by Mia Moore
She pictured Sophia, her back laying on Frank’s chest, her pussy spread wide with his cock deep inside her. The paler nub of her clit had been visible for a few moments. The woman was so fucking sexy, that with her, it might be possible. She pulled back and smiled at Matt. “It would have to be one of them, I think.”
“Mmm...Maybe you should send her an email.”
She lay back down, settling into his arms. Maybe she would.
Chapter 13
Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will light those ears
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
--OneRepublic, Secrets
The next day, Matt managed to dodge Dave at work until quitting time. They’d been friends for eight years, ever since he’d taken the job with Warner’s Roofing. It wasn’t that he didn’t like him but he could be nosy. Matt was a terrible liar and Dave would definitely know something had happened on the weekend in the Big Apple.
On the way to the truck, his back stiffened when he heard Dave call out.
“Matt! Wait up!” The lumbering, stout body of his friend appeared at his side. His ham-like fist play punched Matt’s shoulder and Dave’s eyes crinkled in a smile. “So how was the weekend? You and Elena have fun?” He looked to the side and then leaned in to speak like a co-conspirator. “Nothing like hotel sex, is there? Especially with the X-rated movies and all.”
Matt sighed, smiling at his friend. “Is that all you think about? Elena and I took a bus tour of the city.” He reached for the handle of the truck’s door and turned his head. He had to shut this down right away and get the hell home. “It was relaxing, okay?”
“Come on. It’s Davey you’re talkin’ to. I’m sure you did more than just tour around. I remember the last time Gwen and I got away. She couldn’t walk straight for a week.” Dave leaned his back on the fender of the truck, grinning at Matt.
Matt shook his head and laughed. Sometimes the truth could be stranger than fiction. “We went to a swinger’s club and had wild monkey sex in an orgy. My dick’s so raw, it hurts to pee. How’s that?”
“Fuck off. Always the smart ass. Okay. Be like that. It’s the last time I’ll let you in on my love life.” Dave pushed himself off the truck and walked away, his shoulder slumped, shaking his head.
“Promise?” Matt laughed and got into the truck. Twenty minutes later he drove into the driveway of his home.
***
Elena stood outside the large plate glass window looking at the display. Her eyes narrowed and she could feel a gnawing worry in the pit of her stomach. With the economy the way it was, just really getting going again after the recession, the store needed some sparkle in the display to entice women to come in and open their wallets. The mannequins in the smart pencil skirts or slacks and mohair sweaters wasn’t going to do it. Sure Christmas presents were one thing but what about after, on New Year’s Eve?
She walked back inside and approached Amanda. “I’d like to punch up the display. We can keep two of the mannequins the way they’re dressed but the other two....I think they have to be glitzy with a little sass, with a New Year’s theme.”
Amanda’s head pulled back watching her boss with eyebrows high. “Are you serious? This doesn’t sound like you. You usually cater more to the career woman’s wardrobe.”
Elena gazed at her friend and employee. Amanda had worked there for three years and they’d become friends even though there was at least eight years gap in their ages. Tall, and model thin, Amanda in her mid twenties pushed the envelope when it came to what she wore to work and even in her outlook. Of course she bought her work clothes at the store, she’d have to be a fool to take a pass on the deep discounts but she could take a simple black dress and accessorize it with outlandish scarves and jewellery and it always worked. It was why, when it came to designing the window display, Amanda was always in charge.
“I know. But I think we need to ramp up the sex appeal. Maybe next to the evening gown we display a model in sexy lingerie? Kind of a before and hopefully after...” Elena smiled and felt her face grow warm. The clothes the women at the club had worn had affected her more than she had realized maybe; but hell...why not? And if there could be just a hint that there was something... happening? between the two models, that might jar a woman’s curiosity enough that they’d come in the store, if only on some subliminal level.
