by Pamela Prim
“It’s not just the late night dinners with colleagues or how she comes in stinking drunk and reeking of alcohol. I found her panties out in the yard the other day stuffed in the bushes. She claimed they weren’t hers, but I saw the look of a deer in the headlights when I confronted her.” The proof was daunting, but it wasn’t like he had caught her with the smoking gun of someone underneath her.
“I could ask around and I doubt that it would take very much for somebody to confirm what you feel you already know.” I had a wide array of friends and if I put out the word then the net would find a way around the suspects’ throat.
“I forget sometimes that you consider yourself judge, jury, and executioner. You’re the only one I know of all of my friends that can be vindictive enough to take extreme action. Friendship is something you take seriously and you feel responsible for protecting us from ourselves.” He was older by 10 years, but I learned over the years that age was just a number.
I lost my virginity when I was 16 to an older man. He was a friend of the family and I found comfort in his arms when he found me crying over a boy. I didn’t even remember the boy’s name. I had been shedding a tear over a crush.
I loved my time with the older man. There was no awkwardness and he was very experienced which helped to make my first time something more than a dismal disappointment.
“It must be my fiery disposition and I have a real problem with someone hurting those that I care about. I take it as a personal affront. I warn them ahead of time when they breach the sanctity of our inner circle. Michelle and I had a very frank discussion when she accepted your proposal. She knew what she was getting into.” The bill was paid and the smell of bacon was a constant reminder when we stood at the counter.
“I hope you folks have a good day and do be careful on the road with the storm approaching. The weatherman doesn’t say much about it, but my trick knee always acts up when there’s a huge one on the horizon.” The old woman sounded plausible, but her assessment of the situation did not match with what I was reading on the Internet.
“We only have a couple hours on the road.” He wasn’t saying anything that I didn’t already know. I did notice that he smelled pretty damn good and I had to shift in my seat because I felt a trickle of excitement. Breakfast was a little different with sexual chemistry in the air.
“I don’t know if you’re going to make it. I’m warning you ahead of time to make tracks as fast as possible. I over heard you talking about the place during breakfast. It is a sought after piece of property, but nobody’s willing to roll up their sleeves to get dirty.” It sounded like the property was barely holding together. What kind of death trap was he getting me involved in?
“We appreciate the concern, but my jeep is quite capable and she has never let me down yet. Come to think of it, she’s the only woman that hasn’t made me feel emasculated other than my friend here.” I was blushing and the jeans I was wearing felt a little bit too tight like it was cutting off the circulation to my brain.
They were black and sometimes felt like I had to use the Jaws of Life to get in and out of them.
My hair was blond and the curls were waves over my shoulder. I was a lot shorter than Baxter. He could easily make me feel overwhelmed by how he liked to invade my personal space.
The jeep wrangler was a beautiful work of art and Baxter made it his mission to keep it in pristine condition. There was not an ounce of rust on the 2001 specimen to off road enthusiasts. The black color made it seem like a beast ready to attack anything and everything in its path.
I was feeling a little lightheaded and for some reason, I took a glance beyond the scope of friendship. I saw the traceable piece of meat nestled inside what I could only assume was boxer briefs.
“Excuse me, but my eyes are up here.” I stammered for something to say in my defense. He took my hand and placed it on what I was staring at without thinking about it. “I was wondering when you were finally going to notice.” I was out of my league and I felt like I couldn’t pull away from what was thumping a beat against my fingers.
“I didn’t mean to… it’s just this damn humidity.” I could’ve pulled away and it wasn’t like he was holding my hand to the fire.
“I don’t mind and this is the most action I’ve had in almost six months.” I was massaging his package and the thickness of it made me hunger to relieve him of the burden in his balls.
I woke long enough from my stupor to pull my hand away and I turned towards the window unable to speak without cracking with nervousness.
“I just want to go on the record to say this is not the first time I’ve thought of you in a less than friendly way. I’ve had feelings for you for quite some time. I just never thought there was going to be an occasion to show you.” I was stunned into silence and still feeling the phantom presence of his manhood in my hands.
“I’m glad you said something, but I don’t think this is right. We don’t want to ruin what we already have. I’m not the kind of girl that will step in between you and your wife. I’m sure other women would gladly jump at the opportunity, but I consider what we have together too damn important.” He was gripping the steering wheel and was leaning against it.
“I was stupid and I take it back. Forget it ever happened. I feel that we have something special and that maybe I should have chosen you over Michelle.” He had never given any indication that he was interested in me, but he was always good at hiding his feelings.
