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Staying with Him By MadQuill 2015 Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. This is a Love Story without a transgender theme. Enjoy this tale and read the other specialized fictionman I've written. Thank you I was late for my nail appointment again. I had to resolve why I always seemed to be running late. Chris said it wasn't worth re-training myself. But I just felt something needed to change. Appointments, meetings, even paying bills; I didn't try hard enough to do things on time. Distracted by no true responsibilities I wondered if I just wanted to be a pain in the ass and make people think I was busy. I shuffled through the crowd on the sidewalk but bump into another woman who was coming out of the Salon. "I'm sorry Miss, please come out first," I said and smiled. As she passed I quickly studied her nails and then her outfit. I could wear something so revealing but I always put those dresses and blouses back on the rack. I could easily see her breasts as I was less than twenty inches from her as she passed. That she had style was evident. I felt dowdy standing there while she clicked passed in her tall heels. As I waited for my technician I reviewed the trash gossip rags but was bored reading of other's lives moving passed. The MetroGal magazine had the usual racy cover and strongly worded heralds, 'Best Sex Ever!', but I opened it to the contents anyway. The Salon must have been overbooked. Sammie was still with a new customer. Someone else had gotten my time- slot. I looked at my phone after a while to note I'd been waiting nearly twenty minutes. As a waited I daydreamed about my marriage. After ten years Chris was still very attentive and gorgeous. His physique had not changed. He played hard at all of the sports he did as well as working out twice a week. The family we'd discussed didn't happen. It wasn't that our selfishness was too strong but the changes in each of us may have been at the root of our slow and uneventful lapse. We still made love regularly; I mean two or three times a month seemed to keep us both happy. The needs of his work, the rush of suburban DC and the health scare I'd had led to the unsettled family plans. Chris's work averaged fifty-five hours a week. Moving closer to DC allowed him to cut the travel to about forty minutes a day. He was happier with access to the train. Driving in was destroying him due to the bottlenecks and roadwork delays. It was also helpful having a great gym in the building. The workouts helped him relax. But I was a mess. Having more time was good and I was still at my wedding weight due to my cardio regiment. The volunteering filled some of my weeks. Now with him away more I'd slipped back to bad habits. I could have gone on this trip with him. Now I was alone and thinking the core problem was in me. I felt I needed more discipline. The next article was too much, 'Good Girls can Enjoy Anal' so I flipped by but the last page of the spread caught my attention, 'I actually orgasm intensely' the caption read. I looked about at the others waiting. There were at least two girls before me. I turned back to the beginning page. Now using my phone browser I searched a follow-up reference and learned more than I'd care to about anal foreplay, the toys suggested for beginners and how to get Chris interested in my bottom. Maybe a spark would help us. Maybe it could help me. The next site suggested that a 'person' initially play alone. The author noted that this is a sexual activity that is enjoyed by males and females, hetro and gay. She suggested that each person find his or her comfort level with a toy before initiating anal in bed with your lover. I was so focused reading from the small screen I didn't see Sammie standing near. "You seem to be intent Leslie. What's got you so interested?" Walking back with her I didn't answer immediately since there were others within earshot. "Sorry I missed the appointed time. The MetroGal article on butt sex." I snickered as her hand came to my arm and she guided me to the seat. "New station for today." She was smiling. "I read that article. The stuff the author writes about is somewhat off base. I'd suggest she hasn't had a stick in her buns." I giggled. "And you have Sammie?" She moved closer and offered, "My roommate loves anal." I frowned slightly. "But isn't she a lesbian?" "Yeah but she got me into anal play nearly six months ago. We enjoy each other occasionally and use her strap-on." Watching her working on my cuticles I just shut up as Sammie continued sharing her butt exploits. She talked of 'Fifty Shades' and other sources for her love of backdoor sex. Twenty minutes later as I waited for the polish to dry she told me, "I don't want to suggest you're old Leslie, but it's a generational thing. Younger women don't seem as hung-up on the idea that you only use your vagina for sex. Mouths, hands, butts whatever to keep the romance going." I had a lovely man in my life. He somehow accepted that I couldn't or wouldn't have children. Chris supported me after I'd left my job as a legal researcher for a top legal firm. I'd come to realize that I needed to spend some time reordering my life. I was fortunate to have my health but most fortunate to have Chris. Having been saving most of my six- figure salary we had a comfortable investment account. The first year after I'd left my position we had moved from the older suburban part of town to a comfortable Condo along the Potomac, a short walk to the Metro. The new neighbors were a mix of open-minded southerners, many who had already raised their families, and dinks who wanted more space than downtown offered. The women friends I had found were mostly transplants with spouses who worked in the Metro area. Chris rode the rail into downtown most days. He was out of town for six days with a west coast based client needing his expertise. This had become the norm. Chris traveled at least once every month as his position became more essential to the company. When he was required to travel to interesting places I would sometime tag along. Paris and Berlin had been special last spring. The trip to Tokyo in the fall hadn't been. The customs and the relationships men had with their spouses seem off to me and I was out of place simply due to being five- eight. Most men I'd been introduced to were shorter and all of the women looked at me and my heels as a bit strange. Chris was a good lover and I nearly always had an orgasm with oral sex. I needed that loving from him but I'd never had one from penetration though. Now I was randy and he was away. The MetroGal article included an ad for a shop in the Northwest. I decided to further my investigation and grabbed a cab. When I was in grad school I'd had a brief affair with my Research partner. Her experience was significantly beyond mine at twenty-two years old. The sexual experience was important for I realized I must have fulfillment. My lover was the first to lick my pussy. She was also the first lover to slide her tongue around my anus. After ten weeks I felt that Missy was too committed to a life without men. I met Chris a few months later and thankfully he knew how to make my body happy. He loved licking me to orgasm and that meant his tongue slid about my butt on occasion. I just wish we made more love. I wished we could find things to keep us close. Walking into the lobby of our building with the black bag seemed wrong. Concealed inside were three small packages which the salesgirl had recommended. She had saved me from an assertive male employee. "Jon I think this customer would appreciate my assistance." Shelly had recommended a kit with toys and a lube and a soft dildo, "You don't have one of these?" as well as a vibrating wand. "Start by getting acquainted with your new dick alone. Your mind may be your biggest barrier so relax, I mean really relax. Then relax some more. It