The Joy of Cheating

Gothic Shujin

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O.O.C- Im gonna try this thread again, it didnt quite work out last time...here is the premise...

A man meets a woman during a buisness trip and has a torrid affair. They continue the relationship behind the backs of their significant others. While feeling guilty they cannot help but continue on with this mainly sexual relationship and eventually it becomes a ritual to meet around the same time, every second week on a particular day. They even have a meeting spot wich is in the bar they originally met. They only talk to one another on that day and have become sexually addicted to these sexcapades. Both work the types of jobs that need them to travel often and so it is easy to explain all of this if ever their counterparts ask questions...

I need a woman writer to play the role of the female cheater in this story, she can any age over say... 25, any ethnicity, and what have you...just post character here. We can think up more roles later...as the story wont be so cutt and dry ;) Thanx. I look forward to any replies...


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Jack sat on a stool with the red light from a bulb above the bar flooding over him. He nursed his beer and picked at the bowl of nuts waiting for her to arrive.
Jack was an attractive man though no movie star look alike. His mid thirty years of age not too apparent in his body or features, and he carried himself well, like someone who worked out all the time...wich he did not. In his mind he joked that what kept her coming back was his cock...and while that amused him, it was actually more or less truth being that their relationship was 90% sexual in nature and he had been blessed with a such nice tool. He tried to look comfortable but he was always nervous...no matter how many times they had met and how many unnatural acts they committed...he always felt the butterflys right up untill the moment she would saunter in. He watched the doorway looking for her...combing back his dark brown hair, and adjusting the collar to his silk shirt. The breifcase at his side was purely decorative...just in case.
 
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I'd like to share this with you if you'll have me ... will write my first post asap.

I can delete if this if the role is already taken.

DM
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Dm...

(O.O.C.- I would actually be honored to share a thread with someone who has posted as much as you delicious maiden. please feel free to introduce your character, theres not much thats required, just what i included in the intro...skys the limit. Thank you for taking an interest :) )
 
Danielle Mason

Danielle ran a hand through her hair as it tumbled loosely about her shoulders.
She smiled as she eyed her reflection in the window.
The deeply plunging neckline and fitted bodice accentuated her shape just as the red colour complemented her fair skin and dark hair.
The waist of her dress was fitted, leaving the skirt to flare out in full skirts reaching just above the knee.
A red thong and black stockings and heels completed the outfit.

A frisson went through her at the thought of meeting with Jack once more.
This had become a ritual, a habit, a necessity.
She had thought herself pretty experienced, certainly open minded before she had met Jack … and now …
She blushed hotly and felt a responsive heat flush through her body.
If anyone knew just what they’d shared …
If Nicholas ever found out … he would surely divorce her.

It had seemed a good move at the time.
It was classic even she could analyse just how it had happened.
Older man … seeking security … financial comfort … and at the time …
At the age of 26 she already realised that marrying a man 15 years her senior wasn’t really such a great idea after all.
Not that he wasn’t attentive, not that he wasn’t sexually active, not that she didn’t care for him … love him even.
It was just that in the 18 months of marriage it had all gotten too comfortable, too easy way too quickly.
To her credit, she overcame the culture shock and made the adjustment from “model” to “model wife”, but she missed the freedom, the ability to let her hair down.
She was the perfect hostess, the picture of respectability and charm at the functions they attended.
He was so proud of her, indulged her every whim; to such an extent that he agreed to her taking a job.
She had assured him it would be just part time ... now and then ...
She was helping out old "colleagues".
And of course she'd be interviewing models and working for an agency, purely adminstration ...
Reassured, Nicholas had decided that there could be no harm in a respectablellittle job and indeed his wife had been so happy that he had reaped the benefits!

And so Danielle was able to recapture some of her old lifestyle without upsetting her husband.
After all if she found herself infront of the camera now and again, or her duties varied, what was the point in upsetting him?
Ignorance was bliss, she decided.
This was never more true than when she met Jack; her agency work provided the perfect cover!

