Sequel To Seduction -The Affair part 2

Shelly’s ride back from the airport took her through winding mountain roads. The snow covered peaks were contrasted by new spring growth that sprung from the sun drenched sides of the south facing hills and were framed by receding white patches of snow that survived in the shadows of the tall pines. A lack of traffic, the beautiful scenery and the long ride that lay before her convinced the memories of her weekend in LA to spring forth to her conscious mind.



She thought about John, and the way his warm moist lips tenderly touched her breasts, his eager mouth nibbling at her nipples while his fingers felt her delicate frame delighting in the discovery of every inch of her desirous body. She felt her mound moisten as these feelings came flooding back into her mind. “How ironic!” she thought. She had gone to LA to meet that long lost love, Michael, but he left her a message after she had arrived that he would not be able to meet her. The text message was still in her cell phone memory “Can’t go through with it. Till we meet again. Mike.” The thought would anger her still if not for the fact that his cowardice would lead to her encounter with John.



They met first on the plane and had gone their separate ways from the airport in LA. By chance, they met again at the Hilton Checkers where by coincidence they both had rooms. Their chance meeting on the elevator as they headed to the restaurant for what they thought would be dinner alone turned into a lovely evening on dining and dancing. That night, Shelly’s quest for freedom and adventure fueled the fire of her desire. John impressed her. She was impressed by his openness, his honesty, his ability to recover from love lost and his lust for life. “Love was life’s dessert” John said, “To be consumed slowly and savored for as long as it lasted.”



They spent that night and the rest of the weekend together. Shelly could feel his tongue flicking delicately up the insides of her thighs. Like the wings of a butterfly fluttering from one flower to the next extracting the sweet nectar, John’s tongue flicked here and there stopping whenever a moan of pleasure escaped Shelly’s lips as his eager mouth traveled to her engorged bud. Shelly shuddered at just the thought and was suddenly startled when the right front tire blew forcing her to pull to the side of the deserted road.



Shelly got out looked at the tire then scanned up and down the quiet road. She looked up at the mountain brushing the hair from her face the blond highlights sparkling in the spring sun. She could see the snow like a ribbon of white in the shade of the pines. Next to it illuminated by the strong spring sun was a green ribbon of new spring growth, which wound down and disappeared into the trees that lined the road. She noticed a break in the trees ahead that appeared to be a driveway and she could see puffs of smoke rising just above the pines. “What luck!” she thought, “Looks like someone’s home and I’ll be able to get some help.”



She started up the driveway and walked up a path that led to the front door and rang the bell. No answer. She tried knocking and ringing the bell again but still no one came. She reluctantly reached for the doorknob, turned it and to her surprise it opened! “Hello.” She called out, “Hello, anybody home?” She stepped inside looking around hoping to see a phone or the owners. “Hello. I broke down and I need a phone, anybody?” She walked down a hallway passed a living room with a fireplace, bright red embers still crackled though there was no flame. She walked to the back of the house double French doors opened up into a large glass sunroom. Shelly stood in awe at the scene.



A hot tub bubbled quietly in one corner, a bottle of white wine stood waiting in a chiller. There was another fireplace in the opposite corner the logs there still burning with just a hint of flame. Next to the hot tub against the inside wall was a well stocked bar with glasses that hung from the rack above. “Oh, I can so use a drink right now!” Shelly thought as she considered pouring herself a glass of wine. Opposite the bar was a beautiful view of the mountain. To the right lay a sun drenched clearing with a field of yellow crocus already in full bloom the petals opened like welcoming arms waiting to wrap themselves around the bright sun. To the left a ribbon of white cascading down from the mountain peak hugging the shadows of the pines and ending at the rear corner of the house. Shelly could see a lone figure on skis hugging the tree line in tight graceful turns flowing down the mountain as though it were an insect being carried by a swift stream.



The figure grew larger as it moved rapidly towards the house. As it came closer into view Shelly guessed it to be a man by his size and build. The figure looked as though he would ski right into the glass when he turned suddenly bringing his skis together perpendicular to the mountain. His ankles bent into the hill turning the skis on edge and driving the edges into the soft wet snow. He came to an almost sudden stop with snow shooting out from under the skis spraying the glass wall. In one quick motion he planted his ski poles against the bindings and popped out of the skis. He stopped dead in his tracks after he entered the sunroom and saw Shelly standing there. He was breathing heavily from his run down the mountain and had paused to catch his breath but before he could speak Shelly began to explain her predicament. “I’m sorry, I broke down and …well…I uh tried the bell and when nobody answered…I just thought…” Shelly was feeling a little awkward about her trespassing and was finding it difficult to justify to her host.



The man reached up gripping the dark goggles with both hands and lifting them over his head. “Shelly?” “Holy shit, Shelly!” He yelled a huge grin spreading wide across his face as his blue eyes opened wide in disbelief. He moved forward his arms opened wide welcoming Shelly as the crocus welcomed the sun. “John!” “Son of a bitch!” Shelly screamed in delight as she jumped into his waiting arms wrapping her arms and legs around him their lips coming together in a passionate kiss as they held each other tight. The memory of the sweet dessert they shared was flooding back to them as their tongues entwined and they tasted each other once again.



“Let me pour us some wine and you can explain how you found me here” John said.

“Never mind that! You can explain to me what you’re doing here. How did you get here before me?” Shelly asked.



John explained that his friend the owner of the house needed to attend a business meeting and would be flying out on his private plane. “I was supposed to spend the week with him here.” John went on. “Instead he met me at the city airport and dropped me off at the local airport where he keeps his plane not far from here and had me drive his car back here.” “Now how did you end up here?” asked John. Shelly explained how she was heading home from city airport and decided to take the scenic route and had a tire blow just a few yards from the driveway. “It’s only by chance I ended up here!” she exclaimed.

“Holy shit honey, that’s not coincidence, that’s fate!” John exclaimed in disbelief.



John fixed Shelly’s tire and pulled her car into the barn, while Shelly showered and called her husband. “They’ll have the car for me in the morning.” she lied. “It’s just one more night and I’ll be home tomorrow.” “I love you too honey.” “Good night dear.” She said and hung up the phone. Shelly poured the wine into the glasses on the bar and walked to the glass wall facing the field of crocus. She was feeling guilty but she wasn’t quite sure if it was because of her lie or because of the love she felt for John. The affair was an accident, a confluence of circumstances that were unexpected. She only meant to exercises some control over her own destiny, to feel like she had her own identity, that she wasn’t just a piece of something but that she was something. She wasn’t looking for love, but somehow it found her, entered her and filled her and while she was able to walk away from that weekend, it would be much more difficult now that fate intervened once again.



Shelly was staring out at the beautiful yellow petals as they caught the last glint of the sun before it disappeared behind the mountain when John walked up behind her. He brushed the blond hair from her soft round shoulders and wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her softly at the intersection of her neck and shoulders. She tilted her head sighing softly as his lips lingered capturing her soft skin between them and pulling lightly away. John paused a moment allowing anticipation to build before his lips caressed her shoulder once again. “You’re beautiful!” he whispered in a deep throaty tone as he exhaled. “Yes they are!” Shelly exclaimed still staring out at the crocus. John took her shoulders and turned her around to face him and looking deep into her hazel eyes said, “Yes, they’re beautiful too, but I was talking about you!” Their lips came together touching tenderly and lingering for a moment before parting, their tongues thrust passionately in a long kiss.



John took the wine glass from her hand and set it on the mantle. He slipped his hands under her robe and it fell to the floor in a heap. Shelly noticed his manhood poking against the towel wrapped around his waist and she slipped it from him. She placed her hands on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her pulling her tight against him before again kissing deeply. Sensing some uncertainty on her part John said. “I don’t know why, Shelly, but this just feels so right.” He was looking deeply into her eyes and trying to read her reaction. “I don’t know.” Shelly said, “The weekend with you was great, magical even, more that I ever expected. You’ve unleashed feelings in me that I thought only existed in fairy tales and I want you now more than ever, more than I’ve ever wanted anyone! But I have this whole other life, that’s familiar, that’s comfortable. I’m just so confused right now.”

