Fair Play

by Mia Ford

  I put one to my lips and I let it slide down my throat before taking a hold of another. “I don’t need any further incentive to be with you. I’m not even sure that I believe that oysters are good for the libido. I don’t see us having any problem getting out of the gate.” The Swedish meatballs and the sauce that was supplied was a spicy combination that had me going back for seconds.

  We both consumed them with our fingers and even fed each other like we were true lovers. The fresh fruit was a perfect palate cleanser. My favorite part was the honeydew melon, so succulent and sweet that it made me starve for his flesh quivering underneath my touch.

  “Gillian, I believe that we have reached the portion of the evening where there’s only one place left to go.” I had not questioned him on what his plans were for Lillian. This was not the time or place to discuss business. This was a time for our bodies to do the talking for us.

  “I thought that you would never ask.” I’d talked to a few young ski bunnies and had convinced them that I needed something to make this night more memorable. One black haired vixen gave me a red negligee that would have Marshall stopping in his tracks. I had already unzipped the snow suit that I was wearing.

  I was about to follow him upstairs with our fingers barely touching when I thought of something that we might need. I grabbed the bottle of champagne and I didn’t see there being a necessity for glasses.

  I entered the bedroom and the scene was like a fairy tale come true. Candles were lit and there was a smattering of rose petals leading from the threshold to the bed. The sheets were changed. He had arranged to have red silk sheets to be curled around us in the throes of passion.

  I turned to him and put my hand on his chin, bringing him down so that we were pressing lips together. I slithered like a snake down to the floor, pressing my cheek against his engorged state and then pulling down the zipper with only my teeth. It didn’t take much to extricate him from his prison. It was thick and inviting, but I thought of something that would make it that much more palatable.

  “I’m not sure that I like the look in your eye. You are obviously up to something and I think that it would be a good idea to lay your cards on the table.” I grabbed the champagne that was already opened. I think he got a better idea of what I had in mind when I tipped it over and that cool to the touch liquid ran in rivers down the shaft.

  He was momentarily startled by the impact of the cold hitting his skin, but I followed that up with the consumption of my mouth. It had the necessary results. He was drooling along the surface of my tongue and every time that I squeezed from the bottom to top there was more that replaced what I had swiped off.

  “You are definitely full of surprises.” There was a catch in his throat and the way that he was looking down at me biting his bottom lip was priceless. “I don’t know who you think you are, but I have to say that I might have bitten off more than I can handle.” He had no idea how true that statement really was.

  I’m sure that he didn’t think that I could go all the way, but I showed him that I had a bit of a nasty streak in me. The combination of the champagne and what was clinging to the tip of his organ was making me hungry for more. I bobbed up and down with his apples slapping up against my chin each time that I let him tickle my tonsils.

  He was running his hands lovingly through my hair and moaning with growls of appreciation that I was feeding on. That was my drug of choice and an addiction that had me unwilling to relinquish my claim on my prize.

  “You really do know how to make a guy feel good about himself. That mouth of yours is amazing and you must’ve been very popular in school with this technique.” That was something that I could probably say to him over and over again about the way that he had taken me to new heights of pleasure downstairs on the island this morning.

  It was erotic to have him wearing his clothes and me down on my knees wearing mine. The only indication that something untoward was going on was what was easily sliding in and out of my mouth.

  “Let’s not go too far and I would like to have something left in the chamber. I’m sure that it would feel wonderful to give you a mouthful, but I’m inclined to wait for another time.” I scraped him with my teeth, as he pulled free with a nasty pop of my lips. I didn’t want to let go and the evidence of that was the streak of teeth marks along the length of him.

  “You should never take away a bone from a salivating dog in heat.” He lifted me to my feet, untucked my shirt from my jeans and then unbuttoned it slowly until I was exposing the little secret that I was keeping from him. He looked at the way that my breasts molded to the fabric of that delicate piece of lingerie. He couldn’t take his eyes off of me and I couldn’t have wished for a better result.

  “I have to say once again that you are always trying to up the ante. I love that about you. You’re not like other women that are perfectly content in letting the man do all the work. It’s even that much better when I have feelings for you that are not just about your delectable body and the way that you can use it.” I had no interest in escaping his clutches. The way that he pushed me towards the mattress had me lying there in a compromising position.

  He lifted my legs and I frantically pulled at the button of my jeans. I pulled down the zipper at the same time. I knew that he was never going to let me go.

  He grabbed me by the waist and he pulled those jeans down while I shimmied in place to help him. Between the two of us, we were able to get me out of those things. He used two fingers to flip up the material on that negligee to see that I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I picked up the bottle of champagne and he grabbed it from my hands like I was testing his willpower

  He drank from the bottle and then pushed me to the center of the bed and gave me the same treatment that I gave him. His tongue was followed by a mouthful of liquor that had me standing practically on my head with my body arched and a moan of stunned appreciation coming from my lips.

  “I thought that I was the only one that was full of surprises. It would appear that we both like to keep the other guessing.” I looked down between my legs and I could see him working his hand around the base of his love muscle.