Dannielle pulled a long faux-fur coat around her and stepped into the bar.
This fortnight seemed to have dragged and she couldn’t wait to see him again.
She knew she looked out of place here, she had dressed specifically for that purpose.
She had always thrived on attention, but right now she only had eyes for him.
She just inside the room and scanned the room until finally she saw him turn and their eyes met.
The smile lit her face, her heart hammering as ever at the sight of this sexy man.
Casually she let her coat fall open offering him the first glimpse of her outfit, before moving towards him to make her way slowly across to where he was seated …

Danni: http://store1.yimg.com/I/spicylingeriestore_1835_7623433
 
Jack

Jack had just finished his first drink when he turned his head to check the clock on the wall...and instead caught sight of her.

To him it was as if they hadnt been together in over a year...he so looked forward to these renzevous'...but in actuallity it had only been a couple weeks...tops.

Danielle was possitively stunning...her coat fell open (it was delightfully clear that it was an intentional gesture..and by the smile on her face, he knew he was right). He gawked at her long sultry legs...down her stocking and black high heels. He felt hot and tugged at his collar some. She wore a tight skirt ending just above her creamy white knees and he longed to hike it up to catch even a glimpse of that perfectly shaped bush. He admired her body for what seemed forever, her small gentle frame so far away from him...he called her over.

A tiny twinge of guilt stuck him...right on time. Visions of Hanna invaded his mind, he pictured her as she was only a few days ago...as he kissed her goodbye... it bothred him that he was not a perfect husband...but he comforted himself with the knowledge that he would be spending a romantic evening with the hottest bitch around. Hanna was nothing to sneeze at herself...her tits were perky for her age...and more than a handful...she had a round succulent ass...and got compliments on it all the time....but Danielle was a whole nother league of woman.

He ordered her usual as she approached the bar...

He bagan their usual exchange of role play... "Hello there...would you join me? I'll buy you a drink..."


(ooc- great pic...i was wondering why you didnt just enter it as an image rather than putting it in as a hyperlink?)
 
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"Hello there...would you join me? I'll buy you a drink..."

Danielle stood and looked down at him, the warm welcome in her eyes masked by an aloof assessing gaze.
This was their game, the rerun of their first meeting.

”Sure … I guess a drink won’t do any harm … “

Her eyes twinkled. If only she’d known then. But she knew she could never regret meeting Jack and all they’d shared.
With a demure smile she slid onto the bar stool beside him crossing her legs and letting the full skirt flick up to reveal a stocking top.

”Are you meeting someone …?”

She asked softly accepting the martini that was her favourite.

”A guy like you must be on a hot date … “

Her eyes undressed him as she sipped at her glass and licked her lips suggestively.
 
Jack

She toyed with him so sentuously...it drove him wild...her voice was another great thing about her...she had a very youthful sound to her...he sometimes teased her about it...sure he was a bit older than her, but not by much...to hear her talk however...youd think she was still in highschool. The huskyness she added to her voice, and the way her words dripped like sex from her lips...was more than enough proof of her experience however...

She teasingly asked him if he was on a date...and complimented him on his appearance. He tried to calm down...already straining at the zipper...

"I was...but it doesnt look like shes gonna show.....cant say im dissappointed... it looks like things worked out for the best. My name's jack...," he leaned in holding out his hand...the wedding band on it glinting in the red light. Jack drew nearer to her, the musky cologne, he was wearing wafting over as he placed a hand atop her knee.
 
"I was...but it doesnt look like shes gonna show.....cant say im dissappointed...”

Dannielle arched an eyebrow as if digesting this information and smiling graciously at the compliment.

” .. it looks like things worked out for the best. My name's jack...,"

She smiled and took his hand, placing her own within his feeling a delicious thrill as his handshake dwarfed her own fingers.
The scent of him filled her senses, even as he felt him stroke the garnet and diamond ring on her middle finger.

”I’m Danielle … “

She purred.

