You have to give me
permission
To
do what?
What ever it is you are
about to ask me to do.
I
don’t know what you are talking about.
Yes you do. You are about to ask for a favor, I can feel
it.
Why
would I do that?
Because you husband is
out of town and
you are wearing your yellow dress.
What
does that have to do with anything?
You never wear panties
under that dress.
How
do you know that?
Because he told me.
He
What?
He told me. He tells me a lot of things. He likes to brag.
About
what?
About how hot you are,
how good you are in bed
What
else?
He tells me how much he
misses you when you are gone.
Does
he, you know…. While I’m gone?
Cheat on you? No.
That’s
not what I meant.
Be specific.
Does
he, you know (imitates masturbation motions)
No, strangely enough,
he doesn’t. That’s why
he’s always at the gym when you call him.
Maybe
that’s why he’s losing weight. (Laughter)
Do you?
What? I’m not going to tell.
Yes you are. Do you masturbate while you are on the road?
Does
my answer matter?
It does to me.
Why?
Because I like thinking
about you doing it.
Doing
what? (sarcastically) Be Specific.
I like thinking about
you masturbating, naked, spread, wet,
on a hotel bed, cumming, cumming again, and then,
spreading the slippery wet on your nipples as you play with them.
Oh.
My
What’s wrong? Didn’t you like my answer?
Why
are you suddenly standing so close to me?
I didn’t move, you did.
No
I didn’t, that would be inappropriate.
(Laughing) That is exactly
what you are.
I
don’t want to be. I want to be a good
girl.
Will you be “my” good
girl?
I
hate that phrase.
Why?
Because
I’m not a girl.
What are you?
A
woman.
What kind of woman?
A
lonely woman.
Lonely? I thought you two were pretty “active.”
Not
enough
Be specific
You
like that phrase, don’t you?
Yes. I like it when
people use words.
What
kind of words?
Accurate words. Honest
words.
What
do you want me to say?
You can say anything
you want. I don’t direct anything.
Seriously? That’s not what I’ve heard.
Heard? From who?
People
Which people.
Will
you get mad at her?
No
Promise?
Promise. I put no restrictions
on anyone. Including you.
Feel free to share
what you want with whomever you want.
Even
him?
Him who?
Even
my husband?
Is this something you
want to share with him?
Kind
of.
Does he know you are here?
No.
Why did you hide it
from him?
He’s my best friend.
That’s
just it, isn’t it? You are best friends,
you work together, what if this goes badly?
Will it?
Will
you fuck off with all the questions?
You really aren’t that deep, you know.
I don’t need to be
deep, just honest,
open, and with full consent.
She
told that consent is like a kink for you.
It is, in a way. I like to hear my partners ask for things,
specific things.
I don’t want any misunderstandings,
accusations,
or bad feelings.
What
if I feel bad afterward?
That is up to you, but
it will never be because
I pressured you into anything.
Like
what?
Ah, see, very
tricky. I’m not in the lead here.
I am in charge, but not in the lead, do you
understand?
I
think so.
Nothing will happen
that I don’t want to have happen,
but nothing will happen unless you ask for it.
And see, now? You’ve taken another step closer.
Shall I set your drink down?
Yes,
thank you, it was delicious. What was in
it?
No alcohol, if you are
asking.
No intoxicant, no drugs,
just clear-headed
decision making.
I
don’t think I’m thinking very clearly right now.
Then should we stop? Watch
TV?
Discuss the Old Testament?
(Laughter)
No,
but maybe some music.
Something slow?
Slow
and sad or slow and sexy.
They are frequently
both. True. How about this?
I
like it, thanks.
You’ll have to take off
your heels,
you are beautiful, but too tall for me.
You
like it when I wear them.
How do you know?
You
smile at me in church.
I smile at many people at
church,
I’m happy to be there.
Especially
since you have seen so many of us naked.
Horrible scandalous rumors.
I say.
Sometimes I close my eyes.
Dance
with me.
You smell wonderful,
and yes,
I love you in your heels, but you fit so nicely
into my arms without them.
Hold
me closer.
Tiny Dancer?
Yes,
hold me tight. It feels nice
Yes, it does, doesn’t
it?
Let’s
just enjoy the music for a bit, eh?
That would be lovely….
Oh,
I love this song.
So does my wife, they
played it her sister’s wedding.
Can
we not talk about her tonight?
My wife’s little
sister?
