Pleasant Surprises
I was late. I was never late for our “sessions”. But traffic was unusually heavy. I would have to make up for the ten minute delay. I would be careful not to rush, but make sure I didn’t overextend my stay.
When I arrived, I used the key she gave me. I made sure to tap the door knocker in our agreed upon rhythm before unlocking the door.
I stepped into the foyer and made sure to close the door behind me. I wasted not another minute as I headed up the spiral stairs and into the master bedroom.
She left the door opened for me as always. I found her laying on top of the sheets, waiting. Her legs spread as I stood at the foot of the bed admiring her in only a pink g string and her breasts exposed.
“You’re late.” Were the only words she said as I inched closer to her. Her tone was playful.
“Sounds like someone was getting anxious.” I climbed on to the bed and hovered over her.
I slid my index and middle fingers inside of her. She was warm and wet. Ready for me as always.
She moaned softly as I hooked my fingers inside of her and kissed her neck. I felt her foot reach around to hook to the back of my shorts.
As usual, she wasted no time in telling me exactly what she wanted.
I assisted her with removing my shorts. Revealing my rigid and veiny member— I never bothered with boxers when coming to see her. She stroked me slowly.
I removed my muscle tank, throwing it into the darkness. Completely naked before her. Hard and throbbing. Ready to feel her warmth.
I removed her hand from my shaft and slid her g string from around her waist and threw them behind me.
I pressed my thumb on her clit and rubbed gently. She groaned as if she was longing for more.
I knew what she wanted. We didn’t have much time to spare.
“Fuck me.” She demanded through desperate moans.
I offered a playful grin as I tasted her on my thumb.
I slid my pulsing head inside of her. She was wet and tight. I bit my bottom lip as I pressed myself all the way in.
“Fuck,” I mumbled as I thrusted slowly inside of her.
I leaned down and placed my lips over her breast. I sucked gently as my thrusts became more fervent.
She had gripped a handful of my hair, pressing my face into her chest.
“Harder! Please!” She cried. “You feel so good!”
I drove myself deeper into her and could feel her gripping tighter. My dick was throbbing. I could feel myself ready to explode inside of her. I wasn’t ready.
“Don’t stop!!” She begged.
Just as I was moments from relief, I heard the front door open and close. Footsteps followed.
Mr. Smith was home. This had never happened. My heart was pounding so loud I could almost hear it.
I stopped thrusting and was about to pull out but she stopped me.
There was still a hungry lust in her eyes.
“Keep going.” She said.
My eyes widened. “He’s going to kill me if he finds us!”
I was only halfway inside of her. She had yet to release the hold she had on me with her legs around me.
“Darling!” I heard his voice echo from downstairs.
There was a look of deviance and mischief hidden under the hunger in her eyes.
I realized this was what she wanted. She wanted to be caught.
“Fuck me like an animal… I want him to hear me screaming your name.”
And without a thought, I was rock hard again. I turned her over and press her down into theattress
I don’t know what came over me, but I drove my dick inside of her and pounded into her with everything I had to give. Her face was shoved into the pillow and I could still hear her shouting my name with a deranged pleasure.
Mr. Smith’s footsteps were closer than I’d realized. I’d found myself lost in the lustful madness so I hadn’t noticed him in the doorframe until Mrs. Smith made me aware.
“This is how a real man fucks.” She said through her moans as she locked eyes with her husband.
My thrusts slowed once I noticed he’d been standing there.
He was staring at his wife intensely. He didn’t appear angry or envious. He was calm.
I started to pull out again.
“Keep going…” Mr. Smith instructed, looking directly at me. “Do not stop on my accord.”
He leaned against the door frame. I noticed a bulge in his khakis.
My mouth was agape. Unsure of what to do next.
“Oh dear,” he said to his wife. “You haven’t told him have you?”
”Well, I wanted it to be a surprise…” She said with that same lust-filled grin.
