What Cums around, a Gift from the Universe (closed to Wickedpen)

[LP1957]

Edward Sutton led a simple life. It wasn’t always that way though. He fell in love with his first wife Ellen, when he was still in college, at the young age of 26 and finishing up his Masters degree. Ellen was still a senior in high school and ready to graduate at the ripe young age of 18.

He pursued her relentlessly over the next 3 years. He knew she was dating and seeing others, but he was determined to win her over. He had proposed and been turned down on numerous occasions. Her telling him, she just wasn’t ready to settle down.

They were together whenever one of them wasn’t in class, or at work, but she still flirted and toyed with other guys closer to her age. Her mother didn’t like Ed at all and it didn’t help that she would try to set her daughter up with other men at every chance she got.

Ellen had admitted to having a fling here and there when she was on vacation with her family. After all they weren’t married, or technically even engaged as she had never accepted any of his many requests to marry her.

Edward graduated and asked her again, this time offering her a 2 carat diamond and ruby engagement ring. To his surprise and amazement she accepted and they began to make wedding plans. A year later they were man and wife, him having just turned 30 and her 22.

The first year and a half went well. Then, near the end of year two, their sex life seemed to dwindle. Edward didn’t understand why as they had fucked like rabbits the whole time they were dating. He knew he wasn’t well endowed down there, and that his stamina inside of her was short at best. Still he couldn’t understand why she was no longer as excited to be naked and alone with him.

That all changed when she came home from work one day and confessed that she was sleeping with a co-worker. They only reason she was telling him now was because the guys wife had found out and was on her way over to confront the both of them.

Well to cut a long story short, this led to that and that led to divorce. Edward was grief stricken. He didn’t date for the next two years. He was also drinking way too much. He had opened his own manufacturing business the year they got married and it was having trouble staying afloat due to his lack of interest in life in general.

Finally pulling it back together he cleaned up his act. He quit drinking, other than the occasional beer. Got the business in order and flourishing. He was set up on a blind date and courted and married Karen a year later. Edward was now 33 and his new bride was a VERY vanilla woman who gave him zero reason to believe she would ever cheat on him.

Fast forward 10 years to the present. Edward now 43, 15 pounds overweight on his 5’11” frame. Still in pretty good shape as he played basketball a couple of times a week. Not much muscle tone but not bad. He and Karen were managing to have sex once or twice a week, the trouble was it was always missionary with little to no change in the routine.

Edward actually found himself missing the spontaneity of his prior sex life with Ellen. He often thought about her with other guys. He had since discovered that she'd had sex with a few of his college buddies, as well as with his older brother whom he never talked to anymore.

He found himself longing for the old days and would surf on his computer for cheating wife sights. He also liked the CFnm sites as they reminded him of the humiliation she had put him through. Only instead of crying about it as he had the first two years after they divorced he was jerking off to it 4 or 5 times a week.

He couldn’t understand why. Ellen lived 300 miles north of him, and though he still thought about her on a daily basis, she was out of his life. Or so he thought.

Karen sent him one Thursday evening to get some groceries and pick up a couple of prescriptions at the in store pharmacy. As he was waiting in line for the pharmacist he was shocked and surprised when who should turn the corner of the adjacent aisle then his very ex-wife. Still looking as young and fit at 35 as when they were dating.

 

[wickedpen]

It was a Tuesday night, she remembered, three weeks to the day she had gotten back to town, when she saw him, Ed. Ellen was in her late twenties and had been around the block. She did not have any kids, thank God, but two ex husbands and no job. She knew this town, she had grown up here, and had enough to live for a few months. Ellen was not thinking very long term at this point. As she saw it, in a very black and white world, she had her body and wits to work that body into some cash, but short of that she was broke. She was not a prostitute in her mind, if he pays for the room she can get him off.

Please, do not tell her she should have studied instead of given blow jobs for grades. She is an inevitable path of least resistance taking kind if person, and being as beautiful in a slutty way she was given many a sign post to decide a path in her life. The least resistance does mean, men falling in love with her after some easier than expected sex act. To Ellen sex was fun but not nearly the turn on that domination is. Being down and out she is feeling pretty submissive but seeing Ed brought back fantasies she had not thought of in years.

She was getting gas and he pulled up across the way and got out of the car. From behind a column and pump and big dark sunglasses. She was shocked to recognize him, but he did not look that different, and that is a good thing. He was not fat like most guys and from the looks of it doing pretty well. There is a woman in the passenger seat but can not see more than that.