”But … there are all manner of names you can call me Jack … as you well know … “

She told him huskily the pretence of first meeting slipping momentarily as she ached for their wild love-making, but being unwilling to be the one who “cut to the chase”.
Instead she eased her hand reluctantly free and reached out for her drink taking a steadying sip.
She held back a gasp as she felt Jack’s hand resting on her knee.
God … his touch could send her into ecstasys! And in bed …
She covered his hand with her left hand, her own wedding band not hidden, but not as openly displayed as his had been.
The fine gold was elaborately engraved, yet dainty and sat plainly on the fourth finger of her left hand. As a concession to discretion, she never opted to wear her diamond engagement ring or more ostentatious jewellery when working or with Jack.

”Well … can’t let a man like you go short of company … “

Dannielle told him smoothly her hand moving his hand beneath up her thigh, under her skirt until it came in contact with the lace stocking tops.

” …. Just thirsty … or do you have an … appetite … for anything else this evening, Jack … ?”

She glanced pointedly at his crotch seeing his cock straining and felt a matching heat emanating from her sex. Casually, she moved both hands to her glass managing to accidentally brush against him with her leg as she turned discretely to shield the sight of his hand now situated well up her skirt.
She was so hot for him, surely he must feel it.
She certainly knew he was hard as ever for her.
She sipped her drink and eyed him with a catlike smile.
 
Jack

As he swallowed her hand, hungrilly in his, he took great pleasure from the feeling of how soft she was...the delicate little things...he closed his eyes for a second and recalled the sensation of them wrapped around his cock, the way she would grip his steel, vieny shaft, tightly...and compare the difference between it an her own cushion like, yeilding skin...

The garnet stone of january scratched the inside of his palm...possibly a stroke of karma...her husbands only means of keeping his wife away from another man...

"I’m Danielle… But … there are all manner of names you can call me Jack … as you well know…"

His prick was pushing against out of the hole in his briefs...and against the cold metal of the zipper as she dropped the guise for a moment...much to his suprise and delight...he smiled...she was getting tired of the appetizer...and was ready for a meal. He was as well himself...but was thoroughly enjoying teasing her cunt into a sopping drenched mess... he knew she was wet...but wanted to feel it for himself.

"Well … can’t let a man like you go short of company … ", she told him... "I was about to say the same thing of an angel like you, my dear..."

Once she guided his hand up her lucious thigh, and over the tops of the stockings he let it continue further up....till he found what he craved. Feeling between the pocket of her thighs and abdomen he arrived at her thong panties....and a wet heaven of juices...he tugged on the thong a bit...drawing the string fabric between her pussy lips...

"…. Just thirsty … or do you have an … appetite … for anything else this evening, Jack … ?" her smiled told the story of how many things she wanted to do to him...of how badly she wanted to call out his and god's name tonight, while having him turn her body into a quivering mass of satisfied slut...

"lets just say...," he leaned in closer...taking his hand out from under her skirt. It was covered in her...and after licking some off his fingers discreetly...he wiped the remainder on a napkin under his drink glass... he put his arm around her slender shoulders...rubbing a thumb along one... "I could definately eat." He licked his lips at the though of feasting on her sweet snatch.
 
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Danielle had to struggle not to moan as Jack’s fingers hit their target finding there way beneath the moist wisp of thong, his skilled stimulation making her drench the fabric as her pussy wept for his touch.

"lets just say...,"

Her eyes widened as his hand moved to his mouth, his tongue flicking to taste the juices that coated his fingers. The act was so lewd. Even the way he subtly wiped the remainder of her nectar onto the drink napkin added to the heat that seared through her.

"I could definately eat."

His arm was around her shoulders now, his tongue flicked across his lips.
She couldn’t hold back any longer. She leaned forward and pressed a hot kiss on his lips and dipping her tongue into his mouth to taste herself and to taste him.
Her cheeks were flushed when she leaned back, her eyes overbright as her body trembled visibly.

”I’m hungry … “

She told him huskily.

”I’ve been starving for weeks … two to be precise … “

Her eyes held his. She could feel her own heart pounding, she could feel the heat emanating from his crotch, see the lust in his eyes. Before she married she had slept around a bit … but NOTHING was as intense as the passion she shared with Jack, a passion that seemed to grow into an obsession rather than be tempered by their continued meetings.