“I understand” John said trying to console her. “But you are everything I’ve been looking for my whole life! I was totally depressed when we parted, that’s why I came up here to get away from everybody, everything. But then you showed up on my doorstep! Shelly, this is more than fate, this is destiny, we belong together, besides, I love you!” He took her face in his hands and kissed her again tenderly and felt her shiver. “Come” he said taking her hand and leading her into the hot tub.



They relaxed together in the tub soothing bubbles massaging their skin the warm water caressing their wanton bodies. With arms wrapped tightly around each other, they kissed passionately while warm bubbles rose between their bodies. John’s kisses trickled down Shelly’s neck like droplets of water running in random lines over her moist skin over her heaving breasts. He took her swollen nipples softly into his mouth rolling them gently between lips and tongue then flicking over the tips like the flame in the fireplace hot and quick. Shocks of pleasure shot through her like the sparks of the flame, burning red embers rising up the chimney as her blood engorged her nipples and warmed her breasts.

She moaned holding his head against her lost in the pleasure he heaped upon her. Her hand slid down to feel his excitement beneath the warm water and he sighed at her touch.

He lifted her in strong arms and carried her out of the water setting her down in front of the fireplace.



His kisses fell upon her wet naked body like a warm summer’s rain caressing every inch of her and moving down from her breasts to her moist mound. Her body drank them up as though it was the parched soil from a long drought, the pleasure of his lips bringing new life to her. Her breathing quickened and her heart was racing waves of pleasure sent shudders from her core as his tongue lapped at her nectar her legs splayed open to receive as much of him as possible as the petals of the crocus welcomed the sunlight. Shelly placed her hands on the side of his head pulling him towards her trembling lips. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and kissed him deeply. She could feel his passion pressing against her moist mound and she desperately wanted to feel him fill her insides. She wrapped her legs around him and guided his thirst to her warm wet velvet thrusting her hips forward her wet heat enclosing him her muscles urging him deeper.

John responded to her desire lunging his hips forward then pulling back slowly. He needed to take his time, to savor this moment, this gift, presented to him by fate. “Oh, Shelly, I never want to forget how it feels to be inside you, to be part of you, one with you!” John exclaimed through ragged breaths.

“God, yes, I want you, want you so bad, need you, need to feel you fill me!” Shelly cried between pants. She bucked her hips to meet his thrusts to take control, to quicken his pace. Her need was urgent now. She dug her heels into his back steam rose from their wet bodies their passion and the fire that flickered next to them providing the heat. John was thrusting wildly now and Shelly was arching to meet him. Their cries of pleasure filled the air as their bodies moved in perfect rhythm careening towards climax.



John clutched Shelly tight pulling himself against her hips firmly locked against her hungry thighs. He held his breath for a moment in as much a vain effort to delay the inevitable as an unselfish desire to satisfy the woman he loved. Shelly screamed out as John could hold off no longer, his release flooded her depths as his body rocked and shuddered. Shelly screamed out “Oh Gooodddd!!!” as her own body trembled and twitched as John’s hot flow filled her and spilled from her depths. Sparks of electricity shot throughout her body from her core and tears of joy filled her eyes. They lay quietly connected both feeling as one with the other while they waited to regain their breath and to feel their heart beats slowly return to normal.



They spent the night making love and pleasuring each other in ways they had never done with each other before. Their love was pure, unashamed, unrestrained and subconsciously they knew that as long as they were making love they wouldn’t be thinking about what tomorrow held.



They slept late into the morning and the sun had already covered the field of crocus with its blanket of yellow light waking the petals from their slumber. John put Shelly’s bag into the trunk of her car and handed her the keys. “I wish you didn’t have to go.” John said sadly. “I wish things were different too John, but they’re not.” Shelly said. “The weekend was just wonderful, more that I had hoped for! But last night, that was just unbelievable! A dessert, the flavor of which I will never forget!” “It truly was wonderful! John exclaimed. “So when will I see you again?” He asked holding the door of Shelly’s Mustang open. Shelly got into the car, closed the door and started the engine. “Perhaps we should leave that up to fate. After all it’s worked pretty good so far.” She said a sly smile on her face. John kissed her lightly on her lips. “I guess I’ll see you then.” he said trying not to sound disappointed. Shelly put the car in drive and started down the driveway. “Wait! Wait a minute!” John yelled holding his finger up in the air in the universal number one sign.. He ran inside the house and after several moments he was running down the driveway up to Shelly’s open window. From behind his back he handed Shelly a small plastic flowerpot that held a single yellow crocus. “I’ll see you.” He said though this time his voice was sure. “Good bye John.” Shelly said. She placed the plant on the seat next to her and pulled out onto the highway.

The Affair

The Affair

Shelly looked out the window peering down at the patchwork of geometric shapes in green, brown and gray. At 30,000 feet all detail of the landscape is lost and like the landscape below Shelly’s problems seemed so far away now. Problems that were obstacles like concrete walls towering above her with the solutions out of reach just waiting on the other side if only she could get over were now like the geometric shapes below and she was way above them. A huge grin came to Shelly’s face as she thought about this and as she turned to settle back into her seat. “What a pretty smile” said John the passenger sitting next to her, “Can’t be business so it must be pleasure” he said trying to engage her in polite conversation. “Well, I hope so!” exclaimed Shelly, “I’m meeting an old friend that I haven’t seen in years.” “That sounds nice” he said, “Is she as pretty as you?” John asked. “Did I say she?” Shelly responded with a hint on innuendo in her voice. John chuckled “No you didn’t.” “My names John, John Starre” he said holding out his hand. “Hi, I’m Michelle Salmon, but my friends call me Shelly” she said grasping his hand lightly. “Pleased to meet you Shelly,” he replied gazing into her beautiful hazel eyes.



They talked politely for several minutes about nothing in particular. Shelly was taken by his easy smile and deep blue penetrating eyes, which gazed back into her own and seemed to touch her soul. His hands were smooth and well manicured. He was trim and appeared to be in his mid forties. He told her he was going to LA to take a break, relax and perhaps look at some homes, when the movie screens began to come to life.



Shelly leaned back in her seat her eyes becoming heavy as she stared blankly at the screen not really interested in the movie. She found herself thinking about John and what it would be like to make love to him. “Why am I thinking about him? She thought, “I’m on my way to meet Michael!” Perhaps it was because she felt so free, “Anything was possible now! She thought. It wasn’t long before she dozed off.



John and Shelly were in the airplane lavatory, Shelly’s skirt was hiked up over her ass, her cotton panties hung from one leg as she tugged John’s belt dropping his pants to the floor. Their lips were locked in a deep passionate kiss and their tongues entwined in an oral dance as she freed the throbbing member from John’s shorts and tugged him anxiously towards her eager entrance. John was running his hands over her ample breasts rolling her erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He was sucking and nibbling her neck his warm moist lips working feverously towards her heaving breasts. Shelly wrapped her legs tightly around him wanting his throbbing cock to fill her insides to… “Please bring your seat backs and tray tables to the upright position.” came the voice of the flight attendant over the intercom waking Shelly from her dreams.



Shelly stood at the doorway from the arrivals area past the baggage claim looking for Michael. “Why would he be late?” she thought, “He said he was excited to see me after all these years, you’d think he’d be on time!” John was just coming from the car rental desk with his bags when he spotted Shelly outside the doors. “Can I drop you somewhere Shelly?” he asked. “Oh no, Michael should be here any minute.” She replied hoping she wasn’t making a mistake. “Okay, well enjoy your stay, it was a real pleasure meeting you!” John exclaimed heading off to get his car.

It wasn’t more than five minutes after John left that Shelly’s cell phone signaled the receipt of the text message. It was from Michael “Sorry. Can’t go through with it,” the message read. Shelly hailed a cab. “Hilton Checkers” she said as the driver pulled away.



Shelly’s room was beautiful. The bathroom had marble floors and fresh flowers. There was a king size bed and a work area with Internet access. She decided to take a bath while she looked over the amenities of the hotel. “The spa sounded wonderful!” she thought. She made up her mind to enjoy herself, “The hell with Michael, his loss” she thought. Shelly was going to make the most of this opportunity. For once she only had to think about herself and what made her happy. There were no kids to feed, no husband to clean up after or errands to run. No, this was all about Shelly, finding herself, and making herself happy, not having anyone to answer to and not having to feel guilty about anything!