Her pump handle clicks and the tank is full. She put the handle back and slips back around the car. She looks over using the rear view mirror until he drives away. She is so excited, it is crazy. She is nervous as her palms are wet with sweat on the steering wheel. Her jeans were annoying as her hand could do little between her legs to appease the intense arousal she was feeling. Through her head ran all these different scenarios of getting with him. That is the thing, After all the shit with him, seeing him turned her on like nothing has in a long time.

Ellen drove like she was an undercover PI and he was her mark, following him to his house. She drove past and then u turned and paused watching. "His wife is nothing to write home about, I will tell you" she laughed to herself with her cocky confidence. She looked as boring as the house, which looked like every other nice new house on the block with the "optional" trim or gable to make it unique.

"God I am a snob for someone as broke as me." she thought as she watched them close the automatic garage door and the lights in the house come on.

She drove back to the hotel where she was staying until her apartment was ready in a couple days, on the first. As she drove she was torn between thoughts of seeing him so happy and normal and leaving him be, and wanting to make Ed do what she knows Ed wants.

"God you are bad Ellen" she said to herself. Alone in that hotel room with the lights off and having smoked a joint Ellen lay in the cool sheets naked. Her body aching from thinking about Ed since the gas station. Her body felt so good as she thought of him and how he had been.

"If I tell him to meet me here, will he?" she asks out loud as her legs open and her hands move down from her more than ample breasts topped with tight brown pebbles to her clean shaven very wet thighs under the white sheet and comforter. Pulling her legs back and apart she aches for him.

"You will come to the Wellsley Hotel room 213 Ed." she sighs as her eyes close and her fingers all move into place in the perfect unison only she can perform.

"Oh yes Ed you are going to come prepared to do things for me." she says as though he was there, "...this time there will be no games or confusion got it?"". Her body writhes side to side as the sound of her fingers moving in and out of her is audible throughout the room.

"Kiss my toes" she sighs as her fantasy progresses to him on his knees in front of her, fully dressed in a suit. The bed creaks as her hips are working hard and her legs bouncing as she so turned on.

"Eat me Ed" she will tell him and he will lean into her open legs and pleasure her.

"YES!" she hisses as she can wait no longer and pushes herself over the edge releasing torrents of pleasure. Pleasure that made up her mind.

Laying under the disheveled comforter, naked and satisfied for the moment she decided Ed was going to be her sugar daddy. "He did like sex" she says as she ponders her next move.

Ellen joined a gym as keeping her main asset in shape was key. She had just finished her first spinning class and went around the corner for a water at the pharmacy as the gym is crazy expensive.

There she was, having spent all day pondering elaborate plans to meet Ed alone dressed to the nines, and there he is. Walking in running shoes, purple yoga pants and a white shorts bra soaked with sweat, no make up, her hair in a pony tail, she stood in shock.

"Ed?" she managed after we looked into each others eyes for a few seconds. She went and gave him an awkward hug as she was sweaty and he was in a dress shirt from work, but wanted to give him a good sniff and even leave her scent for the other one.

They made small talk and she relished him looking her up and down as someone who had been intimate with the other.

"So you are married?" finally she says.

He seems surprised she knows and had forgotten Karen completely as that smoking hot body dripping sweat and real need into his pants. She glances at his hand with the ring on it.

"Oh yeah duh" he says with a laugh at himself.

"Oh shoot I forgot my prescription" Ellen says and says good bye and walks out knowing his eyes are on her ass.

She waited outside the empty pharmacy with three cars in the parking lot. Ed came out and she said "Hey Ed" as he walked without noticing her. He came over.

She looked him in the eyes as his excitement was clear on his face.

"Come to my room, Wellsley 213, just outside town, know it? one o'clock" she says as though her fantasy was real, which it sorta was.

 

[LP1957]

Once Edward had gotten his head in shape, after he left Ellen, his business took off and flourished. He was now making a mid 6 figure income every year. Despite this fact he and Karen lived in a moderate house in a moderate neighborhood. They could easily have afforded the mortgage on a house twice as expensive but Edward had always been very conservative with his money.

He did enjoy going on the extravagant vacation every other year. Europe or the Caribbean. He always had in the back of his mind to take his new wife Karen there and put her in a position to have sex with one of the locals. He would set up massages for her with a male masseuse. Or find a secluded spot on the beach where some young stud was near by. All for naught as she would just laugh at his 'ridicules suggestion'.