(Laughter)
No, your wife
Why not?
Am
I betraying her?
No.
Does
she know I’m here?
She knows I’m with a
friend. She never asks for names.
Does
she mind?
No, we discussed it
early on, her idea really,
caught me quite by surprise.
Do
you two…?
Do we what? You know the rules?
Do
you and your wife have sex anymore?
On special occasions.
Like
what?
The return of Halley’s
Comet, the orbit of Pluto, those special days.
I’m
sorry
Do not be. I have
friends.
Like
me?
Yes Dear, like you.
Spin
me.
Like this?
(Laughter)
Well, I proved my
assumption
Which
one.
That you don’t wear
panties under this dress.
No,
I never do
Why not?
Because
I don’t have to.
(Kiss)
That was lovely
(Kiss
with a hint of tongue, teasingly bringing our mouths together)
Touch
me
Where?
Do
I have to tell you everything?
For now, yes. Keeps us both safe.
Touch
my ass.
You’ve been going to
the gym?
Squeeze
harder.
Wonderful
Both
hands
Even better.
Spread
me.
Ohhhh, I like that.
Me
too….
Kiss
me
(kiss)
Kiss
me like you kiss Haley
(deeper
kissing)
Do
you fuck her?
Who?
Haley.
Does that matter/
Yes.
Why?
I
want to know what she likes
Why?
You
know.
Tell me
Because
I want to fuck her too.
Really? I assumed you already had.
Why?
Because of how she
looks at you.
I
know, it’s quite a rush.
Have you kissed her?
Not
like this
(Hard,
passionate kissing)
I don’t want tonight to
be about her.
Tonight is about you, us, right now, right here.
(I
bite her neck)
Yesssss.
Whispering - What
do you want?
Put
your hands under my dress
Your skin is flawless
Spread
me
Wider
Harder
Yessss, you are catching
on.
Touch
me
Catching
herself
Touch
me deep.
Like this?
Fuck
yes… he never touches me there.
He never touches this tight
Gasp
Little
Gasp
Hole?
No,
never, push hard, I want to feel it.
Inside?
Yes
Yes,
please
How far?
All
the way
Like this?
Yes, yes, yes, please. That feels so good.
Do you play with your ass
when you are alone?
Yes, all
the time.
Does he know?
He thinks
it’s dirty
I do not.
Kiss me while it’s
inside?
(Her mouth opens and is ravenous. I press deeper
inside her, feeling the tightness and warmth. She quivers and bites my tongue.)
Oh
fuck.
Do you like my finger in
your ass?
YES! Deeper!
As you wish…
Knuckles
deep, she begins to buckle and gasp for air.
Are you cumming?
Yes! May I
Then cum
Her
body falls into my arms, and I hold her, still penetrating, thrusting, filling
her up in a way her husband never would.
Tragic really,
She’s perfect.
Oh, fuck fuck, that
feels so good.
I’m glad you liked it.
Now, catch your breath, and follow me.
Where?
Just Follow
On
the far side of the room is a small bathroom with the appropriate supplies
What’s
all this for?
Cleanliness is next to
godliness and prevents all sorts of problems.
May I wash your hands for you?
Yes, that would be nice.
The
warm water runs over our hands as she pumps soap into our palms and rubs them
together.
Will you remember this when we are done,
Or
do you force yourself to forget
I
dry my hands and cup her face.
I remember everything.
I
need to pee.
OK
Can I have some privacy?
No.
What do you mean, ‘No.’
Just that, no. Here, I’ll lift the lid for you.
And you are just going to stand there?
No, I’m going to watch.
Why?
Because I like it.
She
sits and lifts the yellow dress up over her hips.
I kneel in front of her.
Really?
Yes, Really. Breathe deeply,
relax.
I’m
trying.
With
gentle pressure, I spread her legs.
Interesting
What?
I always imagined you waxed.
He likes the landing strip.
Hmm
And
what do you mean,
“I always imagined you waxed”?
Do you think about me?
Constantly
Do you masturbate when you think of me?
Constantly
What’s your favorite scenario?
You call me and ask if you
can use my back yard
to “work on your tan, because you know I work
from home and my wife is in the office.
The
flow starts, warm and yellow, I spread her knees further.
I promise you privacy but
come to the kitchen sink
for a drink and you are laying out in your green bikini,
my favorite, you notice me, and ask for a drink.
Her
flow continues and I see her breathing quicken.