doesn't have to hurt that's why playing by yourself can be helpful. You're in charge you know." The doorman didn't even look up as I walked passed. When I got upstairs I'd realized I needed some other things and took the BMW keys from the drawer. We only used the car once a week now but I wanted a new outfit. That woman this morning had reminded me that I was still good looking, slim and sexy. My skinny jeans and flats together with my simple ponytail weren't going to cut it any longer. Returning to the lobby the doorman now noticed me, or at least he heard my heels as I approached from the elevator. "Good afternoon Mrs. Lai. How are you today?" He hadn't noticed me the other two trips through lobby! Now with my long hair down and the jeans replaced with a skirt and heels Tony says hello. Damn, I thought, Men! After the Kate Spade stop and then the Ann Taylor store I hit BCBG and came home with two new outfits and a new dress in white. Chris wouldn't bat an eye about the two grand since the cards weren't his to pay. I won't pay these bills late. The afternoon shift meant I didn't have to see Tony again, but Sasha was at the lobby desk. She was the only female on the staff. "Wow! Mr. Lai is in for a night! You look so good Ms. Leslie." I guess my appearance at this hour was atypical to her. "I just needed some things. My jeans were all in the wash Sasha. Thank you but Chris, ah Mr. Lai is out of town." She whistled lowly. "Then you take care that no one jumps your bones Ms. Leslie." When I got in the apartment and looked at myself I realized that when I'd re-dressed at the BCBG store I had forgotten my bra. I must have left it in the dressing room for it wasn't in the bag either. The third dress I'd bought had built-in support and I absentmindedly forgot the simple white garment. Sasha was the only person, other than the salesgirl that would have seen my pert breasts rolling about as I walked. It was a good bra but not worth a return trip. It was curious that my day had taken such a different path. That I could have simply forgotten to put on my bra! That woman I collided with at the Salon door wouldn't have thought a moment about my appearance. Somehow her manner and confidence had ruled my mindset today. New toys for an adventure, sexy heels and a tightly fitted dress; but I still had work to do. First I went on-line and study the site I'd found earlier regarding the toy use and cleaning. It sounded a little messy. Stepping from the shower an hour later I felt fresh and smooth. Wrapped in my robe I was surprised I was nearly two pounds lighter today but I walked to the soft lounge chair with my Mac to review what I'd read earlier. Relaxation of the body's muscles was the goal. 'Take it slow and use plenty of lube' I went to the linen closet and found a protective pad and another towel. Lying atop the bed I used my index finger to moisten my tight puckered hole. After a few minutes my thin finger slipped in passed the knuckle. I was surprised that this caused no pain. The website said the muscles may need up to twenty minutes relax. 'Use a second finger to slowly open your anus' I focused a bit more but the tight opening allowed my second finger to enter. There was a sense of joy first because I had assumed this would hurt and second because now with my fingers inside my bottom I noticed the tingle and I laid back to enjoy the feeling. My fingers had pushed passed the inner muscle after a few minutes. I considered what to do next and reached for the wand. The toy was about six inches long and tapered with a bulbous end. My bottom would need more lube before I was going to try to enter the tight passage with the thicker toy. Again being aware of the time I slipped my fingers out of my butt and moved the toy to the puckered opening. As I initiated the penetration I could feel the soft plastic toy better than my fingers since I could focus on the toy's progress. Now it was at the narrower neck and I was surprise when my bottom pulled the toy inside without any additional force. I wanted to understand how this had occurred and withdrew the wand and began the penetration a second time. Again it reached a point and my bottom's muscles sucked it deeper. The sensation was incredible. I carefully moved to the edge of the bed and then slipped my feet into my mules. Walking gingerly to the dressing room mirror I turned about and saw that only the short end, or about an inch was evident. The toy wasn't causing any pain and I decided to see how my body handled moving around while this long sexy toy stayed within me. I slipped the robe back on and went to get a glass of wine. As I waddling across the carpet I began to feel the unique tinge from the stimulation of the wand. When I'd place the small control on the bedside stand I must have inadvertently turned on the vibrator. The instructions indicated that the toy had a variety of settings from least to aggressive stimulation. Now the soft but certain pulsing within my bottom showed me something new about my backdoor. I returned to the bedroom and picked up the control and the vibrator stopped. The switch was meant to require being tapped slightly. I pushed it and the toy began again but at a little bit more intense level. I placed it down carefully and stepped toward the Kitchen. The action within my body could be described as subtle but 'there'. As I poured the Chardonnay into the crystal stemware I had to focus as the vibrator reminded me that it was still within me. "My god," I said quietly. This was a new type of pleasure. I was definitely excited. As I stepped around the apartment I wondered how the toy would affect me as a sat quietly watching the afternoon News? Would the slightly curved toy allow me to sit without discomfort? Carefully I sat on the edge of the sofa so that the toy didn't shift. Then I slid onto my hip and rotated to a sitting position of the sofa, the toy still buzzing softly. Then it happened; the vibration level increased without me having touched the control! I must have set it to one of its progressive patterns. As the newscaster spoke of the latest conditions overseas I had to focus to avoid be pulled into the sexual action of the new lover. I could have retrieved the control and stopped the toy but I was trying to become aware of not only its potential but also how I was moved and excited by playing with my butt. This toy in my pussy would have caused so much juice it would have slipped out. In my bottom it felt great so I decided to let it continue. When the news came back after a commercial break their was a female reporter. She reminded me of the woman I bumped into this morning. As I considered the memory the toy changed the pulse pattern again and the intensity increased as well. The TV showed this great looking babe and my mind became overwhelmed with longing. I wanted to have the reporter between my knees licking me as her hands played with the toy stimulated my ass. I reached to move the robe aside and my finger touched my pussy to find I was quite wet and aroused. As I lightly touched my moist outer labia the toy stepped up intensity again and I fell back allowing myself to enjoy this as I closed my eyes. I grasped the end of the wand and carefully moved the toy as I imagine the newscaster loving my body and the onset of the peak began. Surprised that with only a bit of clitoral stimulation I was coming I rapidly played the toy within my ass. "Ahhh damn!" I considered what had occurred without Chris' mouth on my button. I needed to find a way to get him into my butt. He wasn't to travel east until Friday; four days alone. Well I could have been alone but instead decided to continue the butt adventure. I wanted to share this, but with a woman. If I could have I would call that tall woman in the heels and sexy dress from the Salon. Having a female lover just seemed appropriate at that moment. I considered calling Sammie. Not for a sex