"You are all the man I need Ed.” She would tell him. He would think of his thin barely over 5" penis. He would think of Ellen and how she knew that wasn't enough for her, or any real woman. He would find himself in the bathroom jerking off to the thought of Karen being fucked by some stud. Only for that vision in his head to change from Karen to Ellen shortly after his penis was in hand.

The worse part, (or best for his libido) was that Karen's stud was always a faceless, unknown hard body. When it was Ellen being fucked in his dream it was one of his old buddies, the guy from work she had left him for, or worst of all his very own brother.

Yes, he still fantasized about his ex. She was on his mind far to often, and far to embedded in his thoughts. He even now wished, at times, that he had taken her suggestion that they stay together after her affair and just ‘redefine’ their marriage to include others for her to enjoy. When Ed had turned her down, as he couldn't think straight, she had actually even asked him if he would at least make her pregnant as her 'boyfriend' had a vasectomy. His wife had wanted no more children.

He couldn't imagine having a child that he could not help raise and he had moved out of their condo that very night. Not looking back. But his rearview mirror was constantly filled these days of what might or could have been if he had taken her up on her first option.

He was looking in that mirror of his past that very day as he waited in the line for his wife’s prescription. Then all of a sudden there she was, in his 'windshield' so to speak and he was about to crash right into her. "Ed?" She stared at him like a deer caught in his headlights.

He stared back with a look of surprise mixed with fear and lust. She was dressed in workout gear and visibly soaked in her own sweat. Of course Edward thought that there was more than a 50-50 chance that her sweat may have been mixed with that of some muscle-bound stud from the gym that had helped 'work her out'.

Did she remember how he had always loved to go down on her after she worked out? How her sweaty petite body made his little dick rock hard when she would let him have her in that condition? Did she notice at this very moment that he was already as hard and big as he could manage to be? She gave him a quick hug, her hot wet body doing nothing to subdue the thoughts in his head. Did she notice his dick sticking into her hip as she embraced him?

"So you are married?" Her remark momentarily caught him by surprise and he thought of his demur wife back at home waiting for him to return to her. Had she been stalking him as he had her for the first couple of years after they divorced? He knew she had moved up north and married some dentist. He didn't know if it were for his money or for his cock but she wasn't wearing a ring now.

She glanced down at his wedding band to let him know what had tipped her off and that bubble was quickly popped. He remembered how she hade a habit of bursting his life's 'bubbles'. Still it was all he could do to break the hug quickly as her musky smell filled his nose and had him wanting to strip her of her sweats and panties right then and there taste the sweet nectar of her sweaty pussy one more time.

"Oh shoot I forgot my prescription." And just like that she disappeared on him one more time. The pharmacist called him forward and he stepped up to the counter to get his wife’s pills. Was this all just a dream? A too real fantasy in his dirty mind? He would definitely find a reason to disappear when he got home and play on his computer away from Karen's view.

He retrieved the other couple of items that his wife had sent him for and made his way to the parking lot. "Hey Ed." His daydream was back and standing in the half darkened lot. He could do nothing but stare at her cameltoe and her sweat soaked sports bra as she moved herself under a lamp.

"Come to my room, Wellsley 213, just outside town, know it? one o'clock." Then she was again gone as she got into her car and disappeared from him just one more time. Once again leaving him hard and denied. Standing in the parking lot with his bag of groceries and his little hardon.

He didn't make it home to his computer. He got in his car and quickly jacked off to her image. Shooting his less then impressive load in less than 2 minutes. He glanced at his watch as he cleaned the little puddle of cum form his hand. 8:30. There was no way in hell he could, or would be at her room in 4 and a half hours.

 

[wickedpen]

It was a good thing Ed figured out she had meant 1 PM tomorrow. In the middle of the day when he should be hard at work earning for the Mrs. Ellen wanted him in her hotel room. She spent the morning when she woke up after 10 fantasizing about how much she enjoyed seeing Ed and he seemed to have gotten over the fact she was nearly married to another man while living with him and having had his brother ever chance they got like high school kids.

Now Ed, married ex-husband who sje cheated on terribly was coming to her hotel in 3 hours. Maybe he won't come? Nah, she decided there was little chance of that as quick as his pecker had hardened up. No bigger but plenty of excitement as usual she smiled.

Showering and putting on an old tee shirt that just covered her was her total prep for today. She sat on the couch looking out the window at the clouds wondering how Ed would be.