She was lying in the tub steam rising up fogging the mirrors when she began to think about John. She took her soapy hands and brushed them over her breasts closing her eyes. She imagined her fingers to be John’s as they lightly circled her areolas then stroked her nipples as they began to swell and become erect. She felt the fire of desire rising in her center craving to be touched as her hand moved down to her slit and her fingers moved along the lips up to her now firm bud. She was moaning softly as one hand played with her breasts and the other circled furiously around her clit. Her legs opened and closed her heart pounded and she panted heavily as her pussy convulsed and twitched she whimpered as she released. She lay quietly for a moment in the tub before rinsing off in the shower, “Why didn’t I take John up on that lift?” she thought with regret.



Shelly was dressed to kill. She wore a black satin strapless cocktail dress with a neckline that plunged below her ample breasts and a hemline that was six inches above her knees. Her fine hose with the seam up the back accented her shapely legs and coupled with the black heels made them appear longer than they actually were. Her dress was making a statement, one that she suppressed for longer than she can remember she was confident and this was her coming out. “I look great!” she thought as she headed down stairs to the bar for a cocktail before dinner.



Shelly pressed the button on the elevator and watched anxiously as the display lit showing the descent of the elevator. “Ding.” sounded the bell announcing the arrival of the elevator on her floor. The doors opened slowly and there standing in the corner alone was John. His blue eyes opened wide at the sight of her and his jaw nearly dropped when he exclaimed in delight “Well hello pretty lady! You look absolutely gorgeous!” John was dressed in a tailored Armani suit, red tie and plain white shirt. “Why thank you!” Shelly said blushing slightly. “Now if I had three wishes the first one would be that I were Michael, and the second one would be that I was taking you for dinner and dancing.” John said excitedly. “Well, I can’t grant you your first wish” Shelly teased and John looked disappointed. “But I can grant you wish number two” Shelly said hoping she wasn’t being too forward. “Allow me.” John said placing his hand on his waist and offering his arm to her a wide grin spread across his face.



They started off with cocktails in the lounge and then they shared dinner in the restaurant. John told Shelly about how only several months ago he caught his fiancée in bed with his best man and that pretty much ended his wedding plans. He told her that he had come to terms with what happened. He was happy that he shared a love with his fiancée even if it were only for a little while and even if it wasn’t entirely real. John believed all love was good love and that there just wasn’t enough of it in this world today. He told her he forgave his friend and he understood why any man would want to be with his fiancée. Still John hoped one day to find that true soul mate that only wanted him, someone that he would want exclusively, someone that would allow him to be him and not be threatened by that need for individuality, someone that could also be their own person and yet at the end of the day be his.



They danced close together to “A moment Like This” by Kelly Clarkson. John’s hand slid down to the small of Shelly’s back pulling her tight against him her head resting comfortably on his shoulder. She could feel the bulge in his pants rising and pressing against her has they swayed in time to the music. “What was the third wish?” Shelly whispered in his ear. John looked into her eyes “What?” he asked. “On the elevator when you said if you could have three wishes, you only told me two. “What was the third?” she asked. John still gazing longingly into her hazel eyes blushed and said “To spend the night making love to you.” Shelly’s heart quickened as her lips moved closer to his. John’s lips met her half way touching lightly and lingering for a moment as they gazed into each other’s eyes and felt the fire burning in their core.



Before the song ended, Shelly was leading John to the elevator. When the doors closed behind them they embraced in a passionate kiss, tongues tangled and flickered wildly like the flame of a candle in the wind. They stopped on Shelly’s floor because it was closer and Shelly lead John by the hand running down the hallway and giggling like a schoolgirl to her room. They embraced at the foot of the bed kissing each other in feverish passion. John’s hands roamed Shelly’s back searching for the zipper that would release her flaming body from the confines of her dress while Shelly slipped the knot on John’s tie and unbuttoned his Shirt. John threw off his shirt and jacket with one motion while Shelly’s dress feel in a heap at her feet. She unbuttoned John’s slacks and they dropped to the floor and she pushed him onto the bed gripping his shorts and yanking them off before jumping on top of him.



Shelly was in control. She was determined to be free. She would not allow any inhibitions or second thoughts to prevent her from finding the happiness and pleasure missing for so long from her life and she wasn’t about to leave things up to John either.

Shelly began kissing John’s chest sucking his nipples and nibbling his skin while John held the back of her head and moaned. She moved quickly down to his already erect cock and wasted no time taking him in her mouth. Her tongue encircled the head and she bobbed up and down her warm moist lips pulling slowly over the head. She turned her body positioning her knees on either side of John’s head and his strong hands ripped her panties apart before his eager tongue lashed at her honey hole darting wildly inside her and flicking over her bud.



Shelly tasted his pre cum and rose up pressing her pussy against John’s face. She was in charge and she wasn’t ready to let him cum. John gripped the sides of her thighs darting his tongue into her depths while Shelly fingered her clit. She tightened her thighs against his head as her pussy twitched and convulsed her cum flowing freely as the fire spread from her center she screamed out “Oh my Goooodddd!” John’s moans were stifled as his tongue lapped at her nectar drinking up her sweet juices.



Shelly’s thighs were still quivering when she rose up to face John. She bent over to kiss him tasting her own self on his lips as she guided John’s throbbing cock towards her entrance. She rose up and sunk slowly onto him wanting to feel every inch fill her. John hands played with her tits as he gently stroked her sensitive nipples pulled and twirled them between his fingers and Shelly moaned as she buried John’s entire cock in her wet velvet. She rose up and down in a slow and steady motion and at the bottom of her stroke she rocked back and forth rubbing her clit against the bottom of his shaft. She watched John’s face his blue eyes rolling behind his head in pleasure and when she saw him bite his bottom lip and felt him tense she stopped her movement rubbing her clit with her fingers while John looked on.



She did this time and again, cumming over and over while denying John his release for what seemed like hours. Finally John screamed out “Oh my God, please fuck me Shelly make me cum I’m begging you!” A wicked smile spread across her face as she began thrusting up and down slowly at first before quickening her pace. “You want me to fuck you?” she asked teasingly. “Yes!” John cried “Oh yes baby that’s it!” “Beg me, beg me to fuck you!” Shelly demanded. “Please I’m begging you, Please fuck me baby! Harder! Please Harder!” John begged. “John was actually begging her!” she thought as she bounced wildly up and down on him crashing against the base of his throbbing cock. Shelly screamed out as she came again. John cried “I’m gonna explode!” It was as if a damn burst as John shot spurt after hot milky spurt of his jism deep inside her. Shelly collapsed onto John’s chest while John’s cock still twitched inside her and her pussy clutched and released him milking him of all his seed. Their lips remained locked in a passionate kiss while Shelly continued to gyrate on him.



They lay that way for a while kissing tenderly with moist lips on to the sensitive skin of their necks and face. They began talking about what they would do together in the coming days. Shelly knew that in two days she would have to go home back to reality. For now though, she had found herself, found a level of happiness that she longed for, found a freedom she had never known and explored desires that had long been dormant. As they drifted off to sleep wrapped tightly in each others arms Shelly wondered if she would be able to let him go or if she stayed with him would she be exchanging one prison for another.

Blackmailed!

I don’t think Jen knew how much I wanted her! She seemed to think I wasn’t serious and I was only flirting, but that was not the case! I loved everything about her and I was envious of her husband but I knew she would never leave him or her three kids, which is why I came up with my plan. The timing was perfect! Her husband would be away a couple of nights hauling a load long distance as he had done before from time to time.

It was after midnight when I snuck into her room with my camera and tri pod. I quietly set it up at the foot of her bed and stripped down naked. I walked quietly over to her hoping she wouldn’t wake, and gently lifted the covers pulling them all the way down to the foot of the bed and onto the floor. I paused for a moment to look at her sleeping peacefully in her nightie, her beautiful 38c breasts outlined by the sheer fabric. I couldn’t wait to photograph them bare! She was on her side with one arm under her as I undid the buttons and peeled it away. She moaned quietly and shifted then turned as I slipped the other arm through and completely removed her top. Her breasts were more beautiful then I imagined and were perfectly exposed to my camera, her hands over her head as she lay on her back. I took several shots of her alone then set the timer and took one with my mouth open just above her nipple. Now I needed the money shot! I very gently, very carefully, and very slowly slid her lace panties down. She stirred as I tried to slip them under her firm round ass, and letting out a moan turned to one side. I peeled them under as she did slipping them easily over her ankles then holding them up to my face I inhaled her scent. “Ah I think I’m going to keep these!” I thought. Then I gently turned her onto her back, spreading her legs as wide as I dared before taking several pictures of her clean shaven pussy! To see her in her naked beauty was almost more than I could bear! I wanted to take her right there, but no, I would make her do what I wanted her to do! I slipped out quietly wondering, what would she think when she woke up.

