss," that was Evelyn's customary way of greeting him in the morning. "What are you working on so intently?"
He looked up; his eyes focused on her leaning against the doorway to his office with morning sunlight streaming in from behind. He looked for a long time; savoring the sexy taper of her legs outlined by the bright light. 'God she's so beautiful!'
"Jeez, I don't remember," he joked, "good morning to you too." He felt a brief disappointment when she pushed off the doorway and crossed the room to deliver a container of espresso she had picked up on the way to work. 'Damn she looked good standing there. I suppose she'll be teasing me all day in that outfit.' While she leaned forward across the desk to hand him the coffee, his eyes were fixed on nipples barely disguised by the light, summer frock. Their rich darkness distinct beneath the thin fabric of her dress. Her hand brushed his as she placed the cup on his desk causing him to jump as though scalded. "Is there going to be a party or something today?" he was guessing that could be a reason for the way she was dressed.
"Oh, you mean this?" she said in a mock pose which served to thrust her breasts even more tightly against the bodice of the dress. "No, nothing special I'm afraid, just dressing for this sultry heat. I thought this would be a little cooler than the usual formal look of the office. Do you like it?"
"Ah . . . well, yes. It looks really nice on you," he replied while thinking, 'we're going to have to talk about her behavior. I can't afford to lose sleep every night, thinking about her.'
"Look, Evelyn, do you mind if we have a little chat? I need to get a little help understanding something," his throat felt dry. He took a sip of the coffee and waited for her reply.
"Sure Neil, anything I can do to help." She rolled a chair around the desk and sat down opposite him; her knees almost touching his. It seemed that he could feel animal heat rising from her.
"Well . . . I'm not sure I know where to start. So I'll just start. OK?" he wiped beads of perspiration which had on his brow. "It's just that, well you know, it's been different around here for the last couple of weeks. I mean . . . it's like you're acting funny, different. What I really mean is that you've been acting kinda . . . Well, kinda like a slut. I guess I don't know a better way to say it." Evelyn was blushing deep red; her eyes lowered. "Is there something wrong between you and Jim? It seems like you've been flirting a lot around the office and I feel like a whole lot of it has been directed at me, it's really distracting. Am I imagining all this?" Neil paused, waiting for a response.
"To tell the truth there is something wrong. Jim isn't, you know, showing any interest in me . . . at least for the last month or so. At first I was blaming it on the weather, but I'm not really sure. I guess I don't feel like I'm attractive any more or something." Tears had formed in her eyes and she was wringing her hands in her lap. Neil offered her a tissue and waited for her to continue.
"Since we got married, Jim has been very good to me; good for me, if you know what I mean?" her eyes found Neil's looking for understanding, "It's meant a lot to me and I love him very much for it. But now . . . it's been so long, I've got needs that I can't satisfy all by myself. I don't know what to do Neil. I can't go on like this much longer. I guess I've been a little naughty around here. But it hasn't really been intentional, you know? I didn't mean to be a problem."
Neil was silent for awhile; watching her try to rescue her mascara with the tissues he was passing to her. He couldn't help looking at her with lust brimming up in him. His hand was on her bare forearm when he asked, "Evelyn, were you a virgin when you married Jim?" Neil knew that she was barely 22, 10 years younger than he.
Evelyn nodded; a puzzled expression crossed her face. "Yes, if you must know, I'm from a very strict family. Dad was always talking about how he would kill me if I ever, you know, did it with a boy before I got married. So, I never did it, even with Jim. Why do you ask?"
"Wait a minute, another question, was Jim a virgin too?" Neil leaned forward awaiting her answer. His hand was now resting on her knee, just above the hem of the light dress.
"Well yes he was," she snickered, "our wedding night was almost a disaster . . . we were so inexperienced . . . you know what I mean?" she was really puzzled now. "What are you getting at?" she shifted nervously in her chair and crossed her legs so that Neil had to remove his hand. His gaze replaced his hand, longingly savoring her sexy limbs.
Neil leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head; he was in deep thought. Then he straightened, "What I think is that you guys have the two-year blues," he knew that was bullshit but went on, "You probably haven't done much in the way of experimentation have you?"
"What do you mean . . . 'experimentation,'" Evelyn was giving him a questioning stare, "Explain that."
"Well, hmmm, maybe it's like you only have one or two ways of getting together," he thought for a moment, "of having sex." Evelyn's caught her breath, then allowed the breath to escape slowly causing her breasts to rise and fall enticingly, 'I wonder if she likes to have her nipples sucked,' Neil was staring again.
Evelyn shifted her position, re-crossing her legs, and looked incredulously toward Neil, "Well how many ways are there? We go to bed and we fuck," she fumbled with the word 'fuck' as she pronounced it. "What else would you expect?" her face had hardened somewhat with Neil's questions. "What more is there?"
Neil studied her for a moment trying to decide whether she was playing dumb or if they young couple were devoid of instinct for trying something new. "There's a lot more. Surely you can think of things you'd like to try that you haven't yet tried, right?"
"Well, yes, but they're kinda dirty, aren't they?"
"Maybe . . . maybe not." Neil was getting excited just thinking about the possibilities open to her; the potential as yet unexplored. Images of sex-play rocketed through his thoughts.
Evelyn leaned back in her chair. She was studying Neil and waiting for his next thoughts, "Can I have a sip of your coffee?" Neil watched as Evelyn sipped from the paper cup; she grimaced, she really didn't like coffee. She really had no idea why she was drinking it. "How do you stand this stuff? It's awful!"
Neil laughed, "It's an acquired taste," he thought for a moment, "just like adventurous sex."
"I think I know what you're saying Neil but it's too embarrassing to do those kinds of things. I honestly have thought about it at times but I just can't do the kinds of things that I think about." She shifted uneasily in her chair. "Do you do . . . you know . . . different stuff with Cynthia?"
Neil thought about the abandoned nature of love-making that he engaged in with his wife. "I'd say that we pretty much do anything that we both agree to. Usually it's pretty exciting stuff. It keeps our relationship lively."