Amanda’s dark eyes narrowed and her hand lifted to fluff long, glossy dark hair. Her manicured nails matched the colour of full magenta coloured lips, her high cheekbones accentuated by the blush of her cheeks. Yeah. No doubt about it. Amanda missed her calling. She should have been a model.
“Let’s try something a little avant-garde for a week or so and see how it goes. Are you giving me free rein with this?” Amanda looked down at her boss and the corners of her mouth curled up.
For a moment Elena was caught off kilter watching the devilry in her friend’s eyes and the twitch of her lips. For the first time she saw her sexually, not just as a friend and co-worker but noticing the cat-like slant of her eyes, the fullness of her lips and luxuriant hair falling over her slender shoulders. She pictured kissing Amanda, running her hands through the silken locks of hair.
She blinked a couple of times and looked down at the counter which they were standing behind. “Sorry, brain fart I guess. Sure. Do your magic and I’ll let you know if you’ve gone too far.” She turned and walked to the back of the store into the small office.
Oh God. She’d better get a grip on herself. Imagine, having sexual thoughts about her friend! It was that damned video last night.
Chapter 13
Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight
My motto’s always been ‘when it’s right, it’s right’
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
When everything’s a little clearer in the light of day
And we know the night is always gonna be there any way
--Starland Vocal Band, Afternoon Delight
It was the weekend once more and Matt and Elena had the house to themselves. Walker had gone to the movies with his...ahem...friend and Aria was at her friend’s house for a sleep-over. After Matt dropped his daughter off, he parked the truck in the garage. If any of their friends or family drove up to the house, they’d think no one was home. Matt had plans with a capital ‘P’.
When he walked in from the garage, Elena was nowhere in sight. He shrugged his leather jacket off and removed his shoes before bounding up the winding stair, taking two at a time. A spicy scent filled the air in the hallway outside the closed master bedroom. He opened the door and stepped inside the dimly lit room. The heavy burgundy curtains had been drawn closed and the twinkling glow of candles set about the room, cast a warm glow. He looked about but there was still no sign of his wife.
“Elena?” He unbuttoned the denim shirt and slipped it off, tossing it onto the chair beside the window.
“One minute.” Her voice was musical coming through the closed door of the en-suite bath.
He smiled and pushed the blue jeans off before sitting on the bed and doing the same to his socks. There was a pleasant tingling in his cock when he shifted on the bed, to sit with his back propped up in the multitude of pillows. The laptop was open on her bedside table. Oh boy. They were going to watch some more of the swinger videos that got them totally pumped.
The bathroom door opened slowly and his shaft pulsed into a full blown hard-on at the sight. His eyes widened, mirroring the smile on his lips. He’d never seen her look this hot, a total sex kitten in the garter belt, dark stockings, heels and black demi-cup bra. Her hips swayed from side to side, her legs sauntering slowly, the light flesh above the tops of the stockings smooth and enticing.
Oh my God! But that wasn’t everything! She’d shaved her pussy, exposing two swollen, inviting lips. And her tits, thrust forward, while her hands were behi
nd her back. The flesh seemed to burst above the low half cup, which did nothing to cover her rosy, puckered nipples. Her abdomen was flat, emphasizing the size of her breasts above, while a small mound of tummy was encircled in the dark lace of the garter belt.
When she stood next to the bed, she glanced down at him and licked her lips, eyeing his cock. Holy fuck. She normally only wore a trace of make-up but now, she’d really went to town; her eyes were dark with mascara and her eyelashes were thick and long, while her lips were a lush, candy-apple. It was a new persona she had created; an alluring temptress.
She touched the mouse pad and the screen came to life, filled with naked couples in a large bedroom, the sounds of their pleasure drifting in the air. She turned the volume up; sighs, grunts and low moans filled the air in the room.