Jen woke in a start. She felt cold and suddenly realized she was naked the blankets tossed on the floor! “Was it a dream or was someone in my room?” She thought. She had a clue when she couldn’t find her panties, but it was obvious it was real when she found the envelope with the naked pictures of her with Bob and the note. “After the kids are in school, you will come to my house. Do not call the police or tell anyone or your pictures will be posted all over the Internet!” the note read. Jen was angry! “How could Bob do this?” she thought. At the same time she was afraid. She couldn’t take the chance of those pictures being published. What would her husband think? She worried about her kids, and what her parents and friends would think. She kept to her normal routine sent the kids off to school and headed to Bob’s house.

Jen rang the bell and waited then heard the door open.

“You came alone? Came a voice from behind the door.

“I’m alone.” Jen replied.

“Come in quickly!” Bob answered grabbing Jen by the wrist and pulling her inside.

“I don’t know how you managed to get those pictures but I want them back!” Jen demanded.

“Oh do you?” Bob asked with an evil laugh. “Then you’d better do exactly as I say!” he commanded, his voice stern and threatening.

“What is it you want me to do?” Jen asked with desperation and fear in her voice.

“Well to start with turn on the stereo.” Bob commanded. Jen looked around for the stereo and turned it on. Steamy jazz music filled the room. The kind you might hear at a sexy night club where patrons danced close and tried to arouse their partners.

“Now get me a beer out of the fridge. It’s in there and pour it in a glass. You can find them in the cabinet to the right of the fridge.”

“Here” you go Jen said now can “I have those pictures? “ Jen asked as she handed Bob the beer.

“You think that’s all those pictures are worth, a beer?” Bob asked as he laughed incredulously. “It will take much more than that Jen.” Bob said as he sat in a chair facing Jen.

“Well what then?” Jen asked.

“Strip!” Slowly, and dance along with the music.” Bob commanded.

“I’m not going to…” Jen started but stopped when Bob held up her naked picture, her legs wide open her pussy exposed and Bob’s face in the shot, his tongue extended out towards her flower.

“Oh yes you will!” he said grinning.

Jen began swaying slowly unbuttoning her blouse and letting it fall to the floor. Then she unzipped her jeans wriggling her hips while Bob watched intently and shaking them from her ankles. She swayed before him completely naked.

“Touch your nipples” Bob said, “Play with them, pull them twist them and make it look sexy!” He commanded.

Jen did as she was told. She was beginning to get excited at what was happening to her.

“Now, touch your pussy.” Bob said. “That’s right run your finger up and down that delicious slit of yours! Now finger yourself! Stroke your depths until you’re soaking wet!”

Bob was getting excited now! Jen could see the bulge in his pants and she began to wonder what it would feel like to have his cock inside her.

“Now taste it! Put your finger in your mouth and suck off your juices!” Bob said obviously becoming more and more aroused. “You’re one hot little slut aren’t you Jen?” “Well aren’t you Jen! Say it!” Bob ordered!

“Oh yes Bob I’m a hot slut just for you!” Jen said feeling herself getting wetter.

“Come here and give Bob a taste!”

Jen walked over to Bob and Bob stood as she approached him. She took her finger from her pussy and ran it around his lips before he took it in his mouth and savored Jens sweetness.

“On you knees Jen!” Bob ordered as he unzipped his jeans and let them fall to the floor, his cock thick and stiff appeared to jump out at Jen.

“Now suck it slut!” He ordered while tangling his hands in her ash blond hair and holding the back of her head.

Jen took is cock in her mouth bobbing slowly up and down his shaft when suddenly Bob thrust his hips forward pulling her head onto his member gagging her as he pushed his whole length in! “Suck it all my little slut!”

Jen could taste his precum as he fucked her mouth sliding his cock over her lips and tongue. She could feel his balls tense as she prepared for the inevitable explosion. Bob pulled back at the last moment his hot cream spurting in jets flooded Jen’s face as he looked down in delight. “Lick it clean!” Bob ordered. Jen did as she was told, but she noticed her pussy was aching! She was aroused! She wanted so bad to be fucked right now, to have an orgasm of her own, she almost forgot why she was here.

“Crawl to the table on all fours.” Bob said as he relaxed back in his seat. “You see that vibrator? Put it in your mouth and bring it to me!”

Jen did as she was told her pussy juices began to flow as she thought about what Bob might do with the vibrator.

“Lay on your back, put your legs in the air and pleasure yourself for me!” Bob ordered.

Jen took the vibrator and rubbed it on her clit her pussy fully exposed to Bob’s view. Bob watched intently as Jen inserted the vibrator in her hungry cunt with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other while her moans filled the room. Now she was bucking up against her thrusts feeling her pussy twitching wildly as a powerful orgasm erupted from her core soaking the rug beneath her.

“Get on all fours!” Bob ordered “Face down on the floor, ass up!”

Jen did as she was told though her thighs were like rubber and still shaking. Bob mounted her from behind. He was already hard and hungry for Jen’s cunt! He gripped her hips and slid his cock into her dripping wet hole. Jen grunted as his thick member filled her, the throbbing head pushing though her trembling wet velvet pressed against her womb. Bob thrust his hips in and out harder and harder while pulling her onto him. His balls swung slapping against her ass. Jen’s pussy was trembling again clutching at his cock she screamed out as she came again her juices flowing down her trembling thighs. Suddenly Bob withdrew from her paused for a moment and then guided his soaking wet cock into Jets uplifted ass. Jen gasped as inch-by-inch Bob pressed his cock into her tight hole. He reached around her thighs and found her clit, rubbing it with his fingers as he fucked Jen’s ass! Jen screamed out as another explosive orgasm ripped through her body. She felt Bob’s cock explode inside her ass his cum flooding out of her hole as he continued to pump with each spurt.

Bob stood up while Jen lay collapsed on the floor breathing heavily. “Here you earned it!” Bob said tossing the picture on Jen’s back. “Get dressed and get out!” he said. Come back tomorrow and if you’re a good slut I’ll give you another picture” Bob added. Then turned and walked away.

The Office Boss

Michele ran the office as she saw fit. She was a tough boss but fair and didn’t care much for lame excuses like when Doug missed a sales call because he must not have had a good signal on his cell while he was on the road. Funny how moments after she called him and was forced to leave him the message he was able to call and ask his secretary Mary, what she was wearing that day! Doug soon found out that Michele was a woman that meant business when she assigned that account in his area to Ted.

Many of the men in the office and some of the women considered her a “bitch”, but would certainly never say so to her face. Some even conspired against her devising elaborate plots that would cast her in a bad light with her superiors in a desperate attempt to get her fired, but she always came out on top, was always a step ahead of them and was very effective at getting her revenge.

Revenge is exactly what Michelle had in mind after having defeated yet another plot against her to get her fired, and this time she was going to make sure these two would never be able to threaten her again. She was a smart woman, biding her time gathering the evidence she would need in order to carry out her plan, and now the time had come.

She called Mary into her office first and had her take a seat. Mary was a quiet reserved woman but easily manipulated. Married for 10 years and with two children, often complained about the lack of attention and appreciation from her husband. She often expressed her frustrations to Doug, her boss, who was always willing to lend a sympathetic ear.

Doug was the commensurate salesman. Always lying and manipulating to get what he wanted, which is fine when you’re talking about selling, but Doug brought these traits to his relationships as well. He was pretty good at it too, which is why he was able to stay married to the same woman for more than 15 years. He was a user, and had used his position as both friend and boss of Mary in his attempt to get Michelle.

“Mary, I have copies of the emails you sent to Doug describing in disgusting detail your luncheons with Doug at the Eden Rock motel.” Michelle stated as a mater of fact. “I could fire you right now just for using the company computers not to mention forging you time sheets to cover the time spent at the motel” she went on. “I could also forward these to your entire address book, including your husband if I desired to do so” Michelle said. Mary began to cry tears rolled down her cheeks and through her sobs she pleaded “I’ll do anything you want please don’t do this, don’t fire me!”