This was a break from the script, but she was impatient to continue. The time together was all too short. She’d almost had all the anticipation she could bare. Hell she hadn’t fucked at all since they last met. It was a “busy time” at work and Nicholas was simply never home. The worst was now that Jack had awakened all these passions in her she felt horny 24/7 and it was driving her crazy!
 
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Jack

Danielle seized him with a feralness that caused him to moan, it was stifled by the deep kiss she planted on his eager lips, however. leaning forward he found her tongue inside his mouth...much to his delight. He savored the wild tentacle and his taste buds ached from the two weeks he had been without it. She sucked her own juices right out of his mouth...and as she began to pull away he closed his lips around her silky tongue...just to nibble on it a few seconds longer...

Her cheeks appeared red...she wanted it so bad...didnt she. Placing a hand atop hers, he could feel it shaking...with desire and passionate longing...not that he needed to, it was obvious just from looking her that her body was vibrating from withen.

”I’m hungry … “ she spoke in a 'come fuck me till i bleed' voice... ”I’ve been starving for weeks … two to be precise … “

"Then by all means lets order," he teased with a grin on his face... "OH!," he continued...you mean...YOUR HUNGRY." He leaned in and kissed her gently. It was warm and loving...and did not match the large hand that was now palming her right breasts...from through her red bodice...he scratched his nail over the stiff nipple he could feel under the clothing...then he pinched it a little...

"Your so fucken sexy...do you know that?", he cooed. "Do you know how i fantasize about you...all week long...."
 
"Then by all means lets order,"

A lascivious smirk turned Dannielle’s mouth upwards. Her lips still tingled from the intensity of the kiss.

"OH!.you mean...YOUR HUNGRY."

Jack leaned in and kissed her. This time the kiss was tender and gentle. Dannielle moaned softly her eyes fluttering closes as the sensuous brush of his lips took her breath away.

”Goddd…!”

Her eyes flew open with a sharp exclamation as the hand that had crept up to caress her right breast suddenly sent a shard of sensation as his fingers scored and pinched the aching bud causing her body to jolt visibly.

"Your so fucken sexy...do you know that?"

Wordlessly she nodded not trusting her own voice as she felt the sopping wetness between her thighs.

"Do you know how i fantasize about you...all week long...."

She reached out and bolted the remainder of her drink down.

”I can be your fantasy … “

Her voice was husky.

” … anything you want … “

She promised him.

”But we need to get out of here … now … “

She implored him, knowing that her body was so keyed up she could come with just the slightest of stimulation. Sliding from her seat, Dannielle took his hand and coaxed him along with her, her haste indecently obvious. As if sensing her urgency, they moved across the bar and out of the door. She shivered visibly as she felt his arm draped about her, his hand moving over her curves. She all but dragged him out to the parking lot and hastened over to his car.

Exchanging a look, she watched as he stowed his briefcase in the boot.
She took a steadying breath, her heart pounding as she felt her nipples strain beneath the fabric and her pussy pulse in need.
It was just a short drive to their destination, just round the corner in fact, but her body was going crazy for him …

”Jack …! Goddd … “

She perched on the hood of his car as she called his name.
This wasn't in the rules either, but they were playing a new game tonight it seemed.

”I can’t last babe … “

She gasped desperately dragging him close to her and pressing a quick hard kiss on his mouth.

”You have to fuck me … “

She begged … sliding onto the bonnet of his car, spreading her legs and pulling her skirts high to display her thong, now almost translucent with her juices.

”Please … Jack … I need you inside me … NOW!”

She knew that even just one stroke would do it and wanted pour her first cumm of the night all over his cock as he buried it deeply inside her.
 
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Jack

Jack was possitively drunk with desire...he couldnt recall longing for anyone as he wanted her right now...the sweet smell of her body, recently bathed in expensive soaps and covered with lavish perfume...

