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Sherry and her husband meet for dinner at
Rumours Café where things get hot between them. At the dinner table Ryan is
swept up in the hotness of the moment and slips his fingers into his wife
rocking her body to an orgasm. As the moment continues to heat up, he takes her
to the men’s washroom and drives her home to another crashing orgasm. On their
way out of the hotel which houses the café, they bump into the art instructor,
Paul, and Sherry becomes nervous. Introductions are short as Paul heads into
the hotel with his arms around a tall beauty. At home Ryan notices the missing
side view mirrors and questions Sherry about them, it is here the story
I turned and wrapped my arms
around his neck. My throat was tight and I feared if I said anything I would
give myself away. His eyes were questioning and his body was stiff.
“What happened to your car Sherry?” he asked
once more. Nonchalantly, I turned to the car and sighed. “That? That happened
at the old Dutch Market earlier today.”
“What were you doing in that neighbourhood?” he asked, his forehead crinkling up as he
raised his eyebrows. I sometimes forget how much older than me he was and how
much more experience he had; maybe that is why he has been able to read me all
“I heard there was a store there that sold
sexy lingerie straight out of Brazil, the kind those Brazilian girls wear at
the strip club down town,” I lied, relying on something I heard in the mall
about a store on the top floor.
“But you shouldn’t be in areas like that; you
know how dangerous they are and the sort of people who live in those…” I cut
him short; with his tongue taken up he couldn’t continue to rant. I kissed him ravenously,
with my arms wrapped tightly around his neck as he wrapped his around my waist
and pulled me in close. He was just about to pick me up when his phone went off.
He tried to pull away to answer it but I pulled him back in, tightening my
grasp and kissing him more intensely. However, the phone didn’t stop but
continued to ping. He pulled away again. “Leave it,” I said.
“I can’t,” he retorted as he took it out and
I was furious; steam was
probably emanating from my ears as I stood there in our garage and watched him
walk past me into the house. I sighed deeply and decided not to be the usual
me, instead of sulking or being angry over it, I headed upstairs. I passed him
at the kitchen counter and rubbed my body against him; he was listening to
someone on the other end intently and watched me from the side of his eye. I
stopped at the door to the stairs that led from the kitchen to the upstairs bedroom
and licked my lips as I curled my fingers in front of me beckoning him. He
looked at me and closed his eyes, letting out a heavy breath. I turned and
I eased my body out of the
red dress and watched my reflection in the mirror. Dressed in lingerie that I
bought from the Brazilian store; a low cut lacey panty with no crutch and a
bikini lacey bra. I went to the box still sitting on the vanity top and took
out the lace neck band and clipped it around my neck. I slipped on the knee
high stockings and clipped on the straps attaching it to the panties. Then I
slipped my red shoes back on and quickly lit a few candles around the room.
When I heard his footsteps
coming up the stairs I stood at the foot of the bed, my feet spread apart and my hands
on my hips. He came through the door and stopped, running his hands through his
curly hair and biting his bottom lip. I smiled at him and took a step towards
him when he said, “I am so sorry honey.”
I stopped and tilted my head at him,
“I have to go in to the office, Barry said
that the accounts aren’t balancing and the audit starts tomorrow,” his eyes
were pleading as he spoke.
“Audit?” I asked.
“I told you we were being audited by Inland
Revenue, so we hired a private firm to do the audits for us first over the
weekend so we could be prepared for Inland Revenue next week.”
I dropped on the edge of the bed and sighed;
he hadn’t mentioned this before.
“Why would Inland Revenue want to audit us,
did we not pay our taxes, declare the right amounts, what? Why?” I asked, as my
head seemed to be swirling around in circles.
“I promise to tell you everything when I
return, for now Barry needs me to go over some figures with him,” he didn’t
move to me to comfort me, he stood by the door and when I looked up with tears
in my eyes, it seemed to send him through the door faster.