Evelyn frowned; in deep thought for a long time while toying with the hem of her skirt as though it were the most fascinating thing she'd ever seen. Seeming to reach a decision, she drew in a deep breath, "Could you describe what you and Cynthia do?"
"Hell, Evelyn, you can get all that kind of stuff from books! You don't need me to tell you how to improve your love life."
"No, books are too dry," Evelyn was adamant, "Maybe you could . . . well what I mean is . . . would you show me some stuff?"
Even though Neil thought things might take this turn, he was taken aback by what he was hearing. Should he take a chance and go along with Evelyn's request and make life more complicated, or should he refuse on moral grounds. He really liked the couple and really wanted to help. But what if he made things worse for them? 'I'm really attracted to her," he thought, 'but I can't only think about myself.' More images of Evelyn's naked body occupied his thoughts.
After several minutes of deliberation, Neil reached his decision, "OK Evelyn . . . but of course not here. Let's take the day off and see what develops. Get your things and meet me at my car."
A sigh of relief escaped her, "Thanks Neil. You're a real life-saver." Hurriedly, she stood and left the office; a tentative smile tugging at her lips. The prospect of sexual release excited her, 'Sorry Jim, but I need this. I can't take any more denial.'
When they met outside Neil noticed that several buttons at the bodice of her dress had been loosened revealing a considerable amount of cleavage. Evelyn's eyes followed his, "It's cooler this way," she explained, "it's OK isn't it?"
"Looks hotter to me," Neil said; his tongue wetting dry lips, "A lot hotter! You're really a very sexy lady Evelyn. This could be a lotta fun." She flashed a big smile beneath a shy glance from dark blue eyes.
It was sweltering in the car; Neil turned the air conditioning on full and drove off toward an up-scale motel where he knew they could be comfortable and undisturbed. The frigid air blowing directly on her was causing her nipples to harden. Evelyn looked down with approval. 'It'll be good if I can show him big nipples,' she thought. She leaned back in the seat of the sedan and lifted the hem of her skirt; allowing the cool forced air to caress the tender skin beneath the skirt. With a dreamy expression; her eyes closed, she asked, "Where are we going?"
"To The Gulls. Have you been there?" a free hand found a soft thigh and traced little circles of fire; igniting lust in Evelyn. 'He's going to take me, I know it. It's not right but I need to do it. He's good looking . . . I guess I really want to do it. I like the way his hand feels on me. I wish he'd go higher." She squirmed forward in the seat inviting him to touch her sex. 'Ah yes, that's it Neil, touch me there.' Neil's hand cupped her panty covered pussy and massaged the softness it found there. She looked over at Neil, 'He's getting hard, I can see it. I wonder what it looks like. Is it different than Jim's?' she found the thought of seeing his penis exciting.
She thought it extravagant that Neil had taken a suite at The Gulls. "All we need is a room," she protested when Neil checked them in.
"No. We may need the features of a suite for your education Evelyn," she felt pampered. She never imagined a place with the luxury provided by the bridal suite. "She mulled the irony in this. "Neil, this is beautiful." She turned, facing Neil, in the middle of the living area and let Neil take her by the shoulders and kiss her neck. 'His lips are so soft. This feels so good,' she swooned as his hands lowered to sample her bottom. 'I'm sure, now, that I want this to happen. I can't believe it's really happening. Oh god, I'm sorry Jim.' Tilting her head back, she offered her lips to Neil. His kiss started gently; just a gentle brushing of her lips. The kiss gradually became more ardent; his tongue sought to enter her mouth. She allowed it; helpless to resist even if she wanted to. She felt his hands working at the buttons of her dress until he had the garment open to her waist. The cool air of the room brushed across bare nipples, bringing them to tautness. 'I hope he likes my nipples, Jim doesn't pay enough attention to them,'
Neil's tongue took control of Evelyn's mouth; sampling her sweetness. His eager fingers lightly pinched erect nipples. Neil broke the kiss and stepped back. "God, Evelyn, you're beautiful . . . like a goddess," he marveled at the beauty of her bared chest all bunched up by the demi-bra; inviting him. His hard-on was almost painful being confined in his briefs. 'Go slow, Neil,' he reminded himself, 'this has to be good for her as well as instructive.' He reached for her and lifted and squeezed her soft mounds, 'A natural beauty.' He thought to himself. His lips ached to nibble on her fruity nipples.
When he pushed the dress from her shoulders, she continued to stand there; passively allowing this to happen. 'It's taking him forever,' she mused, 'Jim would have me naked by now.' The dress caught at her waist. Evelyn's hands slid down the contours of her sides until they reached the garment. Descending further, they pushed it free of her hips.
She stepped away from the dress which now lay crumpled on the floor. 'I wish I'd shaved down there,' she thought as she watched Neil staring at her barely-covered cunt, 'I'm so shaggy down there.'
Neil was admiring the barely veiled mound before him; thrust forward by the heels she was wearing. "Cute little pussy you have there Evelyn. It'll be fun educating it. You still want an education?"
"Oh yes Neil. I need it . . . no, I want it," she wished she didn't have the tendency to blush when uncomfortable, "I'm glad you like my pussy." It felt odd to her to mouth those words. A sigh escaped her, "Take me Neil. I'm ready," the words hung in the cool air of the room.
"Not yet. Play with your tits Evelyn. Play with them for me. Show me your slut side.' Blushing even more, she did as he requested. Her hands pleasured her mounds; lifting them free of the brassiere; pinching and tugging at the nipples almost viciously. Neil stripped out of his clothing while Evelyn continued to work on her breasts. The look on her lovely face was priceless. A mixture of curiosity about him and lustful feeling derived from her self-massage. Her eyes widened when they focused on Neil's firm erection, 'he certainly seems adequate down there,' she thought to herself.