  “You’re not the only one that can think outside the box, Gillian. Stick with me and I promise that I will give you the moon.” He turned and I slapped both of his cheeks as he gave me the full moon. That was the kind of humor that had me smiling as he finally got into position with the knob kissing those lips that he had just vacated.

  “I do believe that I have met my match and vice versa. Lillian has no idea what kind of hornet’s nest that she has stirred up by coming after us. If she has any hope at all then she will have to try to divide and conquer and that’s not going to work with us.” I reached down; holding him at the base and feeling him shudder from the way that my fingers skimmed up and down his length.

  “I can’t stand it any longer, Gillian. I have to know what I have been missing out on. It’s been a burning question in my mind from the moment that we met.” He was in position and he just had to move his hips a little towards me to bury his staff.

  He penetrated me with the head, pulled out and circled my clit with his knob. That left behind this wetness that clung to me like a second skin.

  “You have taken your toll on me. I feel weak because every time that I think of you I get these profound images in my head. I know that you’re teasing me on purpose, but you better be aware that it’s not a good thing to play with fire. It’s possible that you will get burned.” I followed that statement up with my body pushing forward and giving him the keys to the threshold of my sex.

  I opened up like a newly bloomed rose, the lips closing in around him and the suction from within keeping his attention. I saw the look in his eyes as each inch sank into the depths of my moist opening. I had my legs spread as far as they could go and it was a wonder that I was even able to bend that way.

  “That has got to be the best feeling in the world. I have you stuffed full and there’s not even an
inch to spare. I fucking love the way that you took charge. You weren’t going to wait around. I like that you are able to keep me on my toes.” Speaking of toes, he was lifting my leg and was sucking each individual digit sending signals to another part of my anatomy that was quite juicy already.

  He stayed completely still, letting me adjust to the thickness and the size of his manhood before taking a hold of my ankles in his hands. They felt like shackles, but then he started that seesaw motion that had the friction of our bodies slamming together. My ass was coming off of the mattress to meet him stroke for stroke. I think that he enjoyed the effort that I made to make it that much more pleasurable for him.

  He had shed his clothing and he never looked any better than in his birthday suit. The sweat was dripping from his body onto mine.

  “Don’t just think about it…do it already.” My words encouraged a deeper penetration with sharp and decisive jabs of his hips that had me rising to the occasion. My nipples were hard enough to cut through glass. My legs were around his waist and I was waiting for him to come in for the kill.

  “I can’t get over the way that you have driven me to the edge. I have barely begun and I already feel that the gun is about to go off. I have to slow down and think of something that isn’t sexual like maybe my grandmother in a bikini.” That was not helping any matters, but it did seem to sustain him long enough to make my climax give its seal of approval.

  “I’m cumming… I know that you can feel it… YESSSS.” My insides began to vibrate and squeeze the living daylights out of him. His mouth was parted and I think that I surprised him by the control that I had over those internal muscles. I was not only letting the climax massage him in a profound way, but I was also squeezing down at the same time. It was enough to milk any man dry, yet he stayed in the cockpit and went from first gear to third gear in a matter of seconds.

  He pulled out, completely saturated and looking ready to explode, but he had other ideas. I found myself on my hands and knees, presenting and letting him slip forward in between the devil lips of my sex. I blistered his foreskin, scorching his flesh and that left him to scream in a combination of pain and pleasure. His manly orbs were full to overflowing and I could feel the plum sized family jewels getting ready to go off like a canon.

  I could hear the slapping of our flesh and the way that he would move his fingers down my spine like he was playing the xylophone. I felt him hold onto my hips and then I reached for the headboard and hung on as he drove repeatedly like a piston over and over again. It was like I was getting taken care of by the energizer bunny.

  “Yes…take me there again…take me there again and I will never leave you… AHHHH.” The intensity was getting too much to bear and I wasn’t sure how much I could take before I found my body short circuiting underneath this kind of release of sexual endorphins.

  “You have my senses reeling. I’m trying my best to keep up with your insatiable demand. The last thing I want to do is to leave you unsatisfied. I don’t think that I have anything to worry about. Damn it…you have no idea what I have done to keep myself from losing it all together.” He had quickened the motion of his hips and the way that he had enlarged inside me was a good indication that things were coming to an end.

  I was in the middle of yet another orgasmic moment, losing my energy and having my arms collapse from underneath me. I went face first into the mattress as he continued to pummel me with his loving embrace.

  “Gillian… Gillian… GILLIAN.” There is no better sound than having your name screamed in the throes of passion. It signified that we were connected body and soul and there was nobody that was going to rip us asunder.

  He buried all of his inches, held still and pulsated with a fire from his hose that came in long streaks of heated bliss. The fuse had been lit and the dynamite had gone off unexpectedly. I couldn’t have asked for anything better.

  He was still inside me, but his strength and virility had diminished slightly. He finally emerged with an audible wet pop. I fell forward with him on top of me, biting my earlobes and causing tingles and shivers of excitement to run up and down my spine.