partner but to asked about that woman. I think it was her scent that I remembered best. It was a little musky and floral too; it was similar to the fragrance I used occasionally called Narciso. These thoughts hadn't been so present in years. The quietness of my marriage somehow allowed me to feel I needed something or someone else for an interlude. Honestly, I wanted to lick some pussy especially since this afternoon's blast. I thought about the idea of cheating; hadn't I already crossed a boundary with the toys? It was just a thought but calling Sammie would be full of issues. I needed to find a less connected female. Now I was dressing to head out to a lesbian gathering I'd found on-line with an event tonight. Tuesday's were quiet and the restaurant in downtown opened for the group of female professionals. I wasn't sure how to dress but figured that it was more of an after business hours crowd so the black bodycon pencil dress with a deep cleavage would work. I was after all trying to meet someone. The consideration had pushed me to research the world of women lovers on-line and The Sofa offered an ideal engine for just that. Twenty minutes later I knew what I wanted. In the taxi I spoke with Chris for few minutes but he was still working due to the time difference. At least he knew I was out for the evening. "Leslie, I'm glad you're getting an evening out. We'll talk in the morning okay?" As he said this I shifted on the seat as the driver eyed me in the rearview mirror. I had to adjust my dress hem as the welt of my stocking was exposed. "I miss you Chris. I now wished I'd had come to Palo Alto with you. Maybe I've been resistive to things. I need to change that about myself, and I need to stop being late!" "I still love you Leslie," I interrupted him, "I know. I love you too." The cab had arrived. At the door of the restaurant two women were handling the new arrivals. "Nice to meet you Leslie. Your first night means you don't pay the cover, just for the dinner. I don't think you'll be buying any drinks tonight. I love the dress. The new girls tend to be very well received with this crowd. We're at about half force but it's early. Within thirty minutes most of the late girls will be here." Her name was Lee and she was an Architect but I hadn't met any architect with legs like hers. Lee was taller than me by three inches at nearly six feet. Such long lovely legs. I wondered if she would the one. "Is that Narciso you're wearing?" she smiled warmly. "We're glad you could join us tonight Leslie." Her eyes were intensely studying my chest and I saw the subtle kiss formed on her lips. I didn't make it to the bar to ask for a chardonnay. A beauty in a dark blue pant suit seems to have been waiting. "This is for you. I'm Denny, Denise I can't stand. I don't recall seeing you?" I finished the half sip. "Umm, Perfect, I'm Leslie and yes this is a little bit new to me. Thank you for the wine, well this is french?" Denny moved a half step closer. "I like Burgundy. This is a cote de Beaune oh-five." She talked for three minutes and I knew I didn't want to sleep with her. She was lovely but too bossy. Fifteen minutes later and holding my second glass I met Marie. She was nearly my height with subtle gray in her mainly blonde head. She was dressed in a fitted suit that was clearly Italian; a charcoal pinstripe with a jacket and the hem just above the knee. Her blouse was discrete but I could see the faint outline of her areoles through her lacy bra. I wondered how she could feel comfortable in a business setting dressed like that. An hour later we were out the door and into a cab. "I knew I wanted you Leslie when you were studying my brassiere. I'd changed my blouse before I arrived at the restaurant. It's a surefire trick if I want to find a lover at those events." A moment later she was kissing me and her hands were up my dress as she whispered, "I know this seems a bit fast paced Leslie and I can see your wedding tan." She kissed me and our tongues mixed our saliva. "I want to fuck you. I have to fuck you." Clearly I'd found a strong woman to sleep with tonight. I was stalled by the action of her fingers beneath my dress. I kept looking toward the driver and resisting my moans as Marie played softly near my thong and then as she slipped the fabric aside and felt my moist slit. "I like that you are excited by me Leslie." Her long finger entered me. I closed my eyes and fell back to the seat as her second finger entered my pussy and her thumb rubbed my clit gently. Her mouth moved to mine as a moment later I came and she pushed into my body with her tongue and fingers. She stayed on my mouth until I relaxed. "Good Girl. Next you'll lick me and maybe later I'll help you come again. Pay the man for the show bitch." And she was out the cab door as I watched her tight butt move away. "Here sir, I only have a twenty so keep the five dollars as a tip." I smiled widely. "Lady I would have given you a free ride after that. I was going." I stopped him by simply turning and stepping to follow Marie. She was talking with the doorman in the Lobby. "Leslie meet George." In the elevator she kissed me but only after pushing her fingers into my mouth. "Do you like the taste of pussy? I do." Her hand had moved to my dress edge as the kiss continued. "Almost there; it's on the twenty-first floor." That first night with Marie was full of surprises. She had positioned me on the edge of her sofa and told me to remain while she prepared. "I'll need only a quick rinse. Stay there please." From this position I could see downtown and the lights on the Monument. I considered how quickly she had establish her dominant role as I relaxed for two or three minutes. Good to her word I heard her walking near and saw her in the reflection of the glass. She had a dildo about her waist and the pink cock protruded from edge of her black chemise. She reached and lifted the hem of my dress and roughly pulled the thong aside. "I like your hose selection but the garter should be under this thong girl." She bent and licked my body and then moved upward and we kissed. I longed for a stiff cock inside me but wasn't expecting my lesbian fried to start there. My pussy was all over her face. "You smell like me Marie." She paused our kis. "My make-up is smeared with your juice. Here, suck my dick so I can get it into you." I played my tongue about the pink soft fake cock. "That's enough. I want to come while fucking you and the stimulation of your licking is going to bring off." Stepping back to the sofa edge. "Look toward the Monument," she entered me in one single push. "My cock has found it's new home Leslie." Her one hand was at my vulva while the second was pushing the fingers into my mouth. She rode me for a few minutes before the hand left my mouth and started to release the zip of my dress. With the zip only half open she pulled my breasts from the brassiere and played with my taut nipples. "Fuck I love girls in this position. Maybe some time I fuck your ass like this Leslie." I couldn't answer for her fingers moved back to my mouth. I minute later I was peaking for her fake cock was banging me perfectly. I tensed and she knew. "Wait for me bitch." The action of her phallus increased as she began to climax too. "Oh, Oh Les, oh you little bitch," she screamed into my ear for she was atop my back. I felt her breasts moving just below the strap of my brasserie. "Aaah girl." We collapsed forward and rested together. I enjoyed her aggressiveness more than I would have thought. Her phallus was still inside me as she shifted to kiss me. "I like playing with you Leslie. Did I do okay?" I kissed her and licked her lip slowly. "My pussy need a 'man' tonight. Yes that was fun." The next morning she called for her car service. "The driver will drop you wherever. Can we do dinner tonight? Your Chris can't have you back yet Leslie. I like fucking you. Maybe tonight we'll get some