At 1 o'clock on the dot a knock came at the door and she stood and beaming walked to the door with her bare feet on the plush hotel carpet. She did not peep out, unconcerned with who it might be, knowing it is Ed.

 

[LP1957]

His head was in a daze as he wiped off and tucked away his spent penis. As it began to clear he realized that she must have meant 1:00 PM the next day. That took away the 'could' part. But he still was adamant about the 'should' portion.

She had cheated on him. Not just the one ongoing affair she had with her co-worker who she was sure she wanted to marry and bare his impossible to father child. That being her first option when he had turned her down on a one-sided open marriage. Not that he had ever had the desire to cheat on her since the first time they met.

Ellen was full of first times for him. She wasn't the first girl he had dated. It was a short list to be sure. He wasn't very outgoing and well his list of assets didn't make for the best resume. She wasn't even the first girl he made it to second base with. That was Suzy Parker, generally regarded as the homeliest girl in his class growing up.

Pretty much every other category had Ellen's name atop the list. He recalled his first blow job that she had given him. A sucking that had him thinking of proposing the very next day. Little did he know at the time that she was pretty much sucking someone's cock on a daily basis.

His first intercourse was also attributed to Ellen. A rescue of his drunken love as she was about to have sex with an underage boy. Edward quickly chased him away and in her drunken state she allowed him to take the other boys place. She passed out shorty after (or perhaps during, he wasn't 100% sure) and he tucked her away in bed for the night, now sure she was the girl he was going to marry.

Much to his dismay, he reminded himself, he did just that. Driving the short distance home he promised himself he wouldn't take her up on her offer. He entered the house and gave Karen her sleeping pills. She wasn't a bad looking lady in the least. But dressed in the house coat she wore, after seeing Ellen, well.........

It was now 9:00 PM and Edward was feeling exhausted both mentally and physically. He told Karen he was ready for bed. She told him she would join him. Not for anything physical mind you. Not that he was hoping for that at this point.

Karen headed off to the shower as he readied himself for bed. He watched her undress, it was funny he thought to himself. She was a very attractive women when she dressed up. Naked was another story. Without clothes on her 34b breasts looked small on her tall thin body. Her butt sagged and had little form to it when not held up by her panties and whatever was above them.

Ellen, he recalled, was the complete opposite. Oh she looked great in clothes. She looked like a well lubed sex machine without them. She actually wore the same bra size as Karen. But on her 5'2" frame they stood proud and showed well. She never needed a bra when she choose not to wear one. Her very sensitive nipples always pointing her way. He wondered if her tits still stood as high and proud all on their own now that she was in her mid thirties. Her ass was a marvel. The cutest little bubble butt that was always accentuated by the thinnest thong panties.

Edward set his alarm for 2 hours earlier than he usually got up. He told himself it was 'just to get a good start on the day.' A work day that had the looming possibility of being cut short if he weakened.

He kissed Karen good night when she joined him in bed wearing her flannel pajamas. He told her he would be leaving early and that he may even be home late as there was a 'new project' that he wanted to get a good head start on. Despite his determination not to grant her his company he was covering all his bases.

Edward didn't sleep well at all that night. Tossing and turning something terrible. Despite his little session in the car, while parked at the store, his little dick was hard and not allowing him to sleep on his stomach. He finally gave up trying and got up an hour earlier than he had set his alarm for. He ended up getting to work 3 hours early.

As much as he fought against himself and his own reasoning he found himself telling his foreman that he was meeting a client for lunch and then going out to survey some potential vendors. He would not be back until the next day. At 12:15 he was in his car and driving to the outskirts of town where the Wellsley Hotel was located.

As he pulled into the parking lot, he cursed himself for being this weak. He was a maverick in the business world and most always got his way. Ellen was a curse, after all these years she still held a spell over him. He got out of the car, straightened up his suit and made his way to the stairway. As he made his way up to the second floor his penis led the way. Pointing him to his slut of an ex-wife's door.

At precisely 1:00 PM he lightly knocked on her hotel room door. His head was pointed to the ground and his dick to the opening as the door opened. There stood Ellen in just an old t-shirt from a concert they had attended while still married. It was cut away and showed a good amount of side boob. It was also very short and if she were to bend over her cute ass would make a glorious appearance.