  “I have to say that you were worth waiting for. That was something that words do not do it justice. I hope that each and every time is like that and even more so. A man like you is hard to come by.” I had five more days and I had some ideas to keep him coming back for more.

  “What makes you think that I’m done with you? I just need to get my second wind and then we can try a position that is called the wheelbarrow. I think you know exactly what I’m talking about and I do hope that you enjoy having the blood run to your head.” He was depleted, but it was not down for the 10 count. It only took a flick of my fingers to make it jerk back to life.

  “I don’t know how long it has been since I had a man that didn’t feel that it was over after they got their just desserts. I have to say that you make me look at all the guys that I have been with and I shudder to think that I gave them even a moment of my time.” He was tracing figure eights on my back and was blowing warm air onto the back of my neck.

  “It’s nice of you to say that, but I think it’s the company that makes a world of difference. I’ve given you my best and I have never said that about any other woman. There’s always something that I leave in reserve, but this time it’s different. I can’t believe that I’m even contemplating doing it again. The way that you touch me ignites that ember into a full blown blaze.” He was watching me with those eyes and loving me with that physique that didn’t know the meaning of the word quit.

  “I’m certainly not going to stop you from rising from the ashes. I think the feel of my hand wrapped around you is giving a certain part of you something to think about.” I was squeezing rhythmically, feeling it grow and become what I remembered it to be. He finally grabbed me by the wrist and pried my fingers off of him one at a time.

  “I’m not sure about this position, but I’m willing to give it the old college try.” He pushed me to the edge of the bed and then I went over with my hands keeping me from banging my head against the floor. I was practically upside down with him leaning forward and driving into me like a jackhammer. It was an awkward position, but it did touch me in a different way. I didn’t know that it was possible to get this kind of penetration. My brain was sending signals of pleasure throughout my body like a wave that I couldn’t control.

  I could tell from my vantage point that this position was making him feel that fatigue in his legs. That didn’t stop him and I think that it even pushed him to go beyond what he was thinking that he was capable of.

  “Yes…just like that…keep doing that and don’t stop even if I tell you to. This is a fun night to remember and I want to leave you with something more than a memory.” I was grunting with replies of animalistic lust in my heart.

  “I can’t believe that I haven’t found a woman like you. It seems unlikely with all those that have accompanied me to bed. In all that time, I never once found a woman that was going to spend more than a weekend with me. I see the way that you have swallowed me whole and I can’t help to think that maybe you are too much for any man.” I let him have his way, completely at the mercy of his manhood and loving every minute of it.

  “Oh, yeah…that’s what I’m talking about…FASTER…HARDER…DEEPER…YESSS.” I screamed again, a piercing wail that sounded like somebody was being killed in here. He lost his balance, stumbled forward and landed still connected to me. It was that distraction that drew from him a moan of complete satisfaction. He didn’t have all that much left in reserve. It didn’t matter.

  We lay on the floor looking at the ceiling and then at each other before bursting out into laughter at the absurdity of it all. I slapped him playfully on his chest and he returned the favor by biting one of my nipples and causing me to punch him in the arm.

  “I don’t know if you noticed, but we’ve been going at it for almost 3-hours. You make me nervous that I’m not going to be able to keep up with you, M
arshall. You have a real insatiable quality that I find lacking in most men. They usually turn over after the first time and are snoring before I even have a chance to tell them that they didn’t get the job done.” I could remember on one hand how many men were able to make me reach for the stars.

  “It just goes to show you that we have both been with the wrong people. We were right underneath each other’s noses and didn’t even know it. I remember you when I came in to buy a car about a year ago. You were still getting your sea legs, but I could see something of potential. Your boss was almost close to firing you, but I told him to give you a chance. Every Christmas that I spend with his family, he always tells me that you were the best thing that ever happened to him. I think that I would like to repeat that from the top of my lungs to anybody that is willing to listen.” I didn’t know any of this, but I did sense that my boss really didn’t feel that I had a place in his company. I thought for sure that he was going to give me my walking papers on that first week, but he sat me down and told me that he thought that I had something. That fire of encouragement made me turn to my sexuality as my weapon of choice.

  “You might have saved my job, but I was the one that finally took my head out of the sand. I realized that I had the tools and I just had to learn to use them in the right way. I’m sure that you do remember me and you have to admit that I’m pretty damn memorable. I’m afraid to tell you that I don’t remember you, but you have certainly made up for that in spades.” I touched his lips and then we kissed with a delicate touch that had me feeling like I was safe and secure in his arms.

  “We have five days to continue to have a bit of fun and also come up with a good way to ambush Lillian at her own game. I have been working behind the scenes to place the players on the board. You are going to need to get yourself a wig. I suggest going redhead and I’ve always been a sucker for a carrot top. I’ve taken the liberty of getting you a job where you’re going to be a wolf in sheep’s clothing.” He told me his plan and it meant that I was going to have to be in a disguise.