“You probably just have to take matters into your own hands. We could stop someplace and I could wait while you stroke that hungry serpent between your legs. The dripping seed along your fingers will help you to make short work of your orgasm. You’ll shoot like a geyser and then you will be able to think straight.” I was never much for being dainty and I had seen my fair share of young boys on the cusp of being an adult.
“I don’t know how you can be so easy to talk to about these things. I would take you up on your suggestion, but we really don’t have time.” He was staring straight ahead without making eye contact.
I didn’t want to give him the wrong idea by staring at his enlarged condition. I kept my eyes on the road and then the first hint of the storm began to pepper my hand outside the window.
Chapter Two
I heard the screeching of the brakes and he was turning the wheel sharply to avoid the unhealthy debris of a broken branch. My fingernails were gripping the dashboard…white knuckling it all the way. He slammed into a tree and it was a good thing we were wearing our seatbelts.
The rain was teeming and there was no way to see anything in front of us. The sky had darkened and the only light was the lightning flashing every few seconds.
“I’ve only been here once, but I think we can take a shortcut through the woods from here.” He surveyed the damage to his jeep and the sizzle of the radiator followed by a plume of steam confirmed that it was no longer road worthy.
“I’m not getting any signal.” I was waving my hand in the air with my phone trying to pick up anything.
“I would say the storm probably knocked out the antenna in the area. We need to get you out of those wet clothes.” We ran around the other side of the jeep and found a trampled down path leading to God knows where.
“Baxter, I hope you know what you’re doing and it’s not like I have any reference concerning our location. I can’t even get GPS to give us a hand in the right direction.” I followed close behind.
He produced a small hand held ax that he had gotten from the back of the jeep. He looked possessed, grumbling under his breath and slashing away at the loose branches. They would have surely slapped us in the face impeding our progress.
I couldn’t help but watch his fine posterior with those pants coming down a little with the weight of the water soaking through the material.
It was maybe 20 minutes later that we came across the cabin by the lake. It was supposedly bulging with fish and I could see myself wiling away hours in quiet contemplation with
a fishing rod in my hand.
“I know it has a generator.” He was using the flashlight on his phone to feel his way around the back of the cabin.
He was cursing a blue streak pulling the cord with the muscles on his forearms straining considerably. I could see the anchor tattoo on his skin. He had joined the Merchant Marines when he was 18 years old. He made his fortune from developing a device used by the military to track down enemy combatants.
I felt the impact and he landed on top of me with a certain part of his anatomy making direct contact with my own.
“You’re going to have to buy me dinner first. I’m not that easy.” He was staring at me and then his hands were shaking with how close he was to touching my breasts.
“I don’t know what we have in the cupboards, but I brought along some necessary provisions. I do see something that’s off the menu I might want to sink my teeth into. The wet look really does give you a hidden sexual quality.” I could say the same thing for him with his shirt practically see through.
“Kiss me before I change my mind.” Our passion unfolded quickly, exploding with a flurry of fingers pulling at pieces of fabric ripping away in our haste to see each other naked.
There was something freeing about doing it in nature and having our tongues thoroughly enjoying exploring the recesses of our mouths. I felt exposed and open to ridicule. He wasn’t laughing, but his mouth was parted in stunned appreciation for my form.
The rain was coming down in sheets and any thoughts of getting under the safety of the roof were lost in translation.
Our lips parted and his hands had a mind of their own. My nipples were grazing his palm and his eyes shined like diamonds. He lowered his head and squeezed my breasts long enough to inhale the long and pointed end of my nipple.
“I don’t know what has gotten into us, but I find myself curious to see how far we are willing to go.” To mention anything about his wife would’ve been tantamount to having to finish myself off.
I couldn’t bring myself to stop him when I knew what he had with Michelle was nothing more than a smiling façade.
“I don’t know about you, but I have this desperate need to find out how we fit together. Life is meant to be lived to the fullest and what I have with Michelle doesn’t give me those butterflies in my stomach. You’ve always had that capability of making me feel like I wasn’t comfortable in my own skin.” He went ahead and sucked on both of my nipples and then his hand snuck into the waistband of my jeans and underwear.
“Baxter… I want to tell you to stop, but I can’t. I think in some way we were waiting for one or the other to make a move. Everybody knows how sex can complicate things. It feels natural to be in your arms, I think that we should find someplace more comfortable.” He was in a state of delirium with his tongue moving around the area of my nipple and grabbing it with his teeth.
“I don’t want to move and I don’t want to say anything too loudly to give you any possibility of stopping this from happening.” He was doing everything right including the way that his knee was rubbing up against my very excited mound. His lips were like fire sizzling along my skin. He was causing me to squirm which only made our bodies rub together even closer than they were already.