While he played with her nipples...like a child with a newfound toy, she moaned out loud...the bartender turned towards them, but Jack paid him no mind, continuing to molest her sharp pointy nipples...while squeezing her tits, and touching the areola's under her red clothing....

”I can be your fantasy … “ she whispered, setting her drink down... ” … anything you want … But we need to get out of here … now … “, she poke with a famished urgency that turned his cock into a throbing mass, he probably would of dropped his load over one more kiss...she was driving him mad...and it would of been apparent to all watching them leave that here were two people who would be fucking the shit out of each other very shortly...his cock protruding from under the straining tight slacks...

He pawed her hips and ass, while they exited the bar...the smell of fresh air assulting Jack's nostrils as they ascended the stairs to the parking lot above. He took a firm handful of her soft, but tight ass cheeks...following her to his car.
He wondered if anyone was around, but the idea only aroused him further... someone could watch him pump this goddess full of thick meat...and enjoy a show, it was obvious that she had no intention of waiting for them to arrive at the hotel room.

”Jack …! Goddd … ”I can’t last babe … You have to fuck me … “She rushed atop the hood and tossed her backside against it...facing him...she reached out and held him in between her perfect, smooth and sultry legs....wich were wide open for him. Her eyes called out, and she showed him how she was soaking wet...her pussy nice and sloppy, he could of slid right in, all he needed to do was pull her thong aside a little bit....jack started to undo his pants...feverishly...

”Please … Jack … I need you inside me … NOW!” As if on cue he undid pulled his pants apart and down some...exposing the black silk boxer shorts beneath, the head of his dick was already through the pee hole of them....all he did was stroke his shaft once to pull the remainder of his organ through the pocket of fabric.

His massive shaft and swollen purple head, pulsed, wagging inches away from her cunt...he ran his hand up and down its length a few times...looking deep into her eyes...as if to tell her she should ready herself. Jack rubbed some of the gobs of pre -cum off of the head before grabbing his rod at the base and positioning it against her labia. With a thumb he pushed her saturated thong aside...took his incredibly thick, eight inch cock...and slowly began pushing its ballooned head into her pussy...

He grabbed some of her hair and yanked back on it....to expose her neck...he sucked on the area between her jawling and artery...licking along the lenght of her her neck.
 
Danielle

Her eyes widened in excitement as she sat on the bonnet, her legs lewdly spread watching Jack moving swiftly to free his thick cock. Mesmerised by the pulsing flesh that protruded from the sleek silk of his now familiar black boxers, Danielle gave no thought to anyone who may be passing, who might witness their lust.

She moaned softly at the sight of his fingers stroking the length of his shaft, licking her lips hungrily as she saw the pre-cum weeping at the angry head. Her eyes locked wordlessly with Jack’s. She eased herself back on the car hood, both hands behind her to anchor herself as he moved forward and positioned himself against her aching sex. She groaned as she felt he heat radiating from his pulsing shaft, the groan turning to a gasp as he drew the wispy fabric of her panties aside and exposed her cunt to the kiss of cool air. She only had time to snatch a steadying breath before he began wordlessly to stuff his meat into her aching pussy.

”FFffffuuuuuuuuckkkkk…. “

The hissed expletive left her lips just as her head was jerked back, in primal possession. All she could do was moan as his hand wound securely in her hair making it impossible to writhe in response as his mouth moved to suck and lap at her exposed neck, an area he knew to be almost unbearably sensitive.

”JACCCCKKKKKKKKK!”

Her cry echoed around the parking lot as his cock rammed home and he bit upon her exposed neck.
Held secure now by his pistoning shaft, Danielle clawed urgently at Jack’s body as they rutted madly on the car bonnet.
Again and again his cock impaled her, sending her body sliding up the bonnet with the force of his fucking.

”Goddd.. yess … Jack … yessss…. “

Her cries grew incoherent, careless of where they were, she bucked and wound her legs around him, her sex clamping tightly around his incredible cock as she rode him in urgent pursuit of the release she so craved …
 
The warmth of her silky, sloppy insides enveloping his massive root, caused him to exhale a sporatic broken breath of exitement...the contrast of the cold air and her deepest hearth, driving him wild. The ridges of Jacks cock throbbed, he hoped she could feel each vein as they brushed along her cunt...pushed their way between her soft fleshy pussy lips and down into her eager tunnell.