“Fine, if you do as I ask, I’ll forget the whole thing now stop crying!” Michelle said forcefully. “First you will fill out this sexual harassment complaint against Doug,” she continued, “Then I will call Doug in to confront him.” You and he will follow my instructions to the letter and everything will be just fine.” Mary did precisely as she was told.

Michelle called Doug into her office and explained to him the situation. She told him that his job, his marriage, his life and that of his friend Mary was in her hands and that he must do exactly as he is told or face destruction. Doug gulped hard and nodded his agreement. “Fine, now take off your clothes, that’s right all of your clothes Doug” Michelle commanded “and sit in that chair when you’re done.” “Mary, take these cuffs and secure Doug’s hands behind the chair.” Mary hesitated and looked at Doug. “Now!” shouted Michelle forcefully and Mary complied. They pulled the chair close to Michelle’s desk. “Take off your clothes Mary and get on my desk” Michelle barked.

Mary was on the desk naked facing Doug. Doug was eye level with Mary’s pussy but still too nervous to be aroused. “I want you to satisfy your self Mary, that’s right, lick your fingers and rub your little bud for Doug” Michelle ordered.

Michelle stood back to observe the two, waiting and watching. After several minutes Mary almost forgot where she was. She was looking at Doug looking at her. She noticed Doug’s cock swelling, he was moving in his chair trying to stimulate himself and this was making Mary hot. Mary was in control and was anxious to put on a show for Doug. They were both oblivious now to Michelle who was standing back watching and slowly removing her own clothes.

Mary had her head back on the desk with her eyes closed. Her legs were open and up in the air. Her left hand held her swollen wet pussy lips apart moving in rapid circles underneath her pink folds and rubbing her clit vigorously. Her other hand was fingering her wet hole. Four of her fingers plunged in and out as moans of pleasure escaped her lips.

Doug wriggled in his chair trying desperately to stimulate his throbbing organ, his gaze fixed on Mary’s soaking wet pussy, and her moans ringing in his ears had him thinking back to their trysts at the Eden Rock.

Michelle stepped in between them with one hand supporting the huge strap on and the other her weight she positioned her feet on Doug’s chair and guided the huge rubber cock into Mary’s moist hole. The mushroom head parted Mary’s wet lips and Mary gasped as Michelle bent forward sliding the huge cock to the bottom of her wanting pussy, at the same time pressing her ass into Doug’s face.

“Lick my ass Doug, and make it good!” Michelle commanded. “I want to feel that magic tongue of yours reach up to my small intestine!” She screamed. Doug’s cock felt like it would explode! It was only inches away from what he desired but it might as well have been a mile. He complied with Michelle’s order his tongue circling her ass diving inside as far as he could press it sending shocks of pleasure that ran under her and electrified her pussy. She wriggled her ass driving the rubber cock in circles inside Mary’s pussy. Mary wrapped her legs tightly around Michelle squeezing tightly and arching her back up to take all of the cock she could handle. Mary’s pussy twitched and convulsed while she screamed out in release, waves of orgasmic pleasure rocked her body.

Michelle turned to face Doug lifting his legs over her shoulders and guiding the strap-on towards his ass. “Mary, get under me and lick me ass, NOW!” ordered Michelle. Mary complied holding onto Michelle’s thighs running her tongue up to where the strap on was connected by her pussy and underneath in that sensitive spot between her pussy and ass and finally rimming her ass hole and diving inside. Michelle moaned in delight as she pushed the thick rubber cock into Doug’s ass. Michelle rocked her hips back and forth as Mary delighted her with her tongue. Doug screamed out his cock was aching and in desperate need of release and his ass was sore but he was more excited then he could ever remember.

Michelle disconnected the strap on leaving it in Doug’s ass. She sat back on the desk holding Mary’s head against her quivering cunt. Mary’s tongue lapped at her pink wet hole darting over her hard bud and flicking wildly into her velvety depths all within Doug’s sight. Michelle locked her legs around Mary’s head her body shuddered violently in orgasmic release while Doug looked on his cock twitching, aching for release of his own.

“Okay Mary, you need to help Doug” Michelle said breathlessly, “I want you to jerk him off” she explained as she turned to line her ass up with Doug’s pulsating cock, “and aim it at my ass.” It didn’t take Mary long before she felt Doug tense she hesitated pointing his exploding cock at Michelle’s waiting ass the spurts of hot jism found their mark landing on the small of her back and running down the crack of her ass.

“Mary clean off his cock” Michelle said with authority, “and Doug, clean off my ass!”
Mary’s swallowed Doug’s cock as Michelle pressed her ass against Doug’s face forcing him to lick her clean. Michelle got dressed first and released Doug from his restraint. “The two of you can get dressed and get out of here” she advised “and don’t ever think you can fuck with me!”

The Observer

Finally it was dark! I couldn’t wait for 10PM to arrive. Because that was about the time my neighbor Stacy would light the many candles in her bedroom. She will have that steamy Jazz saxophone playing softly as she awaits the arrival of her husband. By now she would have completed her bath, and combed out her long blond hair. A bottle of fine wine will be in the chiller next to the bed, and even though the curtains of the sliding glass doors will be closed, I will still have a perfect view of the happenings from behind the arborvitae bush located at the corner of the patio that the glass doors provide access to. The bushes they planted for privacy will actually provide for my cover where I can clearly see by peering through the crack of the closed curtain that is formed at the corner of the door when drawn.

9PM. By now she should be lying in bed, perhaps reading while she waits for her lover, Bob, an airline pilot that flew a regularly scheduled flight and was often away, except on Wednesdays when he would always arrive about 10PM and Stacy would be waiting.
Stacy was a beautiful young woman perhaps 30 years old that worked as a physical trainer. Her body was firm, as she lived her job, always watching what she ate, and working out.

I wonder what she’s going to wear tonight. She always seemed to find new ways to please her man. I took my position behind the bush and as always I had a clear view! Stacy was there on the bed wearing red lace teddy and panties, garters holding up her red lace hose. She had on paten leather black boots with three inch spike heals. Her skin was creamy white and she wore ruby red lipstick. Her green eyes sparkled in the light of the flickering candle, and her fingernails, which seemed long for someone in her profession, were painted ruby red to match her thick ruby red lips.

But something was different tonight! She had already poured her wine and returned the glass to the night table after taking a sip. She began to slip out of the teddy exposing her firm breasts. She took an ice cube from the chiller and began circling her nipples with it. Then she began stroking them sliding her hands slowly up and down her belly and over her breasts occasionally she would capture her now erect nipples between her thumbs and fore fingers rolling and pulling them before again stroking her soft skin and squeezing her firm breasts.

I watched in awe of her beauty, my manhood pushing against the inside of my jeans and my thighs hot and tingling, my mind lost in fantasy. She reached over and took something off the nightstand and laid it beside her on the bed out of my view. Then she unhooked the garter and slid the red lace panties over her boots, revealing her firm muscular thighs and her clean-shaven pussy.

She picked the object off the bed holding in one hand while her other hand slid lightly up and down her belly and her thighs, then in between her legs, her fingers expertly spreading her lips and massaging her clitoris as she moaned softly.
I could see the vibrator in her other hand was a two pronged affair, with a small extension designed to stimulate her clit and a larger part designed to be inserted in side her. When she turned it on I saw the larger part rotating. It seemed to be made of marbles in the shape of a cone. I watched intently as she placed it inside her. Her feet on the bed and knees up at first then her knees fell off to the side on the bed opening her legs wider as if to give me an even better view! She was moaning loudly now, thrusting the vibrator in and out. Her pussy was glistening wet, her juices flowing freely as the muscles in her thighs flexed and contracted.

This was more than I could stand! My heart raced with excitement my legs wobbled and my loins began to burn as fresh blood was pumped to my now throbbing cock! I couldn’t stand it any longer! I ripped open my jeans, pulling them and my briefs down to my ankles and I began to stroke myself. I had never done this before! Normally I just watched, but now I imagined myself there with Stacy, her wanting pussy waiting for my anxious cock to be thrust inside her!