I fell on the bed fighting
that feeling that wanted to overtake me. I blinked back the tears and listened
as his car left. I had a lot of high hopes for tonight and now they were all
down the drain. I picked up my phone and went through the directory, I needed
to talk to someone, I needed to feel better, I wasn’t going to be this
emotional wreck all the time. I dialed Alaine’s number, she was the closest
thing I had to a friend, maybe talking things through with someone else would
make me feel better. Her phone rang and went to voicemail. I didn’t leave a
message, it was almost 11pm, she was probably fast asleep. I continued to
skimmed through the contacts and realized I had no one else to rely on. If
Cathy was around I would call her and chat, just listening to her voice
sometime made me feel better, but that wasn’t an option. I went on to the
blackberry messenger and looked for her at least there I could send her a
message. Her status said asleep. I couldn’t disturb her either.
I fidgeted with the
blackberry for awhile, going through my contacts and their updates. Then I changed
my status. Before it had read, “new beginnings,” I sighed and changed it to a
sad face. Then I plopped the phone on the bed and headed for my bag with art
supplies. I was going to draw something, anything; I needed to let the
frustration out. As I plopped the pad on my lap and reached for the bedside
lamp to turn it on, my phone pinged.
I checked the message, “Why the sad face?”
I didn’t know what to say; I looked at the
phone as though the devil had left it there for me and rested it back on the
bed. I began to draw a woman’s body, round and plump with lots of curves when
the phone pinged again, “Come on Sher, talk to me, I am your friend,” from Paul
“Thanks for your concern, but I am fine, just
one of those nights,” I typed and pressed the send button.
“Where is hubby?’ he asked. I didn’t want to
answer, I felt as though he was mocking me, but for some reason I didn’t
control what I did around this man.
“Left for office,” I replied
“Really, after the way you looked tonight?
Hard to believe. Must be something really important then.”
“It is.” I defended, not sure myself whether
it was or not.
“You home alone then?” he asked
I didn’t reply, I set the phone down again
and continued to draw. Nothing was coming out right though. The woman’s head
was larger than her body, her breasts were lopsided; one bigger than the other,
her waist was wider than her hips, her thighs were skinny, impossible that
those legs could hold up the body I drew on top. She appeared as one of those
cartoons from the funny columns in the newspaper.
Just then the phone pinged again, “I am at
the front door, open for me.”
I stared at the walls and felt frozen in
place. I looked around the room wildly. Then, forgetting how I was dressed, I
moved to the window and looked downstairs. He was standing below looking up at
the window, our eyes were locked on each other and I felt that trance he seemed
to always work on me, take over. I moved to the door and down the steps, I
stopped at the mirror by the door and checked my face and hair and then I
pulled the door open. Standing on the other side was Paul and his tall Indian
beauty. She smiled and looked me up and down, and Paul did the same and then I
remembered that I was still dressed in my lingerie. I gasped and almost closed
the door back, but Paul put his hand forward stopping the door as they walked
look very hot,” he said as he kissed me on the cheek and walked past. The girl
smiled and said, “indeed,” and she too followed Paul into the living room. She
was very tall about 5’ 9” with long slender legs that was topped with a round
ass and small hips and waist. Her breasts too were tiny, something you didn’t see
often in Guyana. Guyanese women were busty but this tall Indian spice had small
lemon sized breasts and a long slender neck. Her face was slim with high cheek
bones and a small nose, her eyes were round and noticeable on her face, black
as coal with long thick lashes that seemed to look into your soul. She wore a
black leather mini skirt and a silver tube top with high silver pumps. Paul was
a tall man but this beauty in heels towered over him. her lips were thick and
red and when she smiled her cheek bones raised, her eyes lit up and my heart
jumped in my chest; she was a splendid beauty with her long black straight hair
opened and running down her back stopping right above her ass. She caught me
staring at her, my eyes fixated on the rise and fall of her luscious derrière and
she looked to Paul and smiled.
I suddenly felt self conscious as they
exchanged this wicked look between them and I said, “Just give me a minute to
pull on something.”
The Indian beauty grabbed my hand and pulled
me into her. Suddenly I was arrested by the smells of expensive perfume, minty breath
and fruity hair. My body was against hers as she held my wrist behind her back
keeping me there.