"Show me your ass Evelyn." It was a command. She hesitantly turned away from him and wiggled her plump bottom for him while still seeing his penis in her mind. He was mesmerized by the vision of her thong disappearing and then reappearing from between her buttocks. "That's very nice Evelyn. You have a perfect ass. His hand was slowly stroking his erection; savoring the feel of its mass, causing jolts of pleasure coursing from tip to root. "Bend over and spread your cheeks." She bent way over, placing her head on the back of a settee to steady herself. Then her hands reached back. His eyes widened at the exposed ass of the lovely little girl. "That's it, give me a good show. Be a slut for me. You want to be a slut don't you?"
"Oh yes Neil. I want to be a slut. I am a slut." Evelyn's bottom continued to sway suggestively; rocking back and forth, back and forth, 'Oh dear god, I want him so bad, I need him.' She jumped when she felt his fingers on her cunt tracing fire along the length of the swollen lips of her cleft through the gauzy silk of her panties. Gentle fingers eased panties aside and easily sampled the wet depths of her pussy.
"Do you like this Evelyn? Do you like my fingers in your honey pot?" curly tendrils of pubic hair caressed his knuckles as fingers pressed all the way into her hot softness. She was beginning to tremble violently under the caress of his fingers.
"Oh yes. I like that a lot, was her ragged response. A thumb caressed the sensitivity of her anus. "Oh, no Neil, not there! What are you doing?" strong muscles tensed around the fingers buried in her. 'This is much better than this morning,' she remembered her self-gratification on awakening. "Neil," she announced, "I think . . . oh god yes!" her buttocks had become ruddy under his stimulation. "Lord, it's too much . . ." she shuddered, then stiffened in orgasm, "Ooooooooo nooooooo . . . I'm c c c cumming!" Powerful muscles gripped his fingers as she humped jerkily against his touch. Neil caught her by her hips to keep her from sinking to the thick carpet and waited, somewhat impatiently, for her to regain her composure. Finally she spoke, "Neil, I don't know how to describe how good that was. I've never felt anything like that before. Thank you." Twisting her neck, her eyes met his over the arch of her back. Mascara was blurred; she had been crying.
"It's OK honey. I enjoyed being there for you," he really meant it. Then, bending his knees to align himself with her he allowed the head of his cock to tease the lips of her glistening pussy. She pushed back toward him; trying to capture his manhood but he skillfully evaded entry for several minutes, teasing, teasing. When her back arched steeply, he gave a slight nudge and he was inside. The sensation of heat greeting his entrance was delicious.
"Oh, I've been waiting for that Neil. It's been soooo long since there's been a man down there," her voice rasped as she encouraged him. "I didn't realize how much I've been needing a man down there.
"What do you mean 'down there'?" his tone was calm, controlled, "Tell me what you mean."
"I mean my p p pussy . . . in my pussy," she blushed at her words, then continued through tautened lips, "a man's cock in my lonely little pussy."
"Very good honey, now I know what you mean," he teased. Velvety vaginal walls yielded before the insistence of his entry until he was buried in the only thing important to her at that moment, balls deep. 'Incredibly snug and hot,' Neil thought, 'I could just stand like this forever.' "Your luscious little pussy is perfect sweetie. Can you feel me in you. Can you feel me all hard and ready to ram my prick in and out of you?"
"Uh huh, I can feel you Neil," her hands now clutched the sofa, "don't tease me . . . hump me . . . hump me HARD!" Her lovely ass began to move in circles around the solid center he provided, "C'mon Neil, give it to me." Her voice had taken on a husky pleading. 'It's so good to have him in me. I never imagined it could feel this good . . . I hope it's good for him too.'
"OK slut, I think I can take the time to fuck you," he chuckled. His cock slid almost all the way out then returned, seeking even more depth.
Evelyn gasped, "Yes, that's it. Do it to me." She was such a beautiful sight, leaning forward before him, providing him a vision of perfection to rival the finest. Long strokes followed; their breathing became labored. Her hands left the sofa and clutched at her dangling breasts. 'Talk about a woman discovering herself,' he thought, 'It's a shame she can't find this with Jim. But, on the other hand, I wouldn't be here now.' Neil felt a twinge of guilt at this thought.
Neil felt the onset of Evelyn's orgasm clutching at his cock; suddenly a thought occurred to him, "Evelyn, I'm about to cum. Do you want me to cum in you?" It had occurred to him that he hadn't put a condom on.
"What? Oh . . . yes it's OK. Cum in me, I want you to cum in me," she could barely get the words out. When her climax arrived. It was a big one. Cunt muscles tightened intensely around Neil's thrusts; as though to milk his cock dry. He looked to where his cock was disappearing into her and, with a handful of rapid lunges, he stiffened and delivered the evidence of his pleasure with a loud groan.
Evelyn was deep in rapture, still tightened around him. Her head tossed, side to side, as she cried out words of encouragement. "Oh yes, Neil. Give me your cum. Give me all your cum you big stud!"
They stood, holding the pleasurable connection for a couple of minutes until Neil's cock retreated from the clasp of her. He helped her to a seat on the sofa and slumped down on the cushions next to her. She crept into his arms, resting her head on his chest. "Whew! That was really something. I never knew it could be that intense," she murmured into the expanse of hair on his chest.
"Well, you brought it all on yourself, babe. Do you talk dirty to Jim? I mean like you just did with me?"
"Well . . . no, not like that."
"Maybe you should. Maybe it would get him hot for you if you act a little sluttish with him." Neil was guessing that sex may have become a little boring for Jim. And that it was up to Evelyn to spice it up a little.
With a playful little kiss on the cheek, Evelyn jumped up, "I'll be right back," and weaved across the room, grabbing her purse along the way, and disappeared into the bathroom. Neil found himself stimulated by all the movement of her buttocks and breasts as she'd walked away from him. A stirring began in his lap as lingering images danced through his head. Then he thought of Cynthia, 'Damn! How did I allow this to happen,' he'd never cheated on Cynthia from the first date he'd had with her 13 years ago. 'Should I tell her about this?' he shook his head at the thought.