take-out?" Her hand was on my under my hem atop my thong as she said this. She had my pussy wet again. We had met less than thirteen hours ago but I loved the subtle yet clear role Marie had established for me. Marie called me after two o'clock. "I was serious about fucking you Leslie." I was wearing only my robe as I paced around talking with Marie. "You mean I can count on seeing you with that fat thing sticking out beneath your chemise again?" She had several toys including one she just slipped into her pussy. Marie moaned into the phone. "This day has to end soon. I want to be with you Leslie. Can you meet me near the office? We'll stop for a drink then pick up some food and head to my apartment." She had suggested that she would take my ass last night and that was what I wanted. "Is there something you're forgetting Marie?" I knew she would be fucking me tonight but I wanted her to beg me to prepare. Again she moaned. "You're going to make me say it aren't you, you little tease." "I have to believe you will be patient and careful Marie. I haven't given that hole even to Chris." She swore. "Shit! I'm closing down my work in sixty minutes. You're still a virgin?" It was fine to push our date ahead. "I'll be waiting outside your building. Fresh and ready for my new lover." Last night she had been the top and she had me coming as her tongue slid over my upturned bottom. The third orgasm was as she fingered me and licked my butt. I hadn't been loved like that since college. Missy had enjoyed anilingus but Marie was more loving and my orgasm was special. Afterward I initiated my tongue to her pussy but was reserved when I was near her back hole. We would see each other again and I left the apartment dressed in my best LBD and four-inch slingbacks just after two. Sasha was in the mailroom and missed my passing thank god. I slipped into the taxi and was on my way downtown. My body was excited and fresh. My lover's tongue was on my mind when my phone buzzed. It was Chris. I had decided to tell him I was dining with a friend in Downtown. "Good but Leslie please get a taxi. What's her name?" I provided a bit of background on Marie but didn't tell him she was sexy and that she had brought me off three times last night, nor that her long toy had fucked his wife like she had needed so badly. "I'll be fine dear. Can I expect you Friday evening or is the flight later?" So I had at least until eight Friday evening to visit with Marie. I could see her again on Thursday and Friday as well. As the cab passed the Tidal Basin I considered how I might continue the affair. Could I tolerant seeing Chris in bed with Marie or would that be asking too much of both of them? For the first time I considered whether Chris might have strayed during this period of our marriage. He had plenty of opportunity. Then I considered what I had initiated; a tryst to fulfill an urge that could destroy my marriage. Though I saw it as a way of helping Chris and I become close again it could backfire. I decided that after tonight I would evaluate my next move. I enjoyed Marie but I was still in love with Chris. I had to be careful rather than allowing Marie to become involved with my marriage. As he hung up the hotel phone Chris rolled back onto the bed and looked across the beautiful perfect back, the smooth skin of the woman he had spent all day in bed with. His appointment for the day had cancelled and he decided to ask the escort to stay. She was only twenty-six but this woman loved every position Chris could conjure and she loved it in her ass as well. He couldn't imagine Leslie rolling over and allowing him to fuck her like that. He smiled for he was anticipating the evening ahead. Room service and more sex. He had only used an escort once before and that was nearly a year ago. When he'd returned to Virginia last year he had been tested. Thankfully his and Leslie's sexual active had been restrained and the results were ready before that crazy night of their anniversary. The house had sold easily and the apartment move had gone okay. Unloading the four thousand square foot house was the best move. Their love life had been good for a few months after they settled into the fifth floor pad. He didn't miss the suburban travel nor the expectations of the many neighboring couples. He wanted to be faithful to Leslie but they just didn't seem adventurous enough. This sleeping woman had fulfilled the fantasy he couldn't imagine sharing with Leslie. Maybe he could settle down and try and grow old with her if she would start to be daring. Now his worry was whether his sexual exploits had compromised his health. He would have to get tested again. He wondered why he didn't just get tested here in the Valley before heading east. Last night I failed to register how Marie's apartment was decorated for I had a goal and it was beneath her dress. Marie had a narrowly trimmed mons and the first time I kissed it that evening she moved her hands to control my focus. I enjoyed her leading me that way, though it wasn't necessary. Just her way and I conformed to her needs. Tonight I knelt in front of her with the skirt of her red suit hiked and held by her other hand. Her nipples had been moistened by my tongue playing through her blouse while my fingers released the buttons. She had played in my panties in the cab and noted my hose selection. I looked at her sexy sheer panty and her beautiful six-clasp garters. I licked her slit through her thin panties. "That's such an eager little beaver Leslie. The wet fabric is rubbing me. I'm soaked!" I moved the thin thong down her legs as she pushed my face into her sweet pussy. Her fingers were in my hair. I looked up to her face while holding my tongue lightly on her clit. "You like pussy just a bit Leslie. For someone unaccustomed to a wet near naked mound you've sure got mine humming." I reached up to grasp her right breast with my left hand as my right slipped about her waist and my long finger ran down her butt cleft. "You want some of that too Leslie? You want to lick my ass, push that tongue into me. Into my dark back door? "Push inside Leslie. I want you inside me." Both of her hands were now on my head. "Your tongue, fingers, ahh, ooooh dear girl." Marie slipped back slightly in her tall heels as she started to moan. "That, there, yes Leslie." I moment later both of my hands moved to her bottom and I pulled her tightly so that my tongue could enjoy her orgasm. Her moans became a purr and she twisty slightly each way as my tongue slipped deeply into her pussy and my right hand resumed playing with her rosebud. "God Leslie, making my pussy yours. " her hands were on her breasts holding herself as she slipped a bit further back onto the sofa and I steadied her. "Fuck, fuc." And she was climaxing but no sound escaped her open mouth this time, her head thrown back as her hips bucked and I held her firmly. I recalled how I had enjoyed Missy's pussy years ago. I just didn't like her other antics. Marie slipped down along side me and we kissed passionately while her orgasm subsided. "Let's have the Chinese and then shower," she said as she slipped the thong off leaving it on the carpet. Now I looked about for a tissue or a napkin. My face was covered in her juice. Marie had anticipated and brought a warm moist cloth. I was still on my knees as she knelt beside me and first kissed my face and lips clean and then gently washed my chin and cheeks. "That was some start Leslie." She didn't see my right hand moved up to her hem as I pushed my hand to her pussy. "You are in need of my attention Pet," she said as she stood and helped me up still in my tall heels. We moved up to the sofa. She lightly pushed me into the elegant ivory leather seat and pushed my dress up. Her hand touched my panty lightly. "You suspender is in the way again," she said as she tried to remove my panties. She moved the panel aside and bent her head to my very wet