“This is Sophina, Sophina this is Sherry,”
Paul introduced us as Sophina smiled and reached forward and kissed me on the
lip. It was a strange feeling; being kissed by another woman. Her lips were so
soft and her manner of kissing me so tender.
Paul came over and stood behind me, running
his hand up and down my body.
“My husband might be back in a bit,” I said.
“Then we don’t have much time, do we?”
Paul added as I felt his lips on the back of my neck. His hands wrapped around
my body and the palms of his hand rubbed down my belly and stopped inside my
panties. Sophina’s lips met mine again, soft and inviting as she parted them
and I tasted her minty breath. His hands found my breasts as she massaged them,
all the while kissing me deeply and slowly, her tongue caressing mine. I leaned
in toward her wanting to taste more of her. I felt her kick out her shoes as
she came down lower.
Paul was now massaging my
clit with his fingers as he continued to kiss the back of my neck and
shoulders. I could feel the hardness of his shaft against my ass cheeks as he
pressed his body against mine. Sophina broke our kiss, and placed a smack on my
neck. Then she and Paul were kissing softly and slowly, moaning and groaning
as they did. Paul’s fingers were assaulting my clit and Sophina’s were rubbing
away at my nipples. I opened my eyes long enough to see her long slender neck
glistening in the dimly lit living room and I kissed it. Her flesh was so soft
that I placed kisses all over.
starting to buck my hips under Paul’s assault of my clit, when I felt Sophina
push him away and giggle mischievously.
Paul chuckled as Sophina took
me by the hand and lead me to the couch. Paul moved back to the door, clicking
the locks, bolting the door and letting down the blinds to the two big windows
on the side of the big mahogany front door. If I was thinking straight I
probably would’ve told him that Ryan will come through the garage and not the
front door. But I wasn’t in my right senses, after all it is impossible to
think straight with a sexy woman lying against you body, kissing you and
running her hands about your body.
trailed kisses down my neck, softly pressing her lips and letting just the tip
of her tongue touch my flesh, but it was enough to send sweet sensations
throughout my body. She trailed down to my breasts and pulled away the lace
that covered my mounds of flesh. She kissed them lightly before sucking in my
left nipple into her mouth. Her left hand massaged my other breast while she
sucked on my nipples causing me to arch my body against her. She trailed small
circles around my breasts as I saw Paul undressing behind her. She moved her
attention to my other breast as the warmness of her mouth caused me to moan in
pleasure. Then she kissed down my belly and unclipped my panties from the
stockings. She was smiling with me as she eased down my panties. I reached
forward to kiss her, I enjoyed the way it felt; her lips against mine, her
tongue dancing with mine, but she took her hand and pushed me down back on the
couch. She opened my thighs and kissed the inside of them, I jerked my hips as
the sensation of her kisses seemed to send shock waves through me.
Then I felt the
warmness of her tongue on my sex. She was sucking at my clit slowly, trailing
the length of it with her tongue and then sucking it in her mouth. I closed my
eyes and threw my head back as the sweet sensations began to wash over me. I
raised my hips and bucked them under her sweet assault of my sex.
felt something slap me and I opened my eyes; startled. Paul was standing on the
couch, one foot jacked up on the back of it, his long thick shaft waving in my
face. The sweetness was increasing between my thighs and I needed him in my
mouth. I reached for the long caramel coloured shaft and sucked it into my
mouth. I let it slide in and out and then I sucked on the smooth head, letting
my tongue tease the slit on it, prying it apart. I heard Paul moan out loud and
I know he liked it. I reached down below his dick and licked one and then the
other of his twin boys, feeling him arch against my mouth.
Sophina was now lashing her tongue on my
pussy; plunging it in and out of me. I was bucking my hips on her tongue as
Paul started ramming his dick in and out of my mouth. I felt Sophina run her
finger around the rim of my butt hole as she plunged her tongue in and out of me.
