Johanne was lying with her head on Richard's muscular stomach. She could hear the soft breathing of the man who had just spent himself into her. He had fallen into a light sleep but she was more awake than she had ever been in her life. She was gazing at the long snake-like shaft of his flaccid penis. Even limp it was still thicker than her husband Lenny's when his was fully erect. She had heard that size didn't matter and maybe to some people that was true, but just holding Richard's huge erection in her small hands had been like enveloping his strength in her grasp.
She reached out to run her finger tips around the ridge encircling the purple velvet head. Her finger touched the tip and was instantly moistened by a small globule of clear, oily liquid. She transferred the moisture onto her tongue and was reminded of the taste of his precum when she had sucked the swollen penis deep into her mouth.
Her eyes wandered around the room and up to the ceiling where the huge mirror reflected the image of their naked bodies resting on the giant bed. She smiled to herself and felt satisfied that she was in good shape. Richard, although aged around forty had a magnificent physique. As a younger man he had been an amateur boxer and since giving up the sport still regularly used his local gym.
Her mind flashed back to when she was lying on her back gazing at the mirror which reflected the erotic image of Richard between her thighs pumping his hips excitedly as he thrust his gorgeous penis in and out of her. The image went with the fantastic sensations of her insides being filled by his hot, rigid cock reaching deeper than any man had reached before while he groaned and gasped in the wild heat of his lusty appreciation of her softness.
She stroked the now-soft manhood and marveled how when aroused it could become so hard and deliciously aggressive. She heard Richard's breathing catch for a moment and the fat snake in her hands twitched slightly. Her hands wandered slowly to its base and she cupped the little globes of his balls in her fingers and then gave a gentle squeeze. His penis gave another twitch and started to unfurl. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and lifted the head into her mouth. She ran the tip of her tongue around the ridge and once again tasted the sweet-salty tang of precum.
She eagerly watched the shaft thickening and filling as it stiffened in response to her touch.
Since the party where Richard had first made love to her she had not been able to get him out of her mind. Thinking back she couldn't understand how she had managed to give in to his advances so quickly, but she had to admit that the deep penetrating way he had looked at her had sent her into an uncontrollable wave of desire for him. The sex in the garden had been quick but amazingly erotic.
She was sure that despite being at the party with her, Lenny had not guessed that close by his wife had been laid by this handsome stag.
Before leaving her that evening Richard had told her that he would be getting in touch with her to give her a night of complete pleasure. True to his word he had come to her desk and suggested a night with him the following weekend. Luckily, Lenny had arranged a weekend trip to the motor races that weekend so she was happy to agree.
Saturday morning arrived and Lenny left with his case leaving Johanne alone to prepare for her date with her new lover. She had arranged to be picked up by Richard at a little wine bar that evening. All day was spent preparing for her new adventure. She went through her clothes drawers and found a beautiful white lacy underwear set that she had bought but never wore when she had first married Lenny. She went out to a stylish dress shop and bought a white flared summer dress that dipped at the neckline just enough to give a hint of cleavage without being too revealing. A trip to her favorite hairdresser was essential for creating a best impression and her light brown hair was soon streaked with pinky-blonde highlights and cut slightly to swing about her shoulders. A pair of White stilettos completed the ensemble.
She stepped out of the shower and wiped the mist from the full length mirror. Her eyes went to the soft light brown downy covering over the smooth skin of her lower abdomen. She stared at it and was for a moment undecided – should she remove it or not? It had been a while since she had taken the plunge but she eventually decided that if Richard is the horny man she suspected he would appreciate the effect. She opened her little bathroom cupboard and a few minutes later was dusting the soft folds of her naked pussy lips with talc.
Thankfully Richard was already at the wine bar waiting for her. He kissed her briefly on the lips and offered her a glass of wine. She accepted and gazed into his handsome face as he complimented her on her new dress.
She felt the thrill of being with him renewed as his eyes bore into her. He looked amazingly masculine in his light summer suit and black tee-shirt. His dark eyes and chiseled features sent shivers of excitement through her body. Her thoughts had constantly returned to the sudden unexpected seduction scene in the garden where Richard had taken her with such electrifying urgency. And now she was with him and ready to renew the wild lust that had enveloped them on that warm, balmy night so recently.