pussy. Licking gently over my labia I looked to her eyes and smiled. She stopped and she shifted to kiss my mouth. My sweet taste was on her tongue. "I like playing with you Leslie." I had a small tuff of fur on my mons. "I could get used to loving your beautiful pussy," she said this as her fingers reached my bottom. She shifted me first to my right hip and moved lower to lick my perineum lightly but then her tongue moved lower and she touched my rose rim. "Oh Marie." But her hands shifted me to my knees, my head on the pillow as she moved to kiss my mouth. As she touched herself wetting her fingers she said, "I want your bottom." And pushed her moist juice coated digits into my mouth. "Mumm," was what I said and felt. Our passion was intoxicating. As her middle finger ran down along the cleft and slipped across my opening I moaned softly. "Oh dear god," but she had moved her tongue to my bottom and it ran down from the ridge of my back slowly until she stopped and lightly played across the rose. Her fingers were gently rubbing the side of my labia as her tongue pushed softly into my bottom. "Oh, ooh Marie, please, more." But she was in control and my opening was kissed, probed and licked as I could only moan. "Don't stop!" "This is mine? Are you sure? I can wait dear; we could wait Leslie. Though it is my favorite way to watch my lover's orgasm. My cock inside a woman's butt." She smiled lewdly as she said this and the tip of her long finger grazed my tight hole again and again. "We can wait if you're anxious." "Push into my bottom Marie." Her long finger did and her tongue moved close to lick the rim. The tongue moved along the length of my slit and she wet my opening with her spit. "Another one please. You can feel my warmth. I love that you're playing inside of me Marie!" She stopped and blew lightly on my rose then pushed her moist finger inside again. "I want to be on your cock," I said softly but a little urgently too. She moved her mouth back to my pussy as her finger remained inside me. "We'll get the strap-on later. I want you to cum in my mouth dear." I wondered when she had dimmed the lights since I could see the city lights beyond now. I looked back to her face in the dark apartment. Her cute nose was rubbing the upper edge of my wet slit. She looked up and again smiling moved to share a kiss. "Your essences is on my tongue." She had fingers of each hand in my body. "and your ass is tight about my fingers." She kissed me deeply. "and this, your pussy is so wet." "Take your time please, oh right there is nice Marie. " I was nearer to peak as she dropped back to my legs and her soft tongue glided across my stiffen clit. She kissed the button softly while her two fingers entered me deeply, the long middle one near the soft g-spot. Her other fingers were in my bottom and seemed to be rubbing the inner wall. I moaned quietly while Marie focused her tongue while still probing my anus and pussy. I had never experienced a woman using two of my holes. She was quite experienced at licking women though. "Be patient," she said coming back to kiss my mouth. "Enjoy the orgasm we're making together." She moved lower as she pushed her fingers deeper. Her tongue just lay atop my clit. I moved my hips to have her tongue stimulate me. "That's good Leslie. Help me bring you off." My hips were moving spontaneously. The churning fingers in my body were having an affect. "Oh, oh ohh Marie. Marie. " I now used my hands in her beautiful blonde hair to pushed me closer. "I'm coming, Marie!" She wrapped her lips around my taut clit as I came strongly, screaming. "Oh God Marie, oh, oh, Marie!" I lay still on the leather as she softly licked my juice from my inner thighs. "Care, oh, Careful, please. I feel so alive." She grinned and moved to my side. With her hand still at my mons she pulled me to a seating position and kissed me. Our tongues played and I noticed the subtle difference of my body's moisture with her saliva. Smiling she paused. "Just a bit of foreplay, huh?" After her loving I realized how good Chris was at eating my pussy. It was special to have Marie's loving tongue bringing me off and her fingers in my ass were new to me. The orgasm was still causing my body to tingle. I now understood that Chris's loving was amazing as well. Maybe it was because he had more experience with how my body responses to touch. After dinner we showered and Marie dried me with an extraordinary towel. Her hands gently padded me dry and she handed me the towel and I dried her body. Sharing our bodies was the goal. "Come to my bed Leslie." She slipped a simple cream chemise over her head from La Perle'. "I have a silk one for you." The garment fell to my shoulders sensually. "I don't have any true silk Marie. This feels wonderful, like butter." The color of mine was soft rose. "It's a gift Leslie," she said taking my hand. "Come with me to the bed, now." She pulled the linens open and I slid up the high bed. It was Hastens king, high and perfect. I lay quietly watching as she slipped on a toy. "This one will be more comfortable for your virgin butt Leslie." She stepped closer and I saw that it was indeed a thin phallic shape with a shaped head. It wasn't a stout toy and I felt no anxiety. She moved closer as she spread the lube along the toy. "I suggest we prepare the tight little rosebud before we get too hot. Roll to your left side dear." Carefully she applied the lube as my muscles relaxed. "Does it hurt when I push my finger passed the inner ring?" I was quiet but shook me head to indicate I was okay. "Has your toy been in here Leslie?" I turned to look into her eyes. "I hope so Marie. Does that make me any less a virgin?" She moved beside me. "No girl. You're fresh to me." Her stiff toy was touching my thigh. "Will the lube damage my beautiful night dress?" I didn't want the silk ruined. "Silly, kiss me now." She moved closer and I licked her fingers. "You know where these are going." Her play was sensual and I relaxed and a moan escaped my lips as she licked my now soft rim. "You taste fresh and sweet Leslie." As she moved back to kiss me. I considered the afternoon, the cleansing was important. As we kissed her fingers moved slowly about my lubed bottom. "The cleft is quite sensitive." She moved me about to lick my now upturned ass. Then she whispered, "I love the patience required for penetration. We can't rush your de- flowering," as her tongue pushed passed my ring into my tight canal. Her pointed tongue was in my bottom. Our kissing went on for ten more minutes and her tongue moved as she shifted to play and kiss my breasts and nipples. I was so submissive as she determined the pace and the focus of her tongue, hands and the phallus. She had mounted me about my hips and was kissing me as she softly said, "It's time. Rolled to your right hip so that I can love your ass." She ran the stiff toy down along my butt cleft and paused a moment. "Ready? Let's breathe deeply together, in rhythm, to help get you to relax Leslie." I nodded my head yes while I looked out at the City lights. Marie had her thumb inside me at that moment and made certain the opening was soft before she placed the tip of the toy at my opening. Then she pushed in just a bit. My hand reached back to let her know I needed a moment. "I'm fine Marie but stay just there a bit." As the outer muscle opened and the helmet entered. Her hand reached about my waist to touch my mons and the cock shaft entered me. "I'll move slowly lover." The head was inside me and the pain hadn't been bad. It did hurt having the muscles overpowered but once her toy's head was at the second muscle I was okay. "It's doesn't feel too large Marie." She pushed her fingers into my pussy and her cock entered further. I gasped. "Oh my god it feels huge!" I felt every inch of her slippery shaft enter me. She roughly took my head in her hands and turning me kissed me deeply as her phallic toy rested