He could tell she was wearing nothing more than the tee. That and..... was that the diamond and ruby engagement ring she had finally excepted his proposal to? She had never offered to return it when they divorced and he had never asked her to. It adorned her right ring finger and not her left that he had so happily placed it on so many years before. But still.....

 

[wickedpen]

"Ed!" she said excitedly jumping up, as though she did not know he was coming, and hugging him like a long lost friend. She felt his hard on and let herself press against him before stepping back and welcoming him in.

"So come in and sit and tell me everything" she says as they make their way to the small area with a couch and a chair with a small table and TV.

She sits in the chair looking away as she pulls her tee shirt over her knees after crossing them. She could see he was nervous.

"Do I make you that nervous? I shouldn't." she begins, then it dawns on her, "are you acting like this out of anger? That was so long ago, no?" She can see has changed a little. He is a little cooler and a smudge of confidence.

With Ed not responding as he looked into her eyes Ellen grew nervous then angry.

"Do you want to walk out and prove some point to yourself, or do you want to see the other side?" she said challenging him. She sat up and forward and the tee shirt sprung back from her knees and laid over what Ed's eyes were clearly interested in. She waits for him to raise his eyes to hers before asking "Ed, why did you come to me when I asked?" She pauses then says "Did you come here because I told you to, and like being told what to do?" with a smirk of confidence on her thick pink glossy lips.

She leaned back in the chair and let her legs open uncovered. "I guess we can get an answer without words." she said twisting her blonde hair in one finger next to her face and watching for Ed's response.

 

[LP1957]

Ellen opened the hotel room door of room 213. She immediately pulled him into a close tight hug like two best friends that hadn't seen each other in years. His dick pressed up against her belly, covered only by the thin, worn tee.

When he thought about it, that is exactly what they really were, best friends. Fuck buddies? They related on so many other levels and liked very much being together. That was never the problem. It was her unbridled sexual appetite that was their undoing.

"So come in and sit and tell me everything." she encouraged him. Just sit and talk? Like what took place 10 years ago had no meanings all? She led him in and as he stood dumbfounded she sat in a chair crossing her legs and pulling the tee down over her knees. This only caused her boobs to puff out more on the sides of the shirt to where they were just barely covering the taut little nipples, buds which seemed were as hard as his little dick, which he so remembered and loved.

"Do I make you that nervous? I shouldn't." She asked so innocently as he stood there speechless.
Then as if it had just dawned on her how much she had hurt him she asked: "Are you acting like this out of anger? That was so long ago, no?" She was right. Yes he was ANGRY! Angry of what she had done to him. Angry that he was so weak that he came crawling back to her so easily today. Angry that he didn't realize back then that these latent cuckold tendencies were in him. Angry that his dick had leaked through his pants giving him away.

Her friendly demeanor changed as she challenged him: "Do you want to walk out and prove some point to yourself, or do you want to see the other side?" Edward slowly shook his head no to her first question. Still unable to speak.

Ellen sat forward and looked directly into his eyes. Her top sprang back up over her knees and just barely covered her sex. Her pussy that he recalled was so tight that he could never refuse her anything she asked of him, was less than two inches from his view, covered only by the frayed ends of the shirt.

"Ed, why did you come to me when I asked?" Her question bore into his soul. "Did you come here because I told you to, and you like being told what to do?" Her tone now showed the confidence she always possessed. She knew she owned him as she always had, she just needed him to admit it as he had 15 years ago when they first met.

Then she leaned back and uncrossed her legs, opening her flower to his view. As Edward dropped down to his knees, the lustful wanting, NEEDING look in his eyes said it all. As he tried to speak unsuccessfully "pleeee..." was all he could get out.

"I guess we can get an answer without words." She told him as she twisted her blonde hair in her finger. Just as she had twisted Edward once again to her will.

 

[wickedpen]

"Oh Ed" she said with a smile breaking the moment as she sat up on her elbows and said "Just sit back down. You can take it out if you want." Her words were like cables shooting out and strapping him into his seat.

"That's good honey, we don't want to rush things. I mean I know you have, limits" she says now confident with control and swaying her knees side to side. "Maybe you should just jerk off this time? I mean that tall drink of water you live with must be riding you plenty, no?" she asked just taking a wild guess that his expectations of sex from his wife and his real need are not matching.

His face drops a little further if that was possible. His cock hard as ever she noted as he was seen to be used by one and unable to satisfy her. "Jesus Ed, man up! Or do you like being the bitch?" her tone now turned darker and more demanding.

