You seem to have enjoyed Miriam and Robert's adventures as much as I enjoy writing them so here is the next one. As promised here is the sequel to my last story, The Auction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely accidental. All characters are made up from my own warped imagination. The story belongs to me, so please do not use it without my permission. This tale contains descriptions of many kinds of sexual activity, so if you are under 18, or those kind of things offend you, please move on. If you haven't read Miriam & Robert`s previous adventures it would probably be better if you do so. I suggest you do this before this one, as it will provide necessary insight into the background of several of the characters, and there may be some references used here that will only make sense if you have read the previous stories. This story is set in a utopian World where STD's and unwanted pregnancies do not exist.
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It was a beautiful summers day. Miriam and Robert were sat in the back garden with cups of coffee under a large umbrella. Both were quite happy to just sit. They had just returned from the huge Tesco in the next town. This was becoming more and more of chore as they really didn`t enjoy the crowds or the congested streets of the town but somethings were a necessary evil.
Being retired they could choose the least crowded times to shop and Wednesday after eleven oยดclock was usually relatively deserted in the maze of aisles. A big shopping was necessary as they were expecting Lord and Lady Chapman that evening and also the twins were coming for the weekend. Robert and Miriam's two sons, their wives, and the grandchildren always ate them out of house and home so in some ways Miriam was glad they didn`t come to visit them that often.
In total the pair had unloaded nearly ten large carrier bags of food plus boxes of beer for their boys and two cases of wine. Miriam had insisted they splurge on some Champagne for this evenings visit so there were now four bottles of Moet and Chandon in the wine fridge that was Robert`s pride and joy. He had always wanted one, but they had not had the space in the old house. Now its eight fully stocked shelves looked small in their huge kitchen.
"What do you think I should wear this evening Robert?" Miriam asked.
He thought for a moment and then gave the answer that most men give, "It depends on what you have in mind I suppose. Wear what you want as I am sure Lucy is not coming to discuss your clothing."
"Very true, but I still want to make a good impression. What do you think? Can I just stay dressed like this?"
Robert looked over his reading glasses at his wife. He had been reading his kindle but knew better than to show that he didn`t really care. Robert already knew what she was wearing as they had been together all day. The knee length royal blue skirt and scarlet silk blouse looked good enough to him. Underneath these he knew was a delightful lingerie set which Robert thought Lucy would be much more interested in. "I think you look fantastic Darling. I am sure Lucy will to. When are they arriving?"
"In two hours or so. We agreed seven thirty." She was still conflicted. Should she stay just normal or go full on crazy sexy slut. Just the thought of what was probably going to happen in a couple of hours had her already very moist down below so she asked her husband, "Will you fuck me Darling?"
Robert put his glasses and kindle on the marble topped table. "Here. Now?"
"Yes Darling. Here and now. However you want!"
"However I want?"
She knew he was playing with her, and Miriam was getting a tad annoyed. "Yes Darling however you want. Mouth. Cunt. Arse!"
Robert knew she was upset when she used the C word. He smiled at her and said as charmingly as he could, "It would be my pleasure Miriam to use your vagina. You choose. Missionary. Doggy. You on top. Cowgirl. Reverse cow girl. How would YOU like it!"
"Oh shut up you teaser and fuck me!" Miriam giggled.
She stood up and unzipped her skirt before letting it fall onto the patio. Placing two hands on the warm, marble, table top she turned to her husband and said, "Do I have to draw you a bloody map Robert?"
They were both laughing as Robert sidled behind his wife. Pulling her black panties aside he slid easily inside in a motion that the couple had perfected over the last quarter of a century. Miriam exhaled loudly as her husband filled her. Gripping the edge of the table she thrust back against him in time with his own forward pushes. There was no rush. Just two people who knew each other's body as well as they knew their own. Miriam came. The warmth spreading out from her groin. Her breasts and throat warm. Her skin flushed. Tiny shivers left goosebumps on her naked arms and legs and still Robert glided in and out at a steady tempo.
Miriam felt so good lying on the table on such a beautiful day with the love of her life penetrating her, his penis touching every sensitive inch of her core. She didn`t think that life could get any better than this as she came again. Her orgasm this time was accompanied by the delightful feeling of her husband's spunk being jettisoned deep within her and it almost felt as if it was coating her very cervix.
Miriam fell forward to lie gasping on the table top. In a final act of vindictivness Robert wiped his greasy dick all over her panties and bum which was going to leave her with no choice but to shower and change before Lady Lucy arrived.