inside me. "Well there more toys, bigger toys, but you have to start somewhere." Her shaft was now pushing deeper within me and I felt her belt touch me. I liked her kiss; the rawness of her action showed me she was excited as well. "You feel good Marie. You're deep in me. I think you can fuck me now." Pausing her kiss she said, "No dear, we'll stay just like this for a few more minutes. My toy wants to be warm. Your body wants to spread its heat to my cock. Then we'll start okay?" I nodded again as she held me close, her breasts looked lovely within the sheer garment. I liked that it concealed the harness that held her fast to me. Even though we barely moved it was so erotic. Her stiff cock held me yet our breathing caused subtle movement that was exciting. She said, "I'm going to slip out Leslie. I will be more gentle, this time, okay?" As she slowly withdrew the intense feeling of our bodies was amazing. Once she had completely removed her phallus she only paused a moment before re-entering my bottom. The action of the toy pushing into my body was heavenly. That's when I knew I would love be fucked by her cock. "Wow, Marie fuck me now." Her hips moved closer and her cock slipped deeper. "We'll move slowly and be patient. Then we'll get going just a bit faster. With this great cock in your body it shouldn't take much to bring you to climax." As her breathing increased so did the depth of her penetration but not the speed. She paused as the harnessed cock slipped out again. "Let's get you on your knees now." Re-positioned she could easily enter me. "Your butt looks perfect Leslie," as she re-entered my body forcibly. Her slim boy toy was again inside my bottom. My body tingled as the inner walls of my anal canal grasped her toy cock tightly. "I love how the end of this dildo is causing my body to respond," she said. Her loving of my butt slowly caused me to become aware that her other hand was at my mons. I felt her cock sliding about my insides and her hand lightly patting my soft mound. As her fingers entered my pussy I felt the subtle start of my climax. Yet she kept fucking me. After a minute more the rhythm of her cock together with the soft touch brought me to a peak and I screamed loudly. Somewhere deep within; my orgasm felt centered within rather than at my clit. My entire body quivered as the fucking didn't stop. It was so different than the orgasms Chris brought me to. The penetration allowed my body to convulse for several moments. The peak was awesome. I moaned loudly again. "Shhh, the neighbors sweetie." But she didn't paused and now she began to climax. She squeezed me tight to her torso as she pushed in one last time. "I love your ass Leslie!" The cock was banging against her vulva and slowly her fucking had stopped. I lay quietly beside her with the phallus still slightly in my bottom. We spooned like this for some time before either spoke. "Can you lick my pussy again Leslie?" We had both orgasmed twice but I moved lower to her mons and began to love her beautiful pussy again. It was quite late but I didn't have to be anywhere in the morning. "I'm not due at the office until ten. Your tongue please." In the car driving downtown after nine she sat very close. I had been loved again in the early hours when Marie had fucked my ass as well as my pussy. There was never a night when I'd climaxed so many times. I wondered if I would be able to stay away from her. Chris was still on the coast. "I can't see you this evening Leslie. Our Partners meeting is tonight." I looked to Marie and kissed her softly as her hand moved beneath my dress. She touched the stocking clasp. "Did my loving hurt dear?" I had been thoroughly fucked but neither of the openings she'd entered was sore. I just needed more of her. "I want more of your loving. I could be waiting when you come home Marie?" She turned to french me deeply. "Okay, I'll try and be back by nine. You can use this key. Make yourself at home." Marie had shared her love of anal during our brief ride. "And the last girlfriend was a serious lover of aniligus. She showed me to relax and I found the ability to orgasm intensely under her care." Looking into her eyes I said, "Maybe I'll go shopping and just return in the afternoon. Have a bath, a nap, maybe send you dirty text while you try and focus on work." We kissed again but then she slipped out the car door. "You can have the car take you back if you want. See you later lover." She told me to expect a serious licking this evening. My night was special and together with Marie I had become an anal woman; my back maidenhead was gone. After I'd stopped for some coffee I called Chris. "Hi honey, its still early here." He was correct. I'd screwed up the time change. "Did I wake you? I'm sorry." We talked for thirty minutes. I was still randy and sent him a naughty text of my panties. "Who are you dressed for? Beautiful stockings honey. Now I wish my flight was earlier." Was that a mistake? Showing him I was dressed in expensive lingerie at nine in the morning? He didn't ask about my evening out so I just let it pass. "I missed you Chris. I want to give you a present when you return. I'll talk to you tomorrow okay?" Hanging up Chris considered the three strange things about the call. Leslie never made simple math errors. She was dressed to kill and lastly she had sent a sext. That was the surprise. He was glad she'd woken him for he'd scheduled the medical exam and test for 8am. He wondered; she spoke about some kind of present. His breakfast was at the door twenty minutes later and he was at the Doctor's on time. One of his colleges had recommended her. "Have you had risky intercourse since the last test over a year ago?" He explained the reason for the visit and the test. "I'm married too," she said, "and I'd hope my husband wouldn't need such a test. That said, it's honorable that you've take the step." A few hours later he was at his client's computer lab. After lunch he received an e-mail; 'all clear' from the Doctor's office assistant. I didn't want to go home so I visited a boutique and bought another new dress. I wanted to play with Marie all day but I was tried. Her couch was comfortable and once I'd removed my dress and hose' I wrapped myself in the long soft blanket and fell asleep. I dreamt of a big sexy man stuffing his cock in my tight bottom and awoke startled. The image was clear and it wasn't Chris. It was mid-afternoon and I found Marie's Kitchen well equipped. Espresso and some soft-boiled eggs was my meal. Afterward I walked about naked from room to room looking at Marie's world. I'd found a book I'd heard of but never read. "The Story of O" and sat down for the erotica read. After I'd read the passage about O's lovemaking with Jacqueline I sent Marie a text : 'When, two hours later, she took her again, in the dark, Jacqueline did not resist but murmured: "Don't wear me out completely, I have to get up early tomorrow.' I didn't expect a quick follow-up but she texted: 'get some rest. you'll need it. you will be mine all night' The bath called but first I needed to clean my bottom. Marie had to have an accessory and I found it in the cabinet beside the water closet. Fresh and clean I slipped into he bathrobe and napped again. The passages of "O" regarding the whippings just didn't get me excited. I fell asleep due to my late-night exertions. It was nearly dark over the City when I awoke. Another espresso got me moving and I ordered a simple meal to be brought up. Waiting for my dinner I wondered whether I could top Marie. It just wasn't in me. Though she wasn't too aggressive I was clearly more submissive with her than my past girlfriend. With Chris I was a bit submissive as well. He was a strong type A and highly technical but he wasn't an overt dominant male. I considered how I would introduce him to my newly found orifice. Just after seven-thirty a text arrived : 'there is a butt plug in my upper