I give you a drink, but it spills
Her
flow stops.
I
take 4 squares of toilet paper and pat her lips dry.
OH!
Thank
you?
Good hygiene is essential
Then what happens?
That can wait.
I
offer my hand, and she takes it and stands.
That
was interesting
Good
But I’m still a little
damp
And?
Wipe
me
I
reach for the toilet paper
She
blocks my hand
With
your fingers
Please say it
Wipe my lips clean, touch me.
Yes.
Aahhh, you are so wet, so
perfectly wet
Taste
it.
So sweet
Again
Not here
Why
not?
The couch is better
I said touch
me.
She
holds my wrist and guides me between her thighs.
Wipe
it all up.
Front to back, back to front, I’m so wet.
You are amazing
Penetrate
me
Ask again
Put your fingers inside me.
Again
Fuck
me!
My
fingers slip inside without any resistance, her smooth walls envelope my fingers
and I feel her clench around
Feed
them to me.
I
put my fingers in her mouth, and she tastes herself for the first time
Is
this how Haley tastes?
This is how you taste,
and it’s perfectly you.
She
pulls away, smiling, placing her hands on my shoulders to create distance.
Stay
here.
Why?
Because
Why?
Trust
me.
She
leaves the bathroom
My
cock strains against my slacks and I see a growing wet spot.
COME
OUT!
She
is standing in the middle of the room, naked, hands on hips.
Her
breasts are more spectacular than imagined
Her
landing strip groomed to perfection
A
long thin glistening bead runs down her inner thigh.
Well?
I
step toward her and kneed in front of her,
desperate to taste her fully.
No,
stay up.
OK
She
undresses me quickly but with practices hands
I
want you to see me in the light,
undressed, naked, all yours, not hiding,
no excuses, no justifications,
just two beautiful people naked and together.
You are beautiful
Look
at me.
I am
Tell me what you
see
I see my friend, naked,
beautiful, wet.
More
I see beautiful nipples that have fed two wonderful children. A hint of stretch marks as evidence of your motherhood, your fertility, your breeding. I see an ass that has inspired a thousand fantasies and even more orgasms. I see a friend who is about to suck my cock, a body I’m about to fuck, a woman who’s about to orgasm.
More
What do I see? What do I see? I see youth, energy, arousal. I see a wonderful mother, a shrewd businesswoman, a good boss, a wonderful friend. I see need and longing and love and unmet passion and I see love, friendship, desire, and bravery for being here with me.
She pulls our naked bodies together.
What
do you feel?
I feel my chest,
your hair,
your breasts on my skin,
your nipples hard,
I feel my blood pulsing.
I
feel the tip of your cock on my stomach,
dripping, aching, slippery May I taste
it?
Please use the words.
May I taste your
cock?
Yes, please
Don’t beg.I want this too.
With
a smooth motion, she kneels and takes me into her mouth.
Her
tongue swirls around the swollen head, teasing, tasting, sucking.
I
want you to cum
We’ve just started!
CUM, now, in my mouth
Her
mouth engulfs me
I
see her hand pinching hard at her nipples, then harder, tugging, pulling
Then
it drifts between her legs and strums her clit in hard need.
(Muffled) – CUM!
I
don’t hold back.
FUCK!
I
feel my sac constrict and the inevitable rush of pleasure begins
I’m going to cum
She
looks up at me, making eye contact, and nods her head.
I
reach down and feel her breasts in my hands, holding, caressing, squeezing.
She
buries my cock deep in her throat, then gasps, coming up for air.
CUM!
Her
mouth goes back on me, her tongue swirling the tip.
I
thrust deeper but she holds me at bay and I understand.
I
cum.
Buckets,
shot after shot, my head swirls,
I can barely keep my feet,
her hands has an
iron grip on my sac
and she keeps me from pulling out
until I am
spent,
drained,
happy,
exhausted.
I
stagger backward and fall on to the couch.
She crawls over on her hands and knees,
licking her lips, tasting all of
my cum,
until she swallows, smiles,
and opens her mouth for me to see.
We
kiss.
THANK YOU! Thank you, thank you.
That was perfect.
It was amazing.
She
kisses me again and climbs up on the couch.
Her
bare skin is radiant, sweaty, glistening.
She
leans back on the arm of the couch, letting me, begging me to look at her.
That
was perfect…..
She
leans back and spreads her legs wide, her lips open, and she smiles again.
Perfect
for round one.