Her mind tossed over her appearance: did he find her attractive? Would he be pleased with the underwear she had chosen when she removes her dress? She could feel the light caress of the lacy panties and bra against her sensitive skin and the suspender fastenings moving ever-so lightly against her naked thighs above the tightness of the sheer stocking tops. It had been so long since she had dressed for seduction and now she was nervous in anticipation in case Richard would find her preparations amusing.
She hoped that her nervousness was not apparent to Richard, but her insides were seething, not only from her anxiety about her appearance but also the anticipation of the sex to come and if she would be able to live up to Richard's expectations.
Richard in turn was excited at the prospect of having this lovely young lady. He gazed at her sitting across from him looking sexy yet vulnerable. The pretty, white dress fitted her beautifully and revealed a nice scoop of delicious cleavage. He could remember those full, firm breasts filling his hands she stood in his arms at the party. When he had entered her she had been tight but within moments she had become beautifully soft and pliable, opening up to his thrusts and taking him into her fully. He was surprised when she'd agreed to him cumming inside her but her responses told him that she had been willing to engage in sex to the full.
And now here she was with him. This time he had her to himself and he intended to enjoy sex with her. He would probably discard her once he tired of her but for the time being all he could think about was ravishing her beautiful body.
The restaurant he took her to was cosy and intimate. They were sat in a quiet cubicle away from the main eating area. The waiter was attentive but not overly so. He came over quickly when Richard indicated that he wished to place an order but left them alone to their own romantic conversations. Richard managed to keep the conversation around sex without being vulgar or lecherous. His deep seeking gaze sent tremors of desire through Johanne and his constant references to lovemaking she found highly erotic.
The oysters followed by a main course of rare steak served with new vegetables and a tingling pepper sauce was just the thing to turn a girl on, and for Johanne his company and enthusiasm to please was sending her into raptures of desire.
While walking her the short distance to his car he pulled her to him and they kissed deeply. Johanne was in ecstasy in his embrace. His arms were strong and hugged her willing body to him. She could feel the bulge of his penis pressing into her stomach. She pressed herself against him to let him know that she enjoyed the sexuality of his embrace. She could feel her body trembling in anticipation of the night to come as he led her to his car.
Adele Partridge sat up in the broad bed and glanced around the hotel room. Lenny was lying alongside her breathing softly. Poor Lenny, she thought, he still didn't realize that his slutty wife had been in the garden at the party that evening shagging that lecherous Richard Osborn. Adele had glanced out at the garden on a trip to the bathroom, and seen them kissing. She hadn't seen them doing anything else, but the look on Johanne's face when she'd returned to the party had said it all.
Adele's original plan to meet up with Lenny had been purely innocent. There was a race meeting going on and she had planned to go. Lenny had mentioned his interest in racing during a conversation at the party and she had proposed he join her. Adele suggested that he didn't tell Johanne about them meeting just yet in case she got the wrong impression. However, they got on particularly well with the inevitable happening and they had decided to book into the same hotel.
Adele was not a "one night stand" girl by any means. She'd had a few affairs but they were not mad sexual adventures. Sex to her was something that the man wanted and if she liked him enough she would be prepared to comply. It was nice and intimate being wrapped up in bed with a nice man, but she was more concerned about his outside interests, especially if they involved motor racing.
She had felt particularly sorry for Lenny as she knew that his wife had cheated on him so she gave him all the care that a woman can give in such circumstances. They'd had a couple of drinks at the hotel bar then made their way to her room. A few slightly drunken kisses led to them soon being in bed together.
His lovemaking was not adventurous. He had come fairly quickly and as her objectives had not been particularly sexual, she was not left unsatisfied or frustrated when he fell into a light sleep. Although she took oral contraception she'd insisted that he withdraw rather than come inside her.
So now she was left thinking about the future: Should she tell Lenny about his wife being unfaithful? Would he hate her for saying so or would he cry on her shoulder and share his grief with her? This was her dilemma. She heard Lenny starting to stir. She decided to sink back into the bed and make love again as soon as he was able.
Richard pulled the car into the drive of his home. Once through the gateway they were completely isolated from the road and any surrounding residency. A large lawn spread out and was edged by a ring of bushy trees. An automatic light switched on and illuminated the beautiful single detached house.
Johanna looked at the house and gasped.
'Wow! What a lovely home.'
'I'm glad you like it. You wait 'till you get inside.'
'I can't wait.'