He couldnt remember being this hard, and while he watched her legs fan out to take him further inside her, he found himself lost in the attraction he felt for her thighs...he pondered running the head of his cock along her smooth white legs but of course couldnt bare to unsheath himself from withen Danielle.

”FFffffuuuuuuuuckkkkk…. “, he began pumping her...her sultry sounds finding their way into his ears...spuring him on...he suddenly felt savage...and in a way wanted to draw attention to the two of them...so that others WOULD see how brutally he could fuck her...he knew she wanted it that way too, the two of them were the same...just beasts...twisted carnal things of lust...tearing into one another...

She seemed to enjoy it when he started devouring her neck with nibbles and passionate bites...sucking very breifly on the pale flesh of her...letting his saliva trail down to her collar bone..

She bagan to scream his name...and this pushed him further...he held her hair firmly in his hand and pumped and pounded every fat fucken inch of his massive, pulsating dick up between her legs and into her velvet cave...she was possitively pouring her juices all over the hood of the car, and he grabbed her by the dress to keep her from slipping...while he continued to mercilessly ram his tool balls deep into the sluts starving snatch....

"Hgh...oh god Danielle...Hmmmm Your so fucken hot! and so tight... Im gonna cum!"

”Goddd.. yess … Jack … yessss…. “

His piston like motion did not cease...the banging of her hips and ass into the red hood could be heard down the block he was sure...and though he did not look he could swear he saw shadows from a crowd that had formed....this was all the added stimuli he needed...and he errupted with a loud moan as he filled Danielle up like a gas tank...stream after stream of hot thick, creamy ejaculate exploded inside her...he kept fucking even as he convulsed over her...
 
"Hgh...oh god Danielle...Hmmmm Your so fucken hot! and so tight... Im gonna cum!"

His cock pulsed and buried deeply inside her even as she arched her back and screamed in release.
Totally out of control, Dannielle’s body spasmed convulsively, dancing at the end of the cock that continued to plough inside her as stream after stream of hot cumm poured into her core.

”Fuckkk… ohhh… fuckkk…. YEEEEEEEESSSsssssssss!!!”

Her cries filled the air as her legs knotted tightly around his torso, the muscles in her cunt clasping urgently, milking his spurting cock as he poured himself endlessly into her.

”Ohh… ah… uhnn…. G… godddd… “

Her breathless whimpers punctuated every thrust as her body jolted limply as Jack still thrust into her as if making sure he shot his seed into her very core.

”Uhn.. J… Jack … “

She whispered his name breathlessly as he collapsed on top of her pinning her to the car bonnet, their bodies heaving with painful breaths as hearts hammered and they struggled to regain their senses.

”Oh…. Babe … “

She looked up as he drew back and smiled broadly at him.
Capturing his neck she dragged him roughly towards her and used the last of her energy to press a deeply passionate kiss on his lips, sharing breath before finally pulling her mouth away from his with a low chuckle.

”Let’s get going … “

She murmured breathlessly.

”That was an incredible entrée … but I can’t wait for the main course … “
 
Jack

Jack returned her kiss...practically sucking her tongue into his mouth for safe keeping, it was as passionate a meeting of lips as any he had ever had...and he could feel the blood leaving his mind again already, just frome the feelings her kiss had given him...

”That was an incredible entrée … but I can’t wait for the main course … “, Danielle was out of breath...but not out of steam...still holding one another he could see not an ounce of desire had left her expression...he was still hungry too, and had a feeling that the things they would do to one another tonight...would make all other nights pale in comparison...

He peeled her off the sloppy mess atop the hood of his firebird...guiding her by the hand, like a date for the prom...he opened the passenger side door for her, and helped the sexy little thing inside...her hair was besheveled and the fluids that swapped between them were running down the length of her peach colored, delicous legs...but he didnt care...the aphoulstery didnt matter...only she did.