Evelyn carried her little panties in her hand as she returned to the room, "I rinsed them in the sink," she explained as she hung them over the back of a chair to dry. She had repaired her makeup while away. At least her face revealed little of the effects of the fucking she had just received. A flush still caressed her body. Then her hand covered her mouth, "Oh!" her eyes were glued to the sight of Neil's semi-erect cock. "What, I mean . . . how?" with Jim, there was only one erection per night. 'It's bigger than Jim's even though it's not real hard right now,' she ran a tongue over her freshly painted lips, 'I wonder,' she thought with some amazement.
"Come here Evelyn," Neil's arms opened wide in invitation to where Evelyn stood frozen by what she was seeing. When she drew close, he reached for her waist and pulled her to him to deliver a deep kiss. Evelyn was startled by her response. A renewed longing surged through her loins, 'I can't believe I feel this way. But it's good . . . real good.' She had fallen with her legs astride Neil's narrow hips, fully expecting beyond all hope that he would screw her again. The kiss continued while Neil expertly rocked his hard-on across the sensitive lips of her pussy; up and down across the sensitive, aroused lips of her sex. Jolts of pleasure shot through her in a way that she had never before experienced. 'Is he going to do it to me again?' the question filled her with anticipation; she was certainly eager and ready to have him penetrate her again, really ready. Slowly and deliberately, his stiffness caressed the exterior of her pussy, generating bundles of erotic thrill in her. Her nipples stiffened under the application of his lips to each of her distended nipples. Her breathing was labored; her lungs screamed for oxygen.
"Have you ever sucked cock?" Neil's words fell on ears not accustomed to such a question.
"W what?", she was looking directly into his blue eyes.
"Performed fellatio, done a man's cock? Give a blow-job?" Neil continued. "Have you ever really pleasured, given yourself to a man?"
Evelyn didn't really want to deal with this, "You mean suck on a man's penis?"
"Yeah, that's exactly what I mean."
"Well, no," she replied while she swooned under the attention he was giving to her breasts and nipples. It was neat that she had not removed her lingerie except for the panties. It made her feel so sexy and desirable. Like her body by itself was not enough. 'Why don't I do this for Jim?' she felt like she had cheated him of something.
"Why not?" his lips were teasing her to insanity.
"I . . . I don't know. I guess I never thought of it," she lied as his teeth buzzed a turgid nipple. Her head drew back, enraptured by the sensations coursing through her.
"I want you to suck my dick. I want you to do me with your lips. Can you do that?"
"Well, I guess so. I don't know," Evelyn was really hesitant. "You wouldn't do it in my mouth would you? I don't want you to do it in my mouth. Promise you won't."
"Well, it's a really good way to make sure that I can pleasure you properly; you want me to be really hard don't you? Are you up for that? I promise I won't do anything you don't want," Neil was grinning widely. 'This is going to be great,' he though with anticipation.
Reluctantly, Evelyn lifted herself from the fizzy sensations of Neil's prick, away from it's caress against her nether regions. She slipped from his grasp and slid to the floor. His cock stood, only partly soft, before her, 'I've never seen one up this close before,' she thought. It'd always been an instrument of mercy for her in the past; something to relieve the burning, the urgent burning. Something that would ram into her causing her to feel like a woman. Something that would cause her great pleasure on many occasions. But to do this to a man, that was different. 'Why shouldn't I give him what he wants. After all, I certainly got what I wanted from him,' her mind was a blur of thoughts and the urge of her sexuality.
"What should I do?" she didn't want to do the wrong things. 'I feel so stupid,' the thought burned in her.
"What occurs to you Evelyn?"
"Hmm, OK, like this?" her lips opened and tentatively sampled him. Only the head of his cock passed her lips but she was aware of a textural sensation. Her tongue flicked beneath the warmth in her mouth. A moan from Neil encouraged her to explore further. Disengaging, she examined his cock more closely, "It's beautiful Neil." Her words surprised her, but somehow she really meant it. Her breasts caressed his inner thighs as she once again took him between her lips and sucked lightly. Neil only moaned in encouragement. More and more of the organ entered her and she relished it; sucking lightly and licking her way down and along the shaft.
The room shrunk until there were only the two of them. Sensation filled Neil's loins; the tongue lavishing attention on him producing urgency. 'She's really good, a natural. This is sooooo sweet." His balls had already begun to tighten. "Oh, Evelyn, that's so sexy," he was watching her as she proceeded to take more and more of his cock into her mouth. You're so good!"
"Really? Do you really mean it?" Neil was appalled at her insecurity.
"Can't you take a compliment? I really like it!"
Her smile was wet, "I want to make it good for you Neil."
"It IS good honey, and it's getting better. Do you want me to fuck you again?"
"Oh yes, I'm really ready. Please fuck me Neil."
"Are you really hot and ready for me?
"Oh god Neil, I'm really ready," fingers were agitating her cunt.
"Well then, take what you've learned here and take it home to Jim. I bet he can fuck you good if you do your part making him ready."
"Neil!" she was shocked, "You can't mean that!"
"I gotta meet Cynthia in 15 minutes. She's dropping her car at the mechanic for service and I promised to pick her up. Why don't you go home and agressively turn Jim on. Don't be passive and don't take no for an answer." Neil was already getting dressed, "Here's money for a cab back to the office . . . to get your car."
Evelyn looked lost, "This is kinda sudden, isn't it?" her soft features had taken on the appearance of a pout.
"Look. I'm sorry about this Evelyn. I forgot that I promised Cynthia. I'll make it up to you . . . promise. Maybe tomorrow." He kissed her lightly on the cheek and hurriedly left her standing at the door.
She watched him drive away, 'I can't believe this really happened,' memories of the last couple of hours flitted through her head. She glanced at her watch, 'One o'clock, too early to go home and I don't really want to go back to work . . .'
The panties were still slightly damp; their coolness against the sensitive, still aroused flesh of her sex elicited a sigh as she adjusted the tiny garment. 'Neil's right. I need to turn Jim on; not wait for him to make the first move. I think I'll go home and get ready for Jim. I hope it works . . . I still need more. God, I'm so hot, I've never been this stirred up before.'