"Jerk it Ed" she said leaning forward towards him as his hand covered his cock and started pumping.

"That's it baby, feel good? Does she let you look at her naked when you jerk off?" she said now laying back on the chair with her ass just on the edge and her legs spread straight out and her hands clutching her big firm tits.

"Have you missed this?" she says knowing there are only seconds to make an impression, she reaches down and spreads the lips of her wet swollen lips and pulls her knees back. She lets him look at her as his mouth begins to open with that look of "I am about to cum".

She had only gotten this far in her fantasy about how this should go. She had to make a decision, take his load in her mouth and possibly endear him to her forever or let him cum like a boy peeping all over his pants and hotel floor. Then he would go home hard for more.

A part of her, her inner desires wanted to take him in her mouth just for the thrill. There is never a boring blow job at the end. She had never had a relationship with a man who did not at least try to fuck or force her to suck him when alone and he is already jerking off, and oh yeah, he is my remarried ex-husband.

 

[LP1957]

"Oh Ed" she exclaimed as he dropped to his knees just three feet in front of the chair she sat upon with her shaved pussy now exposed to him.

"Just sit back down. You can take it out if you want." Her words crippled him. He couldn't get up to move to the sofa if he had tried. No, he stayed there on his knees close to her. But a mile away in his mind. He did manage to unbuckle and lower his pants and boxers down to a puddle around his knees.

As she watched him take his hard little dick out, it brought a wide smile to her face. "That's good honey, we don't want to rush things. I mean I know you have, limits." Did she really think that? Had he ever set limits for her when she wanted to play. Yes there was the limit when she wanted to remain married and have her boy toy on the side. There was the limit that wouldn't allow him to impregnate her when he said he couldn't live with the first option as she wished. The former one he now regretted.

They were older now. She was much more experienced and his mind wondered to just what boundaries she might want to push. She had always been very adventures in her younger years. Sex in semi-public places was a natural occurrence between them. She knew from before that when she teased him in front of others that he would turn beat red and hard as..... well as hard as that little toy would get.

She liked flirting with those limits as much as she liked flirting with well built guys. Had she grown more bold in her 30's? "Maybe you should just jerk off this time? I mean that tall drink of water you live with must be riding you plenty, no?"

He slowly took his penis in his hand. It for the most part eclipsed it from her view, other than the head which peeked out an angry red color. For the first time since he had entered her hotel room he found his voice. Granted it was almost a whisper and with his head down she had to strain to hear him. "No.... Ellen we only have sex a few times a month. She is not like that." He explained as he wondered how she knew that Karen was tall at 5'8". A good half a foot on Ellen.

Again her tone changed in a rapid manner. "Jesus Ed, man up! Or do you like being the bitch?" He had always been her bitch he realized, he had just never been able to admit it to himself. "Jerk it Ed!"
She commanded him and he did, his hand began to ride the length of his dick. It was a short trip but one that he was more than used to taking. He had not however done so in front of anyone other then his ex who was now watching what she had had him do for her so many times when they were married and even before when they were dating. She had never denied him the desire to cum, she just made him do himself in front of her when she wasn't in the mood for anything else.

"That's it baby, feel good? Does she let you look at her naked when you jerk off?" "nnnnnn" He groaned as his dry hand moved the length of his cock, lubed only by the precum that bubbled from its tip. "No Ellen she never has, you are the only one to ever see me do this." He admitted, to the woman that had such a hold over him. In a little clearer voice as the excitement had made him bolder.

"Have you missed this?" Her question rhetorical, as she already knew the answer, as his breathing had became labored. His mouth dropping open as she spread her pussy lips in front of him. At this sight Edward Sutton shot off like a school boy. Though only 3 feet in front of her his load only managed to make it less than half way to the treasure that she was holding open for him.

He did shoot out 4 strings of goo which is more than his usual load with Karen. Each reaching less and less close to her. He continued to assault his penis as it grew limp and the last few dribbles fell on his pants which were still bunched around his knees. He again kneeled in front of her with his head down and his now spent, limp dick in his cum stained hand.

 

[wickedpen]

"Jesus Ed, been a while?" Ellen tried to suppress her laughter as he came harder than she ever remembered him. "Or just excited to see me?" she asked as he hung his head still enjoying the rush of release.