I must not have noticed how loud I moaned, lost in my fantasy of passion. I didn’t see Stacey had left the bed until suddenly the glass doors opened! There was no way for me to run with my pants down! I now had to face the embarrassment of being caught by my neighbor, a peeping tom! “Why don’t you come in Tim, isn’t it cold out here?” Stacy asked not even phased by my appearance. “But…but…” I stammered, you’re not going to call the police”? I asked? “Oh don’t be silly Tim!” she exclaimed. “But…but…what about your husband?” I asked. “Oh, he isn’t going to make it tonight, his flight got delayed”. “He suggested I ask you if you want to take his place for this evening.” She explained. “What!” But how did he know…” “Tim, “she interrupted “we know you’ve been watching us. We purposely left the curtain open in the corner so you could see!” “You see we enjoy being watched!”

I couldn’t believe my ears, not to mention my eyes! Stacy reached down to caress my still erect cock and began to lead me inside to the bedroom. “I hope you’re still horny Tim. I’m in need of a good hard fucking!” Stacy exclaimed as she lay me down on the bed her thick ruby red lips parted as she bent down towards my crotch.

Her green eyes were locked on mine as she held my throbbing cock gently in her hand her ruby red lips caressed the tip clamping around the head holding it in her warm wet mouth her tongue lightly flicked over the tip then she dragged her full red lips over the head sucking and pulling away. Tingles like electricity shot down my shaft to my balls and he groaned as he arched his back attempting to shove his anxious cock down Stacy’s throat. Stacy pulled back she was going to tease him until he begged! “Hold on there cowboy” Stacy ordered, “not so fast!”

She brought out some leather restraints tying my arms and legs apart to each of the bedposts. She straddled my chest as though she were ready to guide my aching cock into her hungry pussy my heart was pounding in anticipation as I anxiously eyed her swollen, wet, clean shaven, pussy lips and imagined them surrounding my eager member. Instead she took the vibrator from the night table kneeling above my lips she began to pleasure herself. I watched intently as she slid the toy in and out of her. I never wanted a woman as bad as I wanted Stacy now. Her thighs tensed, she screamed out, her cum flowed down her inner thighs while I watched bucking my hips, my eager cock aching for stimulation!
She turned placing her soaking wet pussy to my lips “Eat me” she moaned, “lick my cunt and make it good!” she exclaimed wriggling her pussy into my face. My tongue parted her swollen wet lips licking and flicking wildly up and down her slit pausing on her clit I nibbled and bit licked and sucked her bud, lapping up the sweet juices. Stacy was rolling her tongue around the head of my cock teasing me. I wanted her to take my cock deep into her mouth, or to have her slide it into her wet cunt or even her ass, jerk me off anything! I was blind with pent up passion my balls ached for release!

Stacy pressed her pussy hard against my mouth “Oh God! I’m cumming” she screamed rubbing her cunt against my mouth as I eagerly lapped up her nectar. I was pulling at the restraints, bucking my hips “Oh God!” I screamed, “Fuck me! Please fuck me!” Stacy said calmly “Beg me, say please mistress, please fuck me.” “Okay” I cried “Please mistress, please fuck me I beg you!” With that Stacy took my aching cock deep into her mouth. I felt the head pass her tonsils as she swallowed the entire shaft her full moist lips kissing my balls I arched my back and moaned in delight as she bobbed her head up and down her lips sliding over my head and then swallowing me again.

Her hands cupped my balls and she felt them begin to tense and she stopped immediately. She held her lips near the tip of my cock blowing her breath gently over it. “Don’t stop!” I cried. “Is that how you talk to your mistress?” she asked. “Beg, me!” she commanded. I was practically in tears as I cried, “Please, mistress Stacy, please fuck me, I’m begging you make me cum!” “Oh you’re such a good, obedient boy.” Stacy said. She held my throbbing cock in her hand facing me, watching my eyes, my expression as she took the head and slid it up and down along her salacious slit, rubbing her clit in small circles with it teasing me!

“Oh please mistress Stacy, please fuck me” I screamed tears beginning to form in my eyes “I beg you” I said desperately. She guided my anxious cock into her wet pink pussy. I felt the warmth surround my shaft, her muscles gripping me as she slowly dropped down on my member. I sighed in relief as she paused to rock back and forth rubbing her clit against the base of my cock buried deep inside her. She rose up slowly, pausing whit just the head of my hungry cock inside her I felt the lips of her pussy pull over the top and the cool air chill my dick. “I don’t hear you begging” Stacy said coyly. “Oh my God! I’m sorry my mistress, please fuck me I beg you!”

She guided me back inside her, slowly stroking my shaft I bucked arching my back wanting to move faster. “Beg for what you want Tim” Stacy teased. Please fuck me, mistress faster, please I beg you!” Stacy began sliding up and down. She was breathing rapidly as she bounced hard on my cock. I just kept screaming “Please!”…”Mistress!”…”Fuck me!”…”Harder!”… “I beg you!”…”faster!”

Stacy was screaming too. “Beg me, beg for it, beg me to fuck you” she cried out. I could feel her pussy tighten around me gripping and releasing, her body shaking as she threw her head back and screamed “Aiiieeee…I’m cumming!” I was bucking wildly under her, straining against the leather restraints my cock spasmed, washing her womb with eruptions of my milky muskiness, her convulsing cunt squeezing me of every last drop.
Stacy fell over onto my chest, my cock still inside her, our mingled juices spilling out of her onto my balls. Stacy seemed insatiable, and I wondered if she was done with me. What a lucky guy Bob was, but tonight it was I who was lucky! Even a blind squirrel occasionally finds a nut!

Blind Love

Like many couples that have been married for a long time, Tom felt his relationship with his wife Carla had grown a little stale. Oh, he still loved her without a doubt, but he felt as though something were missing, passion perhaps, because even though they still made love on occasion, it seemed as if they were just going through the motions.

Although Tom didn’t think of himself as anything special, he was actually quite handsome, in fact, many women considered him a stud! He was very proud of his body and worked very hard keeping himself in top shape. While no one would consider him a body builder, he had a well-defined muscular shape, with broad shoulders and chiseled chest that cut down to a 30-inch waist. He sported six-pack abs, well-defined biceps and calves and a tight round buttocks that often caught the eye of many a lady at the gym, and some of the men too. At six foot tall he wasn’t an imposing figure. He had dark black hair that was only beginning to show a few strands of gray in his sideburns. His hazel green eyes though stood out like beacons below his dark eyebrows and in conversation one was always drawn to his gaze.

In spite of this Tom never considered himself to be anything special. He really thought that all the women that flirted with him were just nice people and treated every body else the same way they treated him. Still, he could have had almost any woman he wanted if he realized his power over them. Yet, his wife didn’t seem to be paying the kind of attention to him he was used to or that some strangers did! To be fair, Tom seemed to be a little less interested as well and so it was understandable when his neighbor Jamie started behaving especially nice to him that he would fall prey to her suggestive advances, and it wasn’t long before they were involved in a torrid affair.

On this night Carla had called Tom to tell him she would have to work late tonight. She was scheduled to attend a conference call with China and the time difference made it necessary to communicate with the factory at nine PM EST, so she would attend dinner with her colleagues and return to the office to resolve the latest issues with their product.

Carla was an attractive woman with long chestnut hair with a healthy shine. She was rather tall at 5 foot 8 inches and though a size ten she was well proportioned and still turned heads. Her light brown eyes almost matched the color of her hair and a bright ready smile called attention to her pretty face and invited smiles from passers by.

Now she thought about her lover while conversation swirled around her in the conference room. She was well aware that her relationship with Tom was strained and in need of a spark, but was it up to her to fix it? Why couldn’t Tom take the initiative? She longed for the passion they shared when they first met and she was tired of catering to his needs, after all she had needs too, what about her needs? She wondered if Tom was having an affair and perhaps that was why when they made love it seemed as though they were performing a love scene in a show that ran three times a day and five nights a week, always starting and ending at the same time, mechanical, rehearsed, and without spontaneity or variety.