The sensations were rising slowly from the pit of my core, and Paul kept
ramming in and out of my mouth and I felt him hit the back of my throat. When
the orgasm started to flood my body and I started to stiffen under it, I felt Sophina
enter my ass with one of her fingers and I cried out under the overwhelming
sensation of emotions that washed over me. As I screamed in pleasure, Paul took
the opportunity to fuck my mouth harder and faster and soon I felt him jerking
and the hot liquid hit the back of my throat.
kneeled between my thighs smiling as Paul fell on the couch beside me. I licked
my lips and reached forward to kiss her. I tasted my pussy on her and the taste
got me hot again. I grabbed the little skirt she was wearing and practically
ripped it off of her throwing it to the side. She reached over and started
massaging Paul's dick. He looked at us, me ravenously removing her clothing
tearing away at them and throwing them to the side, she watching him and
smiling; and I saw him rise to attention once more. When she was naked I pulled
her in towards me, her breasts in my mouth as I hugged her close kissing away
on her small lemon size mounds. She cooed and moaned as I lashed my tongue out
at her nipple, massaging her clit with my fingers. I wanted to taste her, make
her feel the way she made me feel. So I threw her against the small coffee
table and tried to mount her. She grabbed my shoulders and playfully pushed me
on the ground, we both fell, rolling and laughing. I heard things fall and
crash but didn’t think twice on them.
We rolled on
the ground, my arms around her waist as we kissed, her giggling against my
mouth. Then she stopped wrestling with me when one of my hands found its way
between her thighs. I rubbed her clit and dipped one of my fingers into her
sweet pot as she moaned.I wriggled
under her and moved down until my face was buried between her thighs, smelling
the sweet scent of her love and tasting the tangy taste of her pussy.
moved to the ground on his knees and opened her thighs wider. I attacked her
clit with my tongue, nibbling and sucking on it. Paul came down and traced the
entry to her butt licking it in circles before dipping his tongue inside, she
moaned out loud and arched her body as he did. Then he positioned his cock and
slowly entered her ass. I was in awe, I had never been fucked in the ass, and
the fact that she was going to get such a nice huge dick in there excited me. I
continued to suck on her clit and raise my head to dip my tonuge into her pussy
hearing her moan loudly on the other end. My own pussy was dripping from the
thought of Paul's dick in her ass and I guess she saw it, because soon she was
lapping it all up, sending more sensations through my body. Paul started moving
in and out of her; fucking her ass faster and harder as I continued to move my
tongue up and down her clit and in and out of her pussy. She bucked hard and
screamed loud, her orgasms crashing one after the other as I felt her body
stiffen and tasted her sweet cum over and over again. The thought of her coming
and the feel of her tongue on my pussy caused me to cum too; crying out in
pleasure against her pussy. I saw Paul quicken his thrusts and grimace from the
three of us collapsed on the floor as Sophina rolled to a side and Paul lay in
the middle of us two.
Paul's dick sat
limp on his body right there in front of my face. I wanted to taste her on him,
so I reached and licked it. I felt it jerk and I giggled like a teenager. I
sucked the head and watched it come to life. I was so happy with it, that I
continued to suck, watching it get harder and harder.
smiled and sat up, "I like this one Paul," she said as she mounted
his face, throwing one long slender leg over his face. He reached and grabbed
her hips bringing her down. Just the sight of her on his face got me wet, and I
got up and mounted Paul's massive dick, feeling it fill me. Sitting on it was
quite different from any other position. I felt totally full of Paul and soon I
couldn’t stop myself from rocking back and forth. Paul's dick seem to touch
that spot inside almost immediately as I grabbed on to Sophina's shoulder and
rode it hard and fast, moving my hips back and forth and around. Sophina
reached and kissed me, our lips pressing against each other, she extended her
tongue and so did I and they played together licking and tasting. I could feel
the sweetness from the massive cock in my pussy as I heard the car pull up
outside. The sound of the garage door opening is what froze us in place.
through the orgasms I had forgotten about him returning; about us in his house;
possibility of my husband coming through the garage and walking in on the scene
of me riding Paul's dick while Sophina rode his face. As I heard the garage
door open, I looked from Sophina to Paul to my living room and wondered; now
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