Jim was stretched out on the leather couch in the den with a fan trained on him, 'I should have designed air conditioning for this place. But it's so rare to have weather like this in the Northwest; it didn't make sense at the time.' He took a pull on the Corona; rolling the cool bottle across his forehead. 'Maybe I should have stayed at work longer. Lying here thinking about how Evelyn looked this morning . . . well, I just kept thinking about her.' His hand slid across his naked body; across his work-hardened belly, downward, to finally come to rest on his cock. Fingers tickled the sensitive contours of it until it began to respond; gradually growing to near full erection. Images of his wife drifted through his mind, adding fuel to the growing fire building in him. 'I wish she was here now,' the room began to close in around him as he manipulated himself.
Evelyn saw Jim's pickup parked in front of the garage as she pulled up the drive. 'Oh, what good luck . . . I hope,' she thought as she switched off the engine. Her thighs clenched tightly together bringing little darts of sensation to her loins. 'God . . . I hope he's receptive.' Her heart began to race in a mixture of anticipation and doubt
Evelyn stood for a moment at the entry to the den, looking at Jim's muscular form stretched out on the couch. She was fascinated at what she saw. "Jim?" He started in shock of having been discovered in this state. "It's OK Jim, just keep doing that, does it feel good? Do you like doing that?" she might have been offended by what she saw if she hadn't had her lesson with Neil. Instead, she was thrilled and aroused by what she saw.
"Evelyn! You're home early," he was embarrassed by the way she had discovered him while at the same time very much pleased to see her.
'I can do it I think.' Evelyn looked hungrily at Jim and crossed to the couch where she knelt and without hesitation took Jim's cock and began to stroke it firmly but gently. Jim's eyes were wide with surprise as they met Evelyn's direct gaze. "Do you like this Jim?
'God, this is strange,' he thought as he watched Evelyn taking charge of his cock, 'but it feels so good.' "Evelyn, you bad girl! But don't stop . . . it's good . . . so good." His voice trailed off as he savored the surges of sensation Evelyn's hand pleasured him.
"How about this?" Evelyn murmured sexily as her freshly-painted lips surrounded him and gradually descended his shaft. She pulled off him; smacking and licking her red lips, "Do you want more?"
"Jesus yes. What gave you the idea?" his word came rapidly as Evelyn returned to his cock. 'This is really hot,' he thought as Evelyn's lips brought him to higher and higher states of arousal. His fingers tangled in her rich mane of hair and urged her further onto him.
The feel of Jim's cock, now barely touching her throat each time she plunged down on him, was exciting to Evelyn. 'I never imagined this would be so good,' she thought. 'We've been missing out on a lot.' Jim's hips began to rise and fall in an attempt to shove more of his cock into her agile mouth.
'Now. He's ready,' Evelyn thought; recognizing he was at the fullest erection she'd ever experienced with him. She quickly rose without taking her hand from his rigid member and straddled him.
Jim's eyes were riveted on what was happening as Evelyn pulled her dress up out of the way and roughly pulled the crotch of her panties out of the way. Her descent onto him was immediate and full; only a finger and thumb kept the entry from being more fully complete. His hips thrust urgently upward, seeking release but each time he approached orgasm, Evelyn would squeeze him with the grip she had on him; delaying him while her passion spiraled upward. He could only marvel at the level of intensity he felt as she bobbed and ground against him.
When she peaked and froze above him in a thrall of release, she released her grip on him. Jim responded by thrusting rapidly against the incredibly tight grasp of her spasming cunt. "Oh god, Jim. It's so good. It's the best ever," her cries of release filled the room. Then Jim tensed and spurted and spurted and spurted.
Evelyn collapsed onto Jim; showering him with wet kisses. "Oh Jim . . . I love you so much," her mind racing with the mingled appreciation for her release and guilt for having betrayed her wedding vows only a short time earlier. Occasional aftershocks elicited soft groans until, finally, it had passed.
"God, Evelyn. I don't know what got into you. But I guarantee you, I like it!" Jim smiled while he gazed into eyes that he felt like he could fall into. 'I wonder what's behind all this,' Jim mused as he stroked Evelyn's hair; his brow furrowed in thought. 'Maybe because it's been so long since we last had sex. We shouldn't let that happen again.'
Presently, Evelyn pushed herself to a sitting position. Their combined sweat had soaked her dress. Jim's hands followed his gaze as he reached for her. It was almost as though she was naked; the sweat had rendered her dress nearly transparent. She smiled lovingly toward Jim, 'I wonder if he likes what he sees.' Jim's fingers traced the contours of her breasts; their fullness, the plump nipples. He smiled as her nipples responded to his touch; pressing against the damp fabric of her dress.
'I wonder,' Evelyn thought as trembling fingers deliberately opened button after button until she was able to open her dress wide. She studied Jim for a reaction, 'I want him to want me again, soon.' A wide grin crossed Jim's face which she quickly returned. "When did you get this?" he asked indicating the diminutive brassiere.
"You like it? It's kind of daring." It meant a lot to her for him to approve.
"Jeez, Evelyn . . . what man wouldn't?" his approval was genuine. He reached for her again to sample the inviting charm of her breasts. Fingers traced over the rivulets of sweat trailing into her cleavage. She shivered when he dabbed droplets of the salty substance on the protruding tips of each nipple.
Evelyn sighed in delight as Jim pulled her down to his waiting lips. She loved the feel of his flesh, bare, touching hers. Her tummy trembled as shocks traveled from her nipples which were barely grazing his chest to the core of her sex. 'I want him to play with my tits,' Evelyn wished. As if on cue, Jim's work-roughened hands crept up from her waist to cradle the fullness of her dangling fruit. His touch was a little coarse but she didn't mind. Holding his head up, she offered them to his lips; guiding him first to one then to the other. "Ouch!" she cried whenever he would worry the rubbery nubbins too hard. He was a quick learner and soon was thrilling her almost to the point of orgasm. "Dear me . . . Jim, that's lovely. Oh you're such a good boy," she offered between ragged gasps of joy.