Maybe it was her fault she thought, perhaps the passion she shared with her lover took all that she had and left nothing for Tom. She thought about her lover’s soft moist lips softly caressing her own. The gentle entwining of tongues exploring each other’s hot anxious mouth. Her heart began beating faster at just the thought! She felt the fingers cupping her breasts, smooth skin lightly tracing her areolas and erect nipples, followed by the darting of eager tongue and lips sending shivers down her spine. “Carla!” Bob said for the third time breaking the spell, “It looks like China is having phone problems, we’ll have to try this again tomorrow.” Carla was elated at the unexpected opportunity suddenly presented to her.

Tom was delighted to have another chance to be with Jamie and called her as soon as he hung up with Carla. Jamie was more than happy to come by since her plans for the evening had been cancelled. She was a single young woman and enjoyed having some time alone, but hated when she wasn’t planning on it, to have it thrust upon her and happily accepted Tom’s invitation to stop by. Jamie was a beautiful woman and never had a problem getting a date. She was a blond haired curvaceous beauty with eyes as blue as a clear winter’s sky and large firm breasts that even braless stood high on her chest.

Tom greeted her at the door with a glass of chilled white wine. He didn’t want to waste too much time and was intent on getting right down to business, he took Jamie by the hand and lead her to the bedroom where the stereo played softly and candles served to light the room. “Let me help you get comfortable.” Tom said taking Jamie’s glass and setting it on the night table. He moved behind her taking her by the shoulders and kissed her lightly on the neck as he slid the zipper down on her pink sundress. She crooked her head closing her eyes and imagined it was the lips of her lover caressing her soft skin.

The dress fell to the floor in a heap revealing Jamie’s beautiful figure. She stood with her arms crossed over her braless chest white thigh highs held up by a white lace garter that framed her clean-shaven panty-less pussy. Tom took a second to savor her beauty before lifting her in his strong arms and placing her on the bed. He stood over her scanning her body as he undressed, his cock already erect with anticipation. He climbed on top of her pressing his mouth against hers parting her lips and probing her mouth with his tongue while his hands explored her curves brushing lightly over her nipples.

Jamie closed her eyes and moaned softly at his touch. She imagined the hands to be those of her lover’s the lips and tongue weren’t Tom’s but her lover’s lips and her pussy became moist at the thought and her nipples began to harden. She could feel Tom’s hardon between her legs, the throbbing head poking at the entrance to ecstasy and she reached down surrounding the thick shaft with her soft hands stroking him gently. Tom moaned in delight at her touch, a different touch than Carla’s, and that very thought excited him further causing his cock to twitch, he was more anxious than ever to thrust his teeming timber inside her twitching twat.

“Tom!” screamed Carla. She stood in the doorway to their bedroom looking at Tom’s bare ass not aware yet of who was under him in her bed. Tom swung his head around and jumped up out of bed pushing down on his erection that suddenly began retreating rapidly from its solid state. “Carla? What are you doing here?” asked Tom in surprise. “I live here, remember?” Carla said dryly. She turned to face the object of her husband’s affections. “Jamie? How could you?” asked Carla in a tone of disappointment. “I can explain…” started Tom. “Shut the fuck up Tom!” Carla shouted interrupting his attempt to explain the unexplainable. “I missed you Carla” Jamie said, “I missed you so much and when you called to say you had to work late I was so upset” Jamie went on tears beginning to well up in her beautiful blue eyes. “I missed you too.” Carla said, “Sitting in the conference room waiting all I could think about was your soft moist lips exploring my body, your soft skin touching mine, but why Tom?”

“Being with Tom reminded me of you” Jamie began as Carla was unbuttoning her blouse and slipping out of her skirt. “His taste, his smell, reminded me of you, and being in your bed made me think of our time together making love” Jamie continued tears streaming down her face. Carla was naked now and climbed into bed taking Jamie in her arms she began kissing the tears off her cheeks. “It’s alright Jamie, I love you so much!” Carla exclaimed. “I love you too!” cried Jamie. They held each other tightly their lips kissing each other’s face before coming together slowly in a deep passionate kiss. Their breasts pressed against each other the motion of their bodies stimulating each other’s nipples.

Tom was standing in shocked awe his now flaccid cock hanging limply behind his hands. What the hell just happened he thought? He watched as the two women began making love. His thoughts of guilt, shame and embarrassment began to fade away and he was becoming excited again at the sight of his wife and her lover pleasuring each other.

Carla and Jamie were enveloped in passion. They were taking turns pleasuring each other’s breasts. Carla’s tongue flicking over Jamie’s erect nipple before taking it between her moist eager lips and sucking it into her hot mouth stiffening her tongue and massaging it while Jamie held her head against her moaning her hands explored the insides of her upper thighs her fingers sliding up and down the outside of Carla’s swollen and moist pussy lips. Jamie would then respond in kind nibbling on Carla’s swollen sensitive breasts while Carl’s fingers slid enticingly over her clit.

Tom sat back in the chair and watched in amazement unaware that he was stroking his stroking his now erect cock. Jamie and Carla had turned now into the sixty-nine position. Each of them stroking the other’s clit with their tongues, sucking and nibbling the hard bud as their moans filled the room, Stiffened tongues darting inside the pink wet fire as they savored the nectar of each. They squirmed and bucked pressing quivering cunts against lustful lips before fingers fucked fond folds driving into pink depths of delirium while screams of joy were stifled convulsing clits.

They could see Tom sitting in the chair biting his lip and stroking his cock violently, his eyes locked on the two men making love in his bed and this image served to excite the women further. They were thrusting fingers in and out of each other in time with Tom’s strokes as their mouths pleasures their clits. Carla was ready, her eyes rolled in back of her head as she felt Jamie’s pussy pulsating and felt the moans of her release vibrating on her clit she screamed “OHHHHH AAAAIIIEEEE I’m CUMMMIINNG!” Jamie’s body was shaking as she came again and again the taste of her love filled her mouth as she moaned in ecstasy. Tom threw his head back and closed his eyes he had been resisting his own release but could no longer hold off. Jets of jism shot up into the air forming islands of cum from his chest down to his cock. He was breathing heavy his heart racing as he watched the two women take each other tightly into wrapped arms kissing sweetly. Tom suddenly realized he didn’t belong. He grabbed a towel from the bathroom wiped himself off got dressed and headed out for the gym, the two women held each other in loving arms relishing the afterglow.

Those Who Wait

Greg sat at the bar of the dance club nursing his beer. A lot had happened since his separation from Jill. Jill had been having an affair with a friend of their mutual friends. Greg had found out that this had been going on for some time. On the nights he was playing basketball Jill was visiting their friends, at least that is what she told Greg, when he reality she was meeting a man introduced to her by their friends and fucking him silly!

Greg was feeling betrayed by his friends. That they allowed this to go on behind his back really bothered him. Worse was his discovery of his best friend Jeff screwing Jill in his own home! It was bad enough that his wife Jill had betrayed him, but that all of the people that he thought were his friends betrayed him too. He could deal with the betrayal by his wife, after all their marriage was in trouble from the start and hadn’t improved with time. Greg even felt as though he deserved it, wasn’t he was also cheating on Jill?

Greg was feeling alone. Indeed he was alone thrust back into the “singles” scene without a friend he could trust. Sure there was always Jackie, but she wasn’t really a friend. Sex with Jackie was a certainty and provided some comfort at least until she asked for the inevitable “loan” or some other favor like fixing her car. Greg wasn’t judging her, but he began to feel like she was a prostitute and really didn’t have any feelings for him, hardly someone you could call a friend.

Greg drained his beer, got up and headed for the bathroom squeezing his way through the happy crowd. He quickly drained his bladder and headed back to the bar. He noticed a tall blond girl wriggling in the crowd and though now would be a good time to try out one of his pick up lines. “God, it’s been so long since I’ve done this!” he thought. He brushed past the front of blond girl and in a loud voice asked “If I told you, you had a nice body, would you hold it against me?” “Fuck off creep!” was her kind reply and Greg rushed to the safety of the bar.

He found a seat next to a group of girls laughing, singing and downing shots. “I’ll have what they’re having” Greg shouted to the bartender, “and get these ladies another round” he added. “Thank you !” Patty gushed. “This is Debbie, Kim and Caren,” she said pointing to each of her friends. “Caren’s getting married next week,” “woo hoo” she screamed raising their glasses and downing their shots of Grey Goose before sucking their sugar coated lemons. Greg downed his shot too, delighted to be a part of a happy celebration he smiled broadly “Congratulations! Another round please” he shouted.