bureau drawer. it's yours leslie. get it into your tight bottom NOW' I was dressed in my new A-line dress. The cute small boutique lead me to spurge on the dress; Linen white. My heels were near and for some reason I slipped them on to go into her bedroom again. The rose stone plug was there in the drawer and after finding the lube it sealed my bottom. With some difficulty I was able to reach around and snap a photo. My bottom framed by my garters and the thong pulled aside to expose the shiny reddish stone between my cheeks. Her response was quick : 'that's where my tongue will be' I was smiling and realized I could twist Chris's shorts if I sent him the picture. But I'm just not that daring. Though that could be what gets his attention tomorrow night. I continue with the novel but the tale only cause my distraction. I recalled the taste of Marie and went into the bedroom to retrieve the toy. Placing it near I picked up the scent of my musky love mingled with that of Marie's pussy. Placing the harnessed toy on the coffee table I stepped to the refrigerator and poured a glass of white wine. The plug caused me to think of nothing. Only my bottom was there. My need became greater as I waited. I had never imagined I would find such a situation. I was responsible, I asked for this interlude. Now I couldn't push the pause button. I was living and dreaming of this new lover. What she could and would do with my body. The excitement assured that I would complete my adventure. I wanted to have Marie fuck me again and again. I spent the last thirty minutes waiting for my lover staring at the sex toy but aware of my body in a way I'd never known. Marie had texted that she would back a few minutes past nine. I stepped in my heels to use the water closet and adjusted the anal plug. Looking at myself I freshened my makeup before moving toward the entry door. I stood still as I heard the elevator door open and Marie's heels sounding on the stone floor in the vestibule. A moment later the locked sounded as the key allowed Marie to enter. She was still beautiful even after a long day. "Leslie you look just great. You did some shopping?" We kissed and Marie's left hand traveled down my back to my bottom and rest atop the plug. "You caused me some serious issues today dear. I don't think I've billed even five hours today." She kissed me again but I remained quiet. The sexual excitement the device was causing was all I could bear. "You look lovey in that dress though. Let's have a small drink first." She would make me wait longer. While Marie showered I'd removed the dress and slip and settled myself on the bed. My bottom was atop three pillows so that Marie my lover, could not misunderstand my desire. The red stone was apparent due to the cheeks being slightly parted by the position in which I reclined. As Marie stepped near she gasped lightly. "Wow you sexy bitch. I guess you want me to fuck you?" I didn't move nor did I say a word. She walked to my side and bent to whisper in my ear. "Maybe your ass gets my fat cock, huh Leslie?" Marie chuckled as she quietly stepped back. "So I've got my toy in my hand. Should I just slip it into your upturned butt or should I lick your pussy first?" Again I said nothing and now Marie moved closer and she realized that the plug was still in my bottom. "Taking some liberties with my toys I see." Her fingers started along my back. My cleft was slightly moistened by her fingers. "It's quite a lovely sight, your tight butt filled with my pretty stone." Marie bent and ran her tongue down the slope of my back to the edge of the stone. Moistening my butt with her saliva. Her fingers grasped the edge of the plug and she slowly turned it. A soft moan escaped my month but I didn't move. "I want some pussy Leslie. Your butt can wait." Marie had paused to complete the attachment of her phallus and she stepped to show me the stiff rod. I didn't move but could see her near due to the reflection in the glass. She abruptly turned my head toward her. "You want this inside your tight canal again? But you won't even look at me? Look at my cock Leslie. This is for you." Marie moved to the other side of the bed. "Wow, your cunt to dripping you little slut." She snickered as she squeezed my nipples. "I want to fuck your wet pussy anyway, " she walked to the end of the bed. I moment later her rod was inside my body. "I like this Leslie." She wasn't gentle this time as her cock moved in and out of my wet pussy. "Do you like my cock or Chris's better?" That surprised me but at that moment I knew my answer, nodding and smiling I said softly. "You baby, fuck me Marie. I need your hard cock." Her question had almost destroyed my fantasy. I was positioned in front of a glass wall, my breasts hanging free, my legs covered in hose' and my fuck me heels, yet I didn't want to be anywhere else. She had coopted my imagination. She giggled and said, "The plug is being shifted about when I penetrate your pussy." I was on fire due to the two toys. Now she was using her phallus lovingly. It would slowly enter me, stay still a moment and then she would withdraw. The sensual action of her phallus was causing me more than just a little problem. I couldn't believe how having my ass filled while she fucked my pussy felt. I tried to suppress my moans and breathing but after a point I couldn't any longer. "Ohhhh, ahhh," The shaft of her cock was banging the side of the anal plug, which was somehow stimulating my vulva. I started to peak but the sounds coming from my mouth caused Marie to slow her pace and I responded. "I don't want you coming quite so soon Leslie. I'm enjoying the action in your butt. The plug stone is moving to my thrusts." At that moment she grabbed the plug and twisted it right and then left. I almost passed out from the sensation. "Take it easy girl. I'm doing the fucking. Your bottom needs me in there now." She bent and the phallus fell from my pussy. Her tongue rimmed the edge of my bottom and the stone. Marie withdrew the toy slowly by wiggling it back and forth. Slowly the plug was released by my tight opening. My soft moaning was the only sound and the opening sealed as Marie pushed her tongue into my butt. I was turned onto my back with two of the pillows beneath my butt. "Now I get to push my cock inside this little opening. Are you sure you can handle it there Leslie? I wouldn't want to hurt my girl." I felt the tip of her dick kiss my rose and then she pushed slowly into me. I could see her face and I reached for her breasts drawing us closer. "Try and push into me in this position. I want to play with your breasts as you fuck me Marie." But though she could insert the phallus she couldn't get the rhythm correct. The toy kept slipping out of my ass. She pushed me back to the bed and filled me. "I love how this feels. My clit is getting touched by the back of the toy." She was gentle with my ass. Her pace was almost within my control. After a few strokes I began to push back toward her on each thrust. "I told you it's me doing the fucking. Stay still!" How I hadn't come when she was fucking my moist pussy I can't explain. Now with the plug replaced with her slim shaft I was really enjoying the ride. "Leslie this stick has me nearly there. The little nub on the end is hitting me just so." A moment later her pace quickened and I started to climax. "Marie fuck me, stay inside me, try and finish me." but she was focused on her own peak. I turned to see her head back and her right hand massaging her breast. The left hand holding the phallus within me deeply. She collapsed on top of me and the cock slipped out as I slipped over the edge. My pussy pulsed as the cock in my ass was still. I think we stayed like that for sometime. She was near my breasts and my hands were wrapped about her back holding us together. She turned slightly and kissed my breasts. "Beautiful sex huh Leslie?" But there was something a bit off in her