When she could stand the suspense no longer, Evelyn tore away from his grasp. While he watched, she shimmied out of the sodden dress. Jim saw for the first time the outfit she had purchased just for him. Of course he couldn't know that he was not the first to see it. A low wolf-whistle escaped him, "Evelyn, you look really hot!"
She turned, facing away from him and, hooking her thumbs in the waistband of the panties, slowly drew the panties down her thighs, her calves; finally kicking them, fluttering like a wounded bird, across the room. Jim was eagerly watching, "You have a really cute ass." Evelyn was looking back at him from between the spread of her legs and blew him a kiss.
She straightened and, wiggling her bottom in an exaggerated way, managed to make it to the desk. With her hands on the edge of the desktop, she leaned forward, "C'mon honey, come and get it." Jim's hand was on his cock during the whole show she had provided. "Fuck me like the slut I am . . . don't you want to fuck your little slut?"
Jim sprang to his feet and bounded over to her. Fortunately for Evelyn, no foreplay was needed because Jim sunk his meat into the wet target she provided. She grunted under the ardent force of the attack. "Oh lord, Jim . . . you're such an animal!" she managed to blurt out while struggling to hang on to the desk. Then, arching her back more deeply, she rasped, "C'mon stud, give me all your hot meat. Make me cum, make me cum big time!"
Her words of encouragement served to urge Jim into her with even greater force, 'Man, she's never talked like that. I wonder what's gotten into her,' then, with a silent chuckle, 'Me for one!' his eyes focused down to where his foam-flecked penis was disappearing and reappearing in his wife's lovely, tight pussy. Despite the jazzy sensation of her slippery vagina frantically gripping the tool he was driving into her, he was having trouble reaching the climax he desperately desired.
Evelyn fell forward onto the desktop as a thrall of passion overtook her. Flashes of light sparkled in her tightly clenched eyes as she felt the arrival of her release. "Oh Jim, it's never been this good. I feel so full, so complete . . . completely fucked. I love you so much!"
Her words spurred Jim onward. The mixture of her physical and emotional response took him over the top. He launched at her with such force that it lifted her free of the lushly carpeted floor. "Oh, darling . . . it's . . . I'm . . . aghhh . . . I'm cumming again!"
That did it, Jim stiffened fiercely in ecstasy; an incredible second climax in a single session! 'I can't believe it . . . I didn't think it was possible.' Jim was wondering about this success with his lovely wife.
He collapsed on Evelyn's spent form. Slowly, they slid to the floor in a ball of melded flesh; never breaking their union. Their skin liberally doused with sweat, they lay on the floor, each besting the other's protestations of love and devotion. With the last of their energy they kissed, snuggled and fell fast asleep.
Neil was only a few minutes late to pick up Cynthia but she was pissed off. "You have any idea how hot it is out there?" she hissed as she sank heavily into the leather seat of the car. "I thought I was going to cook!" her jaw jutted forward the way it always does when she's angry.
'Not a good beginning,' Neil thought, 'It could go on all night like this. I gotta think fast.' "Hey honey, I got a room at The Gulls. We can have room service and air conditioning at the same time. What do you think? Wanna do it?"
Cynthia turned toward him and flashed a big smile, her anger immediately defused, "Wanna do it? Is that what I think it is? I could use a good fucking right now, especially if I can get it in the comfort of The Gulls." Neil was used to Cynthia's quick mood shifts and was really pleased at this one.
"I don't have any idea what you're talking about. I was just thinking of a quiet evening out together," he teased. 'God she's pretty,' Neil was appraising her while waiting for a traffic light. She wore a white tee shirt that artfully displayed the graceful curve of her breasts. 'Not too large, not too small, just right,' he loved the way they jutted from her almost skinny frame. The well-worn jeans, a little too tight, revealed long legs and hips a little too wide for her thin form, hips that attracted attention in contrast to a tiny waist. Her neck, an exquisite pillar of alabaster, was incredibly long and slender. 'I can nearly encircle it with one hand,' he thought. Deep brown eyes always hinted a mischievous nature, except when she was angry or sad. Severely short-cropped light brown hair added to the impression of playfulness she projected.
Do you need to pick up anything at home before we go there? I thought we'd eat in the restaurant . . . unless you'd like room service." Cynthia thought for only a moment.
"The restaurant, but the bar first. I really need a drink. Let's go by the house. While you feed the cats and dog, I'll gather what I need," she smiled and patted his thigh.
Neil poured some wine for Cynthia, to keep her in a good state while they prepared for the evening out. The cats were hungry and complaining. Satan, their lovely golden retriever was glad to see them food or no food. After only five minutes of packing, Neil threw a ball for the dog while waiting for Cynthia.
Cynthia was stuffing a bag, 'Neil sure is in a good mood. He's been having so much trouble sleeping . . . making him cranky and difficult to be around.' She extracted a long, flowing diaphanous gown from her closet and folded it carefully, 'Neil really liked this the first time I wore it. That was the memorable night he fucked my brains out,' she laughed to herself. 'It was a really special night. The first time we did a 69 . . . it was really hot!' she was getting wet just thinking about a special night with Neil. 'He can turn me on like no one I've ever been with,' a pang of sensation stabbed her sex as she thought about making love with Neil.
It took longer than she had planned, but she was finally packed for the excursion. "What are you planning for . . . a whole week?" Neil's question wasn't without merit. Cynthia had packed two bags. 'If he knew all the special things I've packed, he wouldn't be complaining. But I'll let him find out for himself.'
"Well, if you really must know, I wanted to be prepared for any occasion. So there!" she was grinning impishly. 'He really puts up with a lot, maybe that's why I love him,' she delivered a quick kiss on the lips, "C'mon Neil, we don't have all night you know!"
"What did you put in these bags . . . rocks?" he joked as he lifted the bags into the trunk.
"No, much better than that," she enjoyed the look on his handsome face as he appeared to be considering the meaning of that comment.
When Neil slipped his key into the lock to the bridal suite, it occurred to him that Evelyn might, somehow, still be there; a moment of panic. In fact, the maids had fluffed up the suite and everything was in perfect order. 'Whew, that's a relief,' his heart slowed. "Hmm . . . this IS the bridal suite Cynthia. I could put these bags down and carry you across the threshold . . ." he teased.