Patty was a tall young woman with long blond hair tied back in a ponytail. She had eyes like round green saucers, which were complimented by her slinky red dress that reached down to the tops of her shapely thighs. Debbie was a petite girl with a round face and dark mysterious eyes that dared to be explored. She had small breasts with nipples clearly visible through her brown satin halter. Kim had light brown hair and soft curls that fell on bare shoulders. Her ample breasts were restrained with a strapless lace bra visible just over the top of her green tube top. Caren had long straight blond hair with red and light brown highlights that reached to the middle of her back and curled under her breasts. She wore a black cocktail dress with a plunging neckline that invited ones eyes to peak down and admire her charms. Suddenly, Greg realized he couldn’t keep from smiling, his broad grin was frozen on his face!

In a short time Greg was totally drunk, as were his newfound friends. The five of them were dancing rubbing against each other bumping into others on the dance floor and singing. They passed Greg around taking turns with him for the slower numbers, squeezing his tight firm buns and returning to the bar for shots in between.

Last call was an hour ago and it was time to go. The girls had rented a limo for the evening and offered to take Greg home. Well actually it was more like they had to drag him home. They loaded Greg in the limo and in a slurred voice he directed the driver to his house. Having arrived the girls could see that Greg was going to need some help so they carried him to the door helped him inside and dropped him on the bed.

“We can’t leave him like this”, Patty said, “let’s get him undressed.” Patty began to unbutton his shirt Debbie undid his belt and zipper Kim and Debbie teamed up to pull off his pants, lifting his ass and yanking the legs. Caren helped Patty lift him so she could remove his shirt. Greg lay in bed singing, “Let’s get it on” in just his boxers, the head of his rather large cock almost poking out of one leg. The girls stood admiring Greg’s body. He was quite fit though not muscular. “You know”, said Patty, “this could be Caren’s last chance to have another man before she’s married. Debbie, help me with these boxers.”

“That’s a pretty good looking cock don’t you think Caren?” Patty asked. “I don’t know” said Caren, “I think Bill’s is bigger.” “That’s because it isn’t hard yet” said Debbie taking Greg’s flaccid cock in her hand and bending over and surrounding the bulbous head with her soft moist lips. “Oh My God!” giggled Caren. “I can’t believe you just did that” screamed Kim. “Come on we all know Debbie is a slut.” Patty laughed, “let’s see how he kisses.” She bent over placing her lips lightly against Greg’s. Greg moaned parting his lips his tongue caressing Patty’s in a gentle but passionate dance, the tip of his tongue probing all the surfaces of Patty’s eager mouth. Debbie warm moist lips were stroking only the head of Greg’s cock slipping it in and out of her mouth. His flaccid member had swollen engorged with blood and was standing tall and thick.

“On My”, sighed Caren, “I think his cock is bigger than Bills!” “Oh and his kiss is more than adequate” Patty added. “Let me see!” shouted Kim. She was on the opposite side of Greg across from Patty when she pressed her anxious lips against Greg’s kissing him so deeply she practically gagged him. Patty was sucking on his nipple and biting his firm chest. “Hey!” Caren shouted, “I’m the bride to be I got to have some of this”. She knelt opposite of Debbie clutching Greg’s glistening shaft her tongue darted up and down the member meeting Debbie’s mouth at the tip. The two girls tongues traced each other lips and flicked wildly over each other’s tongue with Greg’s pulsating member in between.

Patty and Kim were tongue kissing each other and Greg at the same time. Greg was moaning in ecstasy. Caren’s pussy was becoming wet her nipples were hard and she was anxious to have that marvelous member thrusting inside her. She pulled the dress over her head and kicked off her panties. Debbie wanted a piece of this too, she slipped out of her halter peeling off her jeans and panties in one motion. “Me first” Caren screamed. “Okay, no rush” said Debbie brushing Caren’s long blond hair away from her breasts holding her face and kissing her passionately. They each slid a hand down over each other’s moist mound, Their fingers parting swollen anxious pussy lips probed their respective slits massaging the hard button below the moist folds.

Patty and Kim quickly shed their clothing. Patty Straddled Greg’s face, sliding her moist pussy lips over his mouth. Kim straddled Greg’s chest taking Patty in her arms, pressing their breasts together and kissing passionately tongues twirling slowly and light around as they mover their swollen nipples against each other brushing the sensitive tips goose bumps of pleasure rising on their soft skin.

Greg was moaning in delight. Patty’s pussy was dripping it’s pleasure onto Greg’s lips his tongue reacting as if by instinct snaked out and flicked against her clit, her moans captured by Kim’s hungry open mouth. Caren straddled Greg’s massive cock while Debbie kissed her breasts. Caren guided Greg inside her gently, slowly, allowing the pussy to capture and caress the bulbous head and inch down his glistening shaft. She gasped as his thickness spread her open the mushroom head pressing against her womb. She sat there for a moment feeling the hot throbbing cock inside her and Debbie’s eager mouth sucking and biting her nipples.

Caren’s cunt was quivering. She began rising up and down on Greg slowly at first. Debbie was behind Caren now, her tongue darting over Caren’s ass lapping up the juices dripping down Greg’s shaft onto his balls. She was hold Caren’s breasts pulling the nipples and guiding her up and down motions Caren was screaming “Oh my God! Oh My God! I’m cuming I’m fucking cumming!”

Patty had her pussy pressed against Greg’s face. She was rocking wildly on his mouth rubbing her bud hard against his chin as his tongue lapped up her sweet nectar. The sight of Caren and Debbie and Kim’s eager kisses sucking and biting her nipples was driving her crazy, but watching Caren’s body shudder and spasm was too much her pussy tightened and convulsed waves of orgasmic release spread out from her pleasure center to her hips making her buck wildly as she screamed. Kim and Patty reversed position. Kim’s pussy was already soaking wet and she was anxious to reach the heights of pleasure she witnessed of her friends. Patty was more than happy to help her get there.

Debbie was now straddling Greg’s thick cock but she wasn’t so gentle. She liked it rough and having to have to wait for it made her that much more desirous. She mounted Greg in the opposite direction of Caren with her back towards his head so she could use his raised knees for support. She dropped herself right down hard on his cock slamming her ass against his balls with great force that he gasped the sound muffled by Kim’s pussy as it rocked on his face. Caren was nibbling the back of Debbie’s neck as she went to town practically jumping up and down on Greg’s spear. She had one hand on his balls. She would make sure he wouldn’t cum until she was ready! She was ridding him hard slamming down against him and then rocking forward and back rubbing her clit hard against his shaft when she fell his balls tense she would stop rise up and grip his shaft at the bottom tightly with two fingers until he eased and then she would continue.

Kim was leaning forward now rubbing her clit wildly on Greg’s chin. Patty was behind her now holding her hip with one hand and fingering her sweet hole with the other. Her moans were filling the room as she watched Debbie assaulting Greg’s cock. Caren was now in front of Debbie holding her ass while she rocked her bud on Greg’s cock Caren’s tongue darted over Greg’s balls tasting her juices. Debbie was ready her pussy tightened gripping Greg’s shaft “Oh…Oh …Fuck…Fuck…Fuck me mother fucker! Aaaiiieee!” She screamed as Greg burst into her. Her body bucked wildly her pussy gripping and releasing his thick member shudders swept over her from her convulsing pussy out to her hips and up to her shoulders, the sight of Caren lapping up her cum intensified the orgasm.

Kim was wriggling her ass pushing back against Patty’s fingers, Oh…oh….oh… uhh…
I’m…. oh….ahhhhhhhh…she moaned her body shook her thighs felt like they were on fire waves of heat flooded out over her hips and beyond as her cum fell onto Greg’s face, she collapsed onto his belly as Patty extracted her fingers placing them one by one in her mouth savoring Kim’s sweetness. It had been a hell of a bachelorette party and the limo driver was waiting it was time to go.

Greg woke up the next morning wondering what had happened to him. He had a terrific headache, his balls were aching and his mouth felt like a glazed donut. He had vague memories of sharing drinks with pretty young ladies at the bar. He remembered dancing and hollering, but he couldn’t remember how he got home. Images flashed in his mind of the girls from the bar engaging him in pleasures of the flesh, but were these memories or was it drunken dreams? He vowed never to drink like that again!