manner. A few minutes later she just got up and left me on the bed. "Did I do something wrong Marie?" I said as I pulled on the robe from the chair and walked toward her but by she had closed the door to the bath. Nearly an hour later she came out. "I'm sorry, Leslie you have to leave." I was looking at her face. Her makeup was smeared badly. She had been crying. I didn't want to have to find a cab but I could see something was causing her pain. I reached for my phone and dialed for a service. I gathered my things while she stood near just watching. She hadn't said another word and this lead me to wonder if it was her standard act. Get the fuck-slut out as quick as possible. We had slept together two nights and had so much sex. Her behavior was strange. When I was ready I approached her but she turned away. "Don't say anything. Just leave." What the hell I thought. She fucks me and we have great sex together but she's pushing me out? "It may not seem very nice." She spoke to the wall but I was still near enough to hear. "In fact I'm clearly being rude Leslie but I can't sleep with you again. We had some fun but I can't begin, to start a deeper relationship. I feel you must leave and try and not hate me. I feel sad too but I can't love you. I just need to be alone." I had a fifteen-minute ride home and I thought of Marie's actions. I may have been one of many but there was a certain spark. Then I considered whether it was the submissive-dominant thing had had appeared as we'd gotten comfortable. She wasn't going to become an important lover. This might be for the best. Chris would be on his way back east within a few hours. I had to clear my head of the bad feelings I had toward Marie. She was now just a sex partner. My best lover would be near soon. I recalled that my goal was to experience anal without being raped or having to beg a gigolo for his attention. Marie had helped me fulfill a sexual act. Now I could try and educate Chris on the how and why I wanted his penis in my other opening. Regardless of the end the multiple orgasms I shared with Marie would mean that I would never be capable of living without anal sex. I was a different woman because of her. I sent her a simple text of thanks in the morning and she sent a brief reply : 'my Mistress saw me with you' A second later another text pinged : 'she enjoyed the show; loved watching me fuck your ass' This explained her reserve after our sex but opened a lot of questions. How had anyone seen us? Had I been compromised? Then I realized that the drapery had been left open all three nights. There were nearby buildings. I considered her text before replying : 'How did she know?' A second later a one word text reply : 'telescope' A brief moment passed and another text pinged : 'goodbye leslie' Sitting in my apartment with my cozy robe and some coffee I considered the possible consequence. I recalled my memory of standing at her door as she stepped from the elevator. How my body desired her touch. I relished the memory but now I could pause. It was part of my past not my future. Her action in my bottom and our oral loving had lead to a conversation the other night. "I get tested with every new lover Leslie. I suggest you do as well. But I'm certain my body is clean. The test can be done in a day." I should have understood her words. She was having sex; that was all. Later I found a clinic downtown and made an appointment for Noon. Chris's flight was due at 8pm at National. After dressing I'd gotten a cab. He would always send me a quick text once the wheels touched down. I'd plan to text him when he landed. I was wearing the Spade white dress and natural toned heels, sheer hose' and the small plug in my bottom. When I'd gotten to airport early I sat down at a wine bar and enjoyed a Pinot from Oregon. While waiting my phone pinged. The Lab had sent my report. It was full of data regarding my blood and cholesterol as well as the important statement; negative for all STD's. I sipped my wine and considered why Marie had taken me home that first night. Clearly she knew her girlfriend, her 'mistress' would be watching. The second and third nights though? I was nearly drawn into their risqu? relationship. I watched a couple settling themselves at the bar. As she tried to sit her dress rode up. The tall stool allowed me a particular view. I saw she was wearing hose'. Her boyfriend or lover directed her to shift her chair but she couldn't so he stood and moved her. As he sat again I watched him move the dress hem with his fingers and expose her body. Well actually they seemed oblivious to my stare but he was petting her as he ordered. I could see her bare pussy. I was entranced and didn't hear Chris's first text. His second brought my attention and I sent a quick reply : 'I'm here. C U @ the gate exit' With a few minutes until he de-boarded the plane I stopped at the restroom and adjusted my device. It was more comfortable today than it had been and I was better able to keep focused with it between my cheeks. Except when I was stimulated; like those two at the wine bar. My thong was damp now. Chris generally was quite reserved but I decided to play. I re-sent the text from the other morning. He responded quickly : 'you are randy tonight honey' I'd planned to be discrete about the plug. I would wait until we were at the apartment before exposing my toy filled bottom. I was much changed since we'd last seen each other. I felt strangely liberated. Having been with a woman was nice but I wanted Chris to open his heart to me like he had years earlier. I hoped he would be open to the new adventure that I'd spent a week preparing for. As he walked towards me still sixty feet away I met his eyes and knew something was different. He approached and I could see the bump in his trousers. He was excited and when he reached me he took me in his arms like a sailor home on leave. His arms came around my waist as his tongue pushed passed my soft lips. His body rubbed my thigh and his right hand moved to pull my hips to his. He was getting harder as we kissed. But he paused and released me slightly. "Where's my present Leslie?" His left hand dropped and it ran along the back of my dress but he didn't linger at my butt. I was happy I was dressed and in a public place but I my panty was soaked. The tension brought on by the toy in my bottom together with his hardness nearly got me off. I whispered. "We can't continue like this, I mean in the middle of the " something had come-over me. I just couldn't imagine not having Chris right now. His next kiss was urgent. He paused again. "Maybe over there?" his eyes moved to indicate a dark hall as his fingers found the nub of my suspender clasp on my thigh beneath my dress. "You're not going to easily put me off Leslie." I considered his proposal and glanced about. Though I was self-conscious no one seemed to be staring nor concerned. I was intensely aroused and yet focused. "Okay, I'll walk behind you though." I whispered. "If there's a dark corner I want, I mean I need to suck your cock Chris. I want to taste your cock. I want you to fill my mouth." He was still holding me. "The sext was almost too much dear." I had been naughty in many ways this week but he wanted me. He was mine and I would give him all of openings tonight. I had loved his cock many times but never in a public place. Once in a steamy car though. The memory stirred me. I must have blinked and he was gone? Turning about slowly I could just see him on the right. He'd make a quick turn and was in the shadows. I looked about but decided this would do. I stopped and looked at him. I ran my hand across my concealed mons as he unzipped his trousers. His bag wasn't there but I could have cared less. I took a step into the shadow as he pulled his stiff penis out. "Happy to see me dear?" I said. I slipped to my knees and kissed the hard penis I knew so well. Then I moved closer and ran my to