She reached over into the drawer of the night table and withdrew a huge rubbery looking cock, the flesh colour and ridged column on the underside very life-like. There was a small protrusion sticking out towards the bottom with two small flaps of silicone at its end. Holding the vibrator up by the base, she looked to him sideways and rested it against her cheek with a devious smile. It was a longer and thicker cock than his own but for some reason that wasn’t threatening. It just added to the illusion that somehow they were part of the scene on the screen.
She turned to face him and lifted her leg until her high heeled foot rested on the bed next to him. With tantalizing, slow deliberation, her knee pulled back, exposing her naked pussy, the darker folds of her skin and the slight protrusion of her clit.
Matt’s breath hitched in his throat while his hand slid over his thigh to grip his cock softly, rolling up and down as his gaze never wavered from her cunt. This was different--even stroking himself watching her was something they’d never done before.
Her finger clicked a button on the base and the cock began to swivel in a small circle, The two silicone flaps began to vibrate with blur. With a dream-like, slow move, she caressed her nipples with it, watching herself while her tongue slid over her lower lip. Down...lower...the thick knob of the cock covered her clit while she gazed with longing at his. It was only for a few moments but felt like an hour, watching her lascivious tease, desperate to touch her, feel her mouth on his shaft.
She lifted the cock from her pussy and then eased down onto the bed, laying on her side with her hip next to his. Again she licked her lips and her other hand reached for his cock, putting her fingers over his own. Their eyes met and he slithered lower on the bed, until his face was close to her mons.
Oh God! This was something that they didn’t do near enough for his liking—sixty-nine. He glanced at the screen where a woman was getting eaten out while she gave head to another guy. Matt reached for the dildo in Elena’s hand and took it. Her pussy was slick and slippery under his fingers; he parted her lips and placed the head of the dildo against her opening.
Hot wetness closed over his knob, the drop of pre-cum teased and probed from the slit by her tongue before swirling in a white hot rush of lust over the head. Fuck, when she did that, it was all he could do to not thrust deep into her and lose himself in the rush of pleasure.
He pushed steadily on the dildo until only the hard plastic handle and the vibrating flaps were outside. Her flesh was stretched taut, closing around the shaft, taking it inside. It could have been any guy’s cock, fucking this hungry cunt before him. He edged closer, extending his tongue to lick the small protrusion, her clit.
The velvet warmth of her tongue flicking the underside of his own cock, inching ever downward so that the head brushed against the opening of her throat...her fingers lightly massaging his balls...oh fuck, it felt good. He pressed his lips against her pussy, sucking her clit into his mouth, whirring it with his tongue. She moaned and rocked into him, a sensation that rumbled in his cock.
He wanted to claim all of her, the same way she claimed him. His other hand skimmed over the cheek of her ass and dove into the crevice, searching, probing at the firm rim of her asshole. The tightness there incensed his lust to a new level. Little by little he pushed deeper, his other hand holding the dildo hard pushing all of it inside her cunt.
At her fingers lowering to press and caress the spot behind his balls he paused for a moment, caught up in the raw pleasure. The sounds of the people on the screen added to the eroticism. For a moment it was as if he was back at Eden, eating pussy while someone, anyone was sucking him off.
He pushed forward deeper into her ass until his finger was buried to the knuckle, his tongue still teasing her clit. From the way she moved, her hips rocking, soft moans coming from her throat, she was close. He forced himself to focus on her, to make her come, pushing the dildo in and out while he finger fucked her ass, suckled her clit like it was a candy.
Her hands on his cock and perineum ceased to move, her mouth eased off his cock while her hips took on a life of their own...her cunt wet and slippery, drooling onto his hand.
“Don’t stop! Keep fucking me... just...like...that....” Her words were a guttural command, legs trembling, lost in decadent lust. Still he licked and sucked and fucked and probed, mastering her body. Oh fuck, he loved her. Loved the taste, the musky woman smell, her wet silky flesh. Her legs stiffened one last time and then grew slack, her hips twisting away from the caress of his tongue.
“Oh fuck...” She was gasping, panting for air, her body now soft and supple.