He zipped himself up...stuffing the growing cock back inside its prison of his slacks and approached the drivers side...he got in and instantly turned to her with a smile. "You were fucken amazing...." putting the key in the ignition he turend it and the engine roared to life after turning over "but im not done with you yet, georgous"...the car vibrated and soon they were speeding down the street towards the hotel where they had first made love.
 
Dannielle’s breath came in short gasps as her eyes devoured Jack’s.
God he was sooo fucking hot! She moaned softly as he eased her free of the bonnet and took her hand in a touchingly gallant gesture and led her to the car. Her body pressed against his as he opened the door for her and with a soft smile she slid inside exhaling as she felt her legs finally turn as fluid as her insides had become but a minute ago.

"You were fucken amazing...."

She smiled across at him as the engine leapt to life, throbbing beneath her as she sank into the comfort of the upholstery.

” … but I’m not done with you yet, gorgeous"...

She gave a low chuckle and eyed his groin, noting that he had an admirable bulge growing once more.
She had never known a guy with such a rapid recovery rate!
His sex drive was incredible and that in turn made her insatiable.

”.. I can see that … “

She murmured softly.

” … in a rush Jack … ?”

She teased gently as he negotiated the empty streets rapidly to grind to a halt shortly afterwards at the hotel … their hotel.

”Mmm… seems ages since we were here … “

Danielle murmured as she allowed Jack to take her hand and help her out of the car. She smiled as he reached in and took out a red vanity case, the case she had stowed earlier before entering the bar. She raised mock innocent eyes to his as he weighed it in his hand, feeling a shift of items and wondering why it seemed a bit heavier than usual.

With a giggle, she pressed a kiss against his cheek,

”Just a few … surprises … “

She eased it away from him playfully.

” … for later …”

She teased watching as he hauled his own travel bag over his shoulder.

”I’ll lock it …”

She dipped in her bag and took out the duplicate set of keys to his car and secured the doors with a suggestive smile.

”Now … let’s go lover … “

She linked her arm through his and pressed her body close as they walked into the reception to stand at the familiar desk.

”I … r e a l l y … need to … eat … “

She purred into his ear as he did his best to go through the necessary procedure of signing in and getting their room key …
 
Jack signed the guestbook at the reception desk, the same gentleman that was always there to greet them smiled at him and gave him their room key, after accepting the cash for the room... "always cash eh?," he remarked as the elderly man shot Dannielle a suggestive smile...jack uncomfortably nodded with a nervous grin and took their bags in one hand. He lifted the baggage with a relative ease, Dannielle was unsure if this was to demonstrate his strenght to her or due to a haste in getting into their room, as jack fumbled with the key in the other hand... the familiar and welcomed growth still stirring in his pants...

He was very anxious to see what the little red vanity case had in store...a bag of tricks like that should be explored as soon as possible. He unlocked the knob to their chambers and pushed the door inward...he waited for her to enter... "ladies first, beautiful," he teased...once both inside he shut the door and flicked on the lights by way of the switch on the wall and set the bags down...he couldnt even get his coat off fast enough...she had driven him wild again...jsut watchin her ascend the fight of stairs from the reception desk...her firm young ass wiggling right in his face and those dark stocking begging to be peeled off...he wanted to take a bite of her sultry thighs...and now they were alone...a magnetism between them that he could no longer ignore...Jack stepped to her...as she looked about the room...her delicate hand on a hip...her silky smooth legs extended to one side in a proud stance.

He wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her back into him...

"Do you know i live for these moments, Dannielle...." He slowly...rationed the sensation of her buttocks against his swollen pants...grinding into her gently... he turned her head to the side and leaned over her shoulder...half his lips stealing a wet kiss...

"Get undressed...or changed as the case might be..." he said implying her little box of tricks... "ill wait here..."

Jack took off his coat and began getting comfortable....dimming the lights and putting some soft music on, with the cheap radio the motel provided.