“I’ve never had the occasion to do something in the great outdoors. I find it erotic and it makes me wet. You already know that from touching me. I would really like you to peel off my jeans and see for yourself.” He was tugging and I was undoing the button on the top.
“I just have to have you and the feel of the heat coming from you only makes me want to taste you on the tip of my tongue. I want you to feel it flutter against your clit. I want to suck it deep and to pull at it with my teeth grazing along the skin to drive you crazy.” I couldn’t get my pants off fast enough like they were on fire.
It was a warm rain and the spectacular fireworks of the lightning gave me something to watch while he insinuated himself between my legs. I felt the material being pulled from the cleft of my pussy. It was sticking to me and showed just how hot I was for his form.
“I see that you see no reason to take them off.” I brought my legs up and wrapped them around his head. The insistence of my strong thighs was able to pull him into the gravity of my sexual desire.
“I’ve wanted to see you like this for quite some time. I didn’t know how to say how much I wanted to fuck you without making it sound like I was putting you on the spot.” I would have listened to him without judgment, but I’m not sure that I would have been able to give him what he wanted at the time.
“It’s all about timing, Baxter. I can feel your hot breath touching me. I know that you’re teasing to make it impossible for me to resist. You want to slide your tongue into my wetness and to taste the product of my arousal.” I was feeding his need for me and he was more than happy to pull me apart like a wishbone.
The clothing I still had on above the waist was soaking wet not unlike another part of my anatomy. I began to move my body off the deck slamming my hole up against his mouth.
He was making some kind of sound which was the perfect way to add a little bit more incentive to my orgasm.
The sloshing sounds and the sloppy way that he was feeding on my hunger for him was not lost on me. I wanted him to give me all of his loving and then the gates of pleasure opened up to receive me.
“Yes…get that tongue in deep and I want you to go where no man has gone before.” I was gyrating, twisting and turning and pulling at his follicles like a wild woman possessed.
His tongue was amazing and was moving seamlessly throughout the steaming contents of my delicious nectar.
He was holding onto me and wasn’t letting go. His hands were leaving an imprint of his fingerprints on my skin. It was a good reminder of how long I had wasted on watching him with other women.
It must’ve killed him to see me with Adam. He never said anything and I felt bad to put him in the position of listening to my woes.
I had barely any time to think about his unrequited love for me. His tongue continued on the same course driving me wild with anticipation. I was trying to catch my breath and I realized that what we were doing was scaring me half to death. I knew this was going to change everything. It was yet to be determined whether this was a good thing or bad thing. Only time would tell the tale.
My impending orgasm started at the bottom and worked its way to the top making me shiver from the contact of his tongue wrapped around my little friend.
I kept him down with my hands firmly on the back of his head and then I let go. The intensity of the second orgasm was like the other one didn’t even measure up. I never felt that much in touch with my sexuality.
“Fuck me… I didn’t even get a chance to see it.” He had driven with the precision of a jackhammer between my legs. I held him lovingly and squeezed those muscles to hear him grunt his response.
“Ask and you will receive.” He pulled back and I quickly scrambled to a sitting position on my elbows.
The glistening shaft and the long vein down the back were quite a telling scene. I stared at him and reached out, but I just couldn’t bring myself to touch him in case this was some sort of hallucination.
Grabbing him from around the waist, I pulled him back down to where he was sinking into the mire of my sweet delights. I could feel myself riding that wave of euphoria and begging him to join me with only my eyes.
They were shining brightly with my mouth slightly parted and my tongue lazily moving across my lips.
“I want that nice hard cock and I can’t believe how good it feels to be filled up by you. I never knew it could be like this and sex for me in the past has been a pale comparison.” He was slowly and methodically moving his hips in slow motion.
I was able to feel every single inch all the way down to his heaving and heavy laden balls. I felt something unusual happening and then I was soaking him while convulsing on the ground in some sort of orgasmic fit.
“I always love the differences bet
ween women in the throes of ecstasy. There’s never anything the same and it’s always a joy to figure out those things that will have them reaching the highest plaque of their pleasure.” His hands were underneath me and keeping me elevated in a position where he had the power.
He was slamming into me repeatedly loud enough to sound like the very thunder cracking above.
I frantically pulled open his shirt, ripping the buttons and not giving a damn that I had ruined something quite expensive. It didn’t look like he was complaining and his thrusts were becoming quite deep inside me. This was a turning point in our relationship and there was no turning back once the flood of my juices coated his shaft from the top of the head all the way down.
“This is the best…that I’ve ever had it and you should be very careful about what you do next. It might be the difference between letting you go and never wanting to be apart.” He smiled wickedly, biting his bottom lip and then turning things up a notch.