"I think that would be nice."
Neil easily scooped Cynthia's 5'8" form into his arms and, while kissing her soft lips, carried her into the cavernous suite. His heel pushed the door shut as he carried her into the bedroom. "Put me down you fool!" Cynthia giggled, "and go back outside the door and bring my bags."
"Oh, yeah." Neil was a little deflated by the experience. "I forgot . . . the bags."
'He's such a dear. God I love him so completely,' Cynthia thought as she watched him go back for the bags, 'I want this to be a memorable night for him . . . hmmm . . . what could I do for him?' momentarily lost in thought, she was oblivious to his return and was startled when strong arms snaked around her from behind and cupped her breasts.
Neil nuzzled her neck, he always liked the smell of her; the hint of her perfume lingered to fill his nostrils. Cynthia wiggled her bottom against him then broke free. "I want to eat in the restaurant tonight. I'm famished. I gotta clean up." Neil relented and began unpacking his own bag, 'God, she's so hot looking today, I just want to throw her on a bed and ravage her.'
The bathroom was huge. A Jacuzzi and a capacious shower equipped with two showerheads. Cynthia was laving herself with the abundant and extravagant soaps and oils the hotel provided, "This is good stuff Neil, you gotta try it." He willingly allowed her to apply cleansing and rejuvenation substances to him. 'Ah, I love it when she washes my cock and balls; her hands are so gentle and seem to know just how to apply . . .' "Oh Cynthia, that feels so good!" she had an erection between her hands and was stroking it vigorously.
"Spurt for me Neil. I want to see you spurt." She had dropped to her knees, placing his cock at eye-level. A couple of sloppy kisses and a few strokes and he let a stream of cum jet into the deluge of the shower. 'I didn't think I could cum like that after what Evelyn and I did this morning,' he was impressed with his masculinity; a real ego boost. Cynthia had dodged the ejaculation, it fell upon her perky breasts and was soon washed away by the force of the water. 'More . . . later,' she thought as she cleaned him up.
"That ought to hold you for awhile tiger," she teased, "and there could be a lot more to 'cum' later."
Neil had dressed quickly for dinner; blazer and slacks with a shirt open at the neck. He extracted a nice Chardonnay from the mini bar and offered a full glass to Cynthia. "Thanks Hon," she said as he leaned over her shoulder and placed the glass on the elaborate vanity before which she sat totally nude. He thought briefly about turning on the TV to catch the evening news but the vision of his lovely wife quickly dispelled that thought. 'She certainly is easy to look at,' his eyes took in Cynthia's enchanting curves.
Cynthia usually used little makeup but had decided to become a 'painted lady' for Neil that evening. 'He really seems to respond when I look a little slutty,' she smiled to herself as she went about the task of making herself pretty. Neil watched with interest as she went about the process of transformation.
'God. She's really a knockout,' Neil was watching Cynthia with interest; the animated postures she assumed while primping never seemed to bore him. 'Jeez, I'm getting hot again just watching her,' he shifted to ease the pressure growing in the crotch of his trousers.
"No peeky," Cynthia shot across the room at Neil, "I want this to be a surprise."
"OK, OK," Neil laughed as he went to refill his glass, "I'll be in the living room if you need me for anything."
One thing that Cynthia never skimped on was her lingerie, 'I hope he likes these.' She had stepped into black, crotchless panties that encircled ground-zero with silky lace. She stood before the mirror to critically appraise the effect. 'He always compliments my mons. He says he likes the way it protrudes. It is rather pronounced . . . doesn't seem all that sexy to me . . . but if Neil likes it then so do I,' she thought as she adjusted the snug-fitting panties. She selected a crimson mini-skirt and a lightweight cotton tee shirt with a scoop neck. 'No bra tonight. Neil says I don't need one anyway,' she smiled as she viewed her reflection. 'Wow . . . this sweater doesn't leave much to the imagination!' the white tee shirt clung to her like a second skin.
The look on Neil's face told her everything she wanted to know when Cynthia joined him in the living room, but she asked, "Do you like it?"
"You're stunning Jen!" he was beaming in approval, "You'll turn some heads tonight . . . for sure. I don't know if I should take you anywhere in public in that outfit."
With a big hug, Cynthia urged, "Let's go, I'm famished." Neil's arms trapped her against him, 'I love the feel of her against me. Hmm, she's pushing her pussy against me. Oh yes baby, this could be a great evening!' Neil was savoring the full-body contact with no little effect on his state of arousal. "Ya gotta feed me before ya fuck me," she giggled as the presence of his growing arousal pressed against her mound. Neil's expert fingers sensed the presence of panties beneath her skirt, 'Well, at least she's decent in that little skirt,' Neil thought; little knowing that she wasn't as decent as he thought.
Cynthia's bottom swayed suggestively as she preceded him to the bar, 'She's really working at it,' he thought. "You better watch out or you'll get yourself arrested the way you're swinging it," he joked in hushed words as they passed an older couple headed in the same direction. Neil heard the guy gasp in pain from behind him, 'Bet she gave him an elbow in the ribs for looking at Cynthia.'
"What are you chuckling about?" Cynthia said half turning causing her breasts to jut even more spectacularly.
"I'll tell you later. But you've already caused the first casualty of the evening." Neil was grinning broadly, 'The poor bastard. She's gotta be a bitch to react like that.'
The ambiance of the lounge enveloped them like a womb; muted Mozart, just enough to mute conversations, played. "Hey, this is really nice!" Cynthia approved as they seated themselves at a tiny table in the corner of the darkened room. Cynthia laughed a little too loud when Neil related what had happened between the couple. "Serves the dirty old man right.