He slid his tongue over the inside of her thigh and kissed it with a loud smack. On the screen, a dark haired woman was sitting on the thick torso of a man, his chest dark and hair matted, her hands and mouth filled with a circle of cocks, while she rode, impaled on the man beneath her. Fuck. That was hot. He thrust gently against Elena’s cheek, his wet cock sliding over her lips.
Immediately she responded, taking him in her hand, guiding his knob into her mouth. All the while the dildo and finger was still inside her, adding to the earthy thrill. His eyes closed for a moment as her satin lips slid lower on his shaft, her nose pushing into his groin. The pleasure of her fingers once more on his balls and the flesh behind, her hot breath caressing his skin...oh fuck, fuck, fuck, so good.
The woman on the screen smiled when the guy before her shot cum all over her mouth and chin, her hands still jerking off the other two guys while the white semen oozed down her face. She wore a smile of victory. Fuck it was hot.
He pumped his cock harder into her throat, feeling the tightness of her mouth pressing his cock. He sucked in air when his first spurt jetted out. Easing back and once more, now fucking her mouth, the second ricocheted against her flesh...blinding white hot lust... “Oh FUCK!” It came out a grunting gasp, the last of his pleasure spilling forth.
His eyes closed and he gulped air for a moment as she eased back, freeing his cock. Her hand slid over her tummy and fingers closed over hers, pulling the dildo out and then pushing his other hand away. She sat up and looked down at him, a soft smile on her lips. “I love you Matt.” She bent over and kissed his neck. “Let’s go take a shower together.”
She stood up and closed the laptop before sauntering slowly to the bathroom. The cheeks of her ass with the crease like a smiley face seemed to tease and taunt him, even though he’d just blown a load. God she was a hot woman. He was a lucky man.
***
When they emerged from the bathroom, they threw on sweat pants and fleece shirts and sat facing each other on the bed, both of them wearing soft relaxed smiles.
“I think I’m ready to dip my toe in. What about you?” Elena caressed his thigh and looked up at him through thick dark lashes.
“You’re absolutely sure? Remember what Chris said, we’ve got to be on the same page with this.” He reached over and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. They’d been fired up all week watching the swinger videos but actually doing it was another story. He was okay with it but Elena? He loved her too much to ever have anything like this come between them.
She reached for the laptop and shifted on the bed so t
hat she was sitting next to him, the laptop visible to both. “Let’s send them an email. That’s a start I’d say.” She opened up her email and brought up a blank message and began to type:
Dear ‘Yoda’, aka Sophia and Chris ,
Remember us? We sat with you last week at Eden, the newbies who came to the club not knowing what it was.
We’re interested in going to the club again. Ever since that night, we’ve been fucking like rabbits, even watching swinger porn.
Actually, you probably saw us at the club sneaking off to a private bed, so turned on we couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel after seeing the four of you making out. LOL.
We were hoping to get away after Christmas. Go to the club for New Year’s Eve. We’re not sure we’d have the nerve to actually ‘play’ with anyone else but we’d like to be there, for the sexy atmosphere and dancing if nothing else.
I want to be honest. I’m tempted to try a bi experience. It seems like a good starting point. And to be truthful, I’ve fantasized about you and Eva. Is that too honest? I’m floundering a bit here and Matt, sitting beside me as I write is no help. He’s getting hard at the thought.
Please write us back and tell us what you think.
Hopefully yours,
Elena and Matt
“That sounds great. Honest and promising. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. We probably won’t hear back from them until tomorrow.” Matt got up and retrieved Elena’s purse from the floor. He fished inside and handed her the card they had gotten from Sophia and handed it to her.
Elena took a deep breath and proceeded to type the email address. She grinned at him and then clicked the ‘send’ icon.
“We’d better get up and start dinner. Walker will be back from the movies soon.” She clapped the laptop shut and set it on the night stand.
Chapter 14