Soon there was a knock on the door and the old man from downstairs had arrived with Jacks request. He cracked the entrance open and slipped the guy a hundred for his help...recieving the bucket of wine and two expensive wine glasses. He figured he was prepared for this by now...since Jack and Dannielle had done this before...tho he tried to spice up each occasion in a different way, as did she. He set the alchohol down and popped the cork...letting the foam ejaculate out of the bottle...it would need to breath now...

The married man's cock was a steel column beneath his breifs...pulsing and throbbing as if it hadnt just finished fucking Dannielle moments ago...he felt like a teenager again as he waited for the sexiest bitch he knew to join him.
 
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"…ladies first, beautiful…”

Dannielle gave Jack a demure smile and moved past him into the room, walking into its centre before pausing and turning to assess their accommodation even though it was familiar, it always gave her a thrill to see the almost impersonal tidiness and the almost clinically smooth bed, knowing that by the time they’d finished they’d have turned the place upside down and then some …

"Do you know i live for these moments, Dannielle...."

She nodded wordlessly, her body thrilling at the contact of his hardness nudging against her and his hands on her ass and running over her body as he drew her back against him.

"Get undressed...or changed as the case might be... ill wait here..."

She turned and planted a brief but searing kiss on his lips then turning and picking up the vanity case in one fluid movement she disappeared into the ensuite bathroom.

Danielle let out a long breath and turned to look hat her reflection in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair was tussled and her eyes sparkled. Never had ever made her feel as desperately desirable and constantly horny, even during her more adventurous modelling past …

”Godd…. “

She breathed and looked down at her dishevelled state, marvelling that they had not even made it back to the room this time. Rapidly, she dragged off the clothes and folded them over ready to stuff them into her vanity case to be laundered later. Turning on the shower, she stepped under the jet spending mere minutes to freshen up and knowing that she would share a more leisurely shower or bath with Jack later that evening or the next morning. Making sure she did not wet her hair, she wound the vast towel around her body and opened her case, eyeing the various items before taking out a paddle brush and pulling it through her tresses until they shone.

”I’ll be out in a moment … “

She called; sure she had heard voices beyond and wondered what Mark had ordered as room service this week.
Quickly she patted her body dry and then draped the towel across the rail before turning to unpack the outfit she had bought only this week, specially selected for the occasion. Danielle eyed the sheer fabric and smiled a shiver of anticipation running through her. The evening had almost hit top temperature already. She could only imagine what Mark would think when he saw her 3 piece outfit. Accessibility was the name of the game … split cups and crotch. She couldn't wait to see his face when he saw what she had selected ... and this was just part one of what she had in mind for her lover. She eyed the toys that still lay in her red case and in less that a few minutes had slipped into the black concoction and opened the door to rejoin Mark in the room.

Dannielle allowed the light of the bathroom to illuminate her torso as she stood in the doorway letting Mark’s eyes run over her body.
Her bosom rose and fell hinting at the already hard nipples nestled beneath the opening across the cups.
Already she could feel her body heating and knew that just the look on her face had her wet and aching.
Outwardly cool, she turned to switch of the light, her legs moving to display the smooth swell of her ass and allowing a glimpse of her smooth sex before she turned and it was once more hidden from sight as she took a step towards Mark.

”You ordered wine … “

Her voice was husky, yet softly approving. Mark was an awesome lover, but also had a real eye for detail. She advanced and pressed a chaste kiss on his cheek, letting her body brush Mark's momentarily before putting a short distance between them once more.

”… pour me a glass …?”

She asked demurely before turning away from him to stand in the room's centre. She was all too aware of the raging hardon Mark was sporting and it was taking all her own self control to stop herself from ripping his pants open to get at the thick cock that had drilled into her less than half an hour ago.
She took a steadying breath and let her eyes do a sweep of the familiar room and then come to rest on the bed.
The setting was perfect; dimmed lights, soft music, wine … romantic one might say …

She did need that cool drink, Dannielle told herself until she glanced back at Mark ... no ... on second thoughts it was something MUCH hotter, that she needed she admitted ...



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