Gay stretched her sensually alluring body out on the sofa, allowing the robe she was wearing to fall partially open, and reveal her warm nakedness underneath. She smiled as she saw her husband’s eyes follow the slit in her robe down the length of her provocatively exposed body.
“Why don’t you come on over here and stretch out, darling?” she breathed, with seductiveness. “You must be all hot and bothered after your little performance with the cute little Mrs. Parker.”
Harry smiled at his wife, and crossed to the sofa. Goddamn, but she was the most perceptive wife a man could hope to have. She had seen immediately that the episode with Jill Parker, though deliberately planned, had still left him excited from the sight and feel of the young woman’s enticingly innocent young body, and his wanton excitement always excited her in turn.
“Why, what could you have in mind, Mrs. Sommers?” Harry teased, as he sat beside her.
“Oh nothing, dear, nothing at all…” But her actions belied her words as she carelessly began to unbutton his shirt, and undo the belt and zipper of his pants.
“You know,” Harry said joyfully, “I think this is going to be one of the best weeks our little club has ever had… what do you think?”
“Well, that depends on how much work you boys have to do during the week to keep up the pretense of a business conference. By the way, you never told me who was coming this week.” Gay leaned up to kiss her husband’s neck and ears, letting her warm tongue snake inside the little shell briefly, then trail down the firm line of his jaw. He shivered as her hand dipped inside the open fly of his trousers, and began to rub the growing bulge in his underwear.
“Well, the Barnetts are coming, as usual,” Harry managed to say through the moans that his wife’s expert manipulation of his genitals were beginning to elicit from him. “And then… then there’s the Wellingtons and… uhhh… and the Prescotts this time.”
“Oh that’s nice. I like Will Prescott.” Gay made her voice matter of fact to contrast with the increased tempo of her hands on her husbands now rigidly stiffened penis. Then, feigning surprise, she suddenly looked down at the huge mound straining to release itself from the confines of his underwear, and brought a mock innocent quality to her voice.
“Oh my, did I do that… all by myself?”
Harry grinned, looking down at his wife fondly; Damn, but she was some fine woman; he’d yet to find a better fuck, and Christ knew he’d done enough fucking in his lifetime, especially after he became president at Jamieson and married Gay. She was one in a million; each time he was with her was better than the last, and the more and diversified number of men she had relations with, the better she was for him. They complimented each other perfectly, teaching one another all that they knew, physically, and they were an ideal mental match as well. He was a Goddamned lucky man, all right. He reminded himself of that often.
“Mmmmm?” Gay repeated, her hand not stopping in its maddening caresses, “Did I do that?”
“You know you did, baby. But the question is what you’re going to do about it.”
“I don’t suppose you’d have any suggestions?”
“Well, I could think of a few.”
“But I bet I could think of more,” Gay smiled, and slowly stood up from the sofa and began to slip her robe off her shoulders. Tantalizingly, her eyes smoky and heavily-lidded she let the garment fall op en, fall off her shoulders, slide down along her smooth creamy skin to puddle at her feet. She stood before him completely naked, then raised her hands to cup the full firm mounds of her breasts, kneading them like a lover would, thumbs playing over the swollen berry-like nipples. Harry’s hot eyes watched her, drinking in the beauty of her unblemished flesh, the perfection of her fleecy pubic hair framing the wet, pink folds of her insatiable and yet still tight cunt, the slender columns of her long tapering legs with their soft fleshy inner thighs.
Gay reveled in his lustful gaze for a long moment, then she stepped over to the sofa and lay down on it, spreading her legs wide in a wantonly inviting pose, exposing to his eyes the full, wetly palpitating expanse of her cuntal passage and the erect clitoris which nestled teasingly down in the soft dark pubic curls. She rotated her hips lewdly on the satin spread, arching them up and lowering them again in a measured, intoxicating way. “Get naked, lover,” she said, and it was a command. “Get naked right now!”
Harry obeyed. In all else, he was lord and master – but in the bedroom with this carnal woman, he was her slave and he knew that and accepted it. He wouldn’t have had it any other way. Quickly, he undressed, throwing his clothing over a chair to one side. Then he was nude, and his great, blood-red trembling cock stood out from his groin like some great craggy promontory from a wall of granite, its unseeing eye seeping clear droplets of seminal fluid as if in anticipation of what was soon to come.
“Lie down,” Gay commanded, staring at his eagerly throbbing cock and licking her lips as if already tasting the pungent fluid swirling around in the warm, secret caverns of her hungry mouth. “Lie down next to me, lover.”
“Are you going to suck me off?” Harry asked with trembling excitement.
“If you’re a good boy,” Gay said temptingly.
“If you’re a good boy, I’ll suck you and suck you and suck every last drop of your delicious hot cum from your lovely balls. Is that what you’d like me to do, lover?”
“Yes, yes, Jesus yes!”
Gay lowered her right hand and began to lightly stroke her own flat belly with her fingertips, her eyes on his face now, unblinking as she watched his growing expression of lust and hunger. She began to tease the softness of her pubic mound, trailing her hand down between her widespread legs so that she was rubbing in a slow, even tempo the warm moistness of her cuntal mouth, teasing her already erect clitoris with her index finger. “And after I suck you off, you’ll eat me alive, won’t you, lover?” she asked him in an almost hypnotic voice. “You’ll put your head up between my legs and stick your long beautiful tongue in my cunt, won’t you? You’ll lick my pussy like a thirsty dog lapping water, lick it and lick it, just like I’m playing with it right now, won’t you, lover honey?”
Her lewdly promising words had lashed Harry to a fever pitch of excitement, and his sperm-bloated balls felt as if they would explode any second. With a soft moan, he threw himself on the wide sofa, took Gay into his arms and began to shower her face and neck and breasts with hotly eager kisses. She laughed, holding him tightly for a moment, before her hand dropped to find his long turgid penis, and stroke it lovingly. Then she drew back from him and whispered softly, “You’re a good boy, all right, lover. You’re a good boy, and now I’m going to give you your reward.”
His body was vibrating as if he had just stuck two fingers in a wall plug. He lay there, watching, as Gay got up onto all fours and nakedly crawled along the sofa until she was poised teasingly above his wide-splayed thighs. Oh Jesus, this was what he liked the best of all, when she went down on him! She could suck cock like no woman, anywhere, in any era; she was the best, the best, the absolute best
He watched her with fevered excitement, raising his head up as he always did so that he wouldn’t miss one single moment of the excruciatingly pleasurable act. He saw Gay lower her head almost to the tip of his quiveringly expectant cock, stroking the palpitating flesh lightly with first one hand, then the other, then between the palms of both in a maddeningly gentle caress. Moans of sheer ecstasy escaped his lips, and he wanted to tell her to hurry, to suck him, suck him now, now before he came, but he knew that he didn’t dare say a word. Even if he came while she was playing with him like that, that was the price he would have to pay. He had cum before just from her rubbing his wildly excited cock that way, shot his load all over that sweet, hovering face of hers; but she hadn’t been angry. She had only licked away as much of his cum as she could with her tongue, and kissed him soundly, and promptly got him hard again so she could suck him off properly.