"Cynthia's appearance had attracted some attention; mostly from men, but a few women were eyeing her too. Neil was proud and happy to be there with his wife; knowing what must be going through the minds of the men. 'I know I'd be looking too,' he thought as he admired her in the dim light. The drinks were having an effect on Cynthia. She was playfully giving the guys a show, 'I wonder how much they can see?' she thought as she shifted positions in a way that drew her skirt higher and higher on her bare thighs. 'Hmm . . . well they can look all they want, I'm saving this all for Neil.' She gave Neil a dazzling smile and patted his thigh. The waiter almost spilled his tray of drinks when she gave him a beaver-shot. Neil knew what she was doing and really didn't mind. 'It's one of her ways of getting turned on,' he smiled to himself; he'd seen her do it many times in the past. 'I wonder what it would be like to watch Cynthia get seduced by some stud?' he noticed that the thought of her being with another man was exciting. 'Maybe sometime we'll try it if she would agree to it.'
Neil worried about how much Cynthia had drunk over dinner. It could go either way; she'd get sleepy and fall asleep on him, or she'd get horny as hell and be all over him as soon as she had a chance.
'If we don't have a ball tonight, it won't be my fault,' Cynthia thought. She was becoming moist just thinking about it, 'I want that big dick of his in me so bad I can taste it. I wonder what he's thinking? He's sure been looking at my boobs a lot. I'd love to have his hands and mouth on 'em right now!' she blew a kiss across the table to Neil and batted her eyelids coyly.
Neil steadied her as they left the restaurant; she was a little unsteady in the heels and bumped into a couple of male diners on the way. 'She's gotta be doing that on purpose,' Neil thought, 'She can't be that far gone.'
"Don't keep me waiting," her voice came from the bedroom as Neil was turning lights off. "Hey sailor, wanna get laid?" she was giggling.
"Oh my god," she gasped as Neil joined her completely naked, "What's a girl to think?"
Her pink tongue darted across her lips as she appraised her husband. Tall and muscular, his lean body had always appealed to her, and tonight more than ever.
Cynthia was sitting on the edge of the immense bed. One hand was absently massaging a breast through the soft fabric of her tee shirt as she looked long and hard at him. 'It's amazing that a cock can be that small when it's soft and so big when it's hard,' she'd always wondered at that. "C'mon, Neil, fuck me," she said matter-of-factly, "I don't need any foreplay tonight." She extended her arms; inviting him to come to her.
"No, I don't think so. I think I need some foreplay tonight," his voice indicating that he would be in charge of how things went. "Pull up your skirt, I want to see your panties. Show me what panties you're wearing tonight."
"OK Honey, just for you," a mysterious smile tugged at her lips. Carmine-tipped fingers grasped the hem of her skirt and drew it up over her hips to her waist.
Neil licked his lips as he watched the outrageous panties come into full view, "Oh . . . you're really the slut tonight aren't you?" One hand was on his cock as he ogled her naked pussy; hefting its mass gently. "C'mon Jen, open those thighs; let me get a good look at your wonderful cunt. Hurry up!" She complied while her hand returned to her breast; teasing the nipple to arousal. "Play with yourself. Play with that sexy cunt of yours."
"Don't tease Neil. Please don't tease me. I need you to fuck me. Don't you want to fuck me?" she was pleading as she watched his cock grow through lust-crazed eyes.
"Don't argue with me. I want to see you get yourself off. You must know how to do that, don't you?"
"I just want you."
"How do you want me?"
"I want you to fuck my pussy!" frustration colored her voice. But she did as she was told and began to worry her clit. Neil smiled when her eyes began to roll back in her head. 'She'll cum in no time,' he was used to seeing the effect of an approaching orgasm overtaking her.
"You can do better than that slut. Make me get hot all over. Then, maybe, I'll fuck you." He wanted to jump on her right then but wanted his wife to have a new experience; like it had been for Evelyn that afternoon.
'Why is he doing this? I want his cock . . . I need his cock!' despite the coolness of the room, Cynthia was burning with flames of lust. "Oh Neil, why are you doing this?"
"Cause you're a slut. You ARE a slut aren't you?"
"Shit, Neil, I'm a slut!" the words were barely past her lips when the first orgasm overtook her. She fell back onto the bed and writhed as her fingers took possession of her. Neil was fully erect now as he watched his wife's fingers continue to ravage the puffy lips of her pussy. "Ohmygod, I'm cumming again," she cried as her legs shot straight into the space above the bed. Evidence of her success coated her slender fingers as they continued to dig into her. 'He's so good at this kind of thing. I love him so much,' Cynthia's mind was in turmoil with the experience she was having, 'He's so good for me, but I need his cock; I want to feel him pressed against me; his warmth.'
Neil knelt next to the bed; pushing her thighs wide apart. His tongue went to work, cleaning her lovingly. "You have such a pretty pussy Cynthia. I love the way it swells up when you're hot and bothered. And it smells nice too." His tongue darted in and out of her bringing tremors of pleasure. "Oooooh, yes, Neil . . . give me your lovely tongue. Eat me out good darling!" her head lolled side to side as she gave directions.
For a moment, she felt only the coolness of the room on her pussy. 'Oh yes, finally,' she smiled dreamily as she felt the familiar spreading as Neil introduced his cock; slowly it descended until the tap of his balls on her ass signalled a full penetration. "Oh fuck, yes Neil fill me . . . make me cum!" she tightened her vagina around the shaft; making it feel welcome as best she could.
With demonic strength, she tore her shirt off, "Play with my titties lover. Fuck my pussy and play with my titties." When his lips caught a jiggling mound and sucked vigorously she moaned in delight. Her heels found the edge of the bed. With this leverage, she thrust upward with such force that Neil was lifted free of the floor. 'I can't believe it. He's in deeper than ever . . . it's sooooo good!' her mind was reeling with passion. "Neil, I'm almost cumming. Yes it's cumming . . . please cum with me . . . I can't wait. Hurry!"
Neil regained his footing and drove relentlessly; faster, faster. "I'm with ya babe!" he yelled, "Go for it.
Their hearts raced as one as their lust was fulfilled in the same instant; each trying to become the other in the moment of bliss.
The cuddled, with the covers pulled over them and drifted into deep sleep.
'He's so wonderful, how could I ever have deserved him.'
'I wonder how it went with Evelyn . . .?'
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