She paused naked and vulnerable but safe in the knowledge that Ed wanted to be told what to do and do it. He did not break the rules even when there is not a court in the land that would blame him at this point of he were to take her anyway he wished and at his size and her size, he could. But that was part of this, the fact that he could easily physically over power this little spitfire, and I emphasis the little, but he doesn't. And she understands him and what he wants.

"Ed I have been down on my luck lately, long story, do you think you could loan me some cash?" she said knowing he was at his most vulnerable, yet his opening eyes were not on the carpet on the floor and not on Ellen's eyes but in between.

"How much is coming here with me, in secret worth?" she said not like a prostitute soliciting but someone who genuinely knew him and more importantly, he had to trust her anyway. "You do want to do this again, right Ed?" she said in a more commanding tone and starting up.

Softening her tone as she saw the money bothering him, "or you can keep pumping it in that 401k so you and the tall drink of water can live nicely when you can't get it up, even as much as you get it up now. What do you say Ed?" she finished now sitting up with her ass on the edge of the couch and legs open as though ready to spring if Ed denies himself this relationship.

 

[LP1957]

Edward kneeled in front of his ex-wife. His now limp penis, wet and still in his left hand. His eyes were somewhere in between her deep green eyes and her obviously wet pussy. He concentrated on her still firm belly button which he always admired.

"Jesus Ed, been a while?" She tried her best to stifle a chuckle but didn't hide it near well. "Or just excited to see me?" Both, he blushed, his face turning as red as the head of his dick had been just minutes ago. "A little over a week." He answered her first question. The second answer was overly obvious and he let it pass unanswered.

Her little chuckle turned into a smile of knowing victory. "Ed I have been down on my luck lately, long story, do you think you could loan me some cash?" His eyes finally raised up and met hers. Money had always been a sticking point for Edward Sutton. Oh he made plenty. For some reason he was always hesitant to spend it. He was very generous with his gifts to her when they were dating and then married. He assumed he was the same with his current wife.

He would rarely purchase anything for himself other than an extravagant vacation every other year.
"How much is coming here with me, in secret worth?" His mind was again spinning and he felt his limp dick tingle and drip another drop of his sperm onto his pants. Was she inviting him to do this again? Did wish want to make this a reoccurring dalliance?

"You do want to do this again, right Ed?" She answered the private questions he had in his head. Her voice taking on more of a 'You Will do this Again' then an open option for him. Again by his position, his limp dick, the little streaks of his cum painting the floor between them her question really needed no verbal answer.

But she needed him to say it. To admit out loud that she still had a hypnotic hold on him. "or you can keep pumping it in that 401k so you and the tall drink of water can live nicely when you can't get it up, even as much as you get it up now. What do you say Ed?"

Ed again couldn't say. His clean right hand reached to the pocket where his wad of cash always resided. She smiled as she observed that he still carried no wallet to hold it. He laid out 4 $100. bills, 5 twenties and for ones. He took back 2 of the $20. dollar bills and pushed them back in the pocket of his now stained pants. He placed the remaining $464. on the floor just to the left of his still wet ejaculate.

"Answer me one thing first Ellen and please be honest. You can have what's there either way. I just need to know the truth please." His eyes now serious and glued to her, despite that she was naked
from the waste down and he wanted nothing more than to crawl over hic cum to kiss and lick her there.

"Did you ever....." he paused, almost unable to ask the question he needed to know the answer, and feared to hear. "Did you sleep with my brother Michael?" He knew that she had been with him. An illicit hand-job at a late night party at the house he lived in when they had just started dating. He knew also that she had blown him, just shortly before she had finally accepted his purposing. But to her actually fucking him. His own brother being inside of her...... he was never sure.

 

[wickedpen]

Ellen tilted her head acting confused by the question. Her head spun with memories of times she pushed it, taken sweet Michael for all he was worth.

She began a conversation with Ed in her head. "What do you know? Have you seen me fucking him? I remember when you walked in on me stroking Michael in that bathroom and we just shooed you away and you let me finish him, but that was early." Her mind raced onward to visions of Michael coming over drunk after Ed was asleep and taking a couple hours in the middle of the night.

"Of course Ed" I said as my look changed from surprise to disgust at him for asking.

"You want a complete history before you get hard again, oh wait, too late you already are hard for me. But let's grow up a little here Ed, Michael is well endowed compared to you and I have needs too, as you damn well know. He was family so I thought it was a win win. " she explained as she looked at Ed staring into the floor.

"Four hundred and sixty four dollars!" she as though pleading her case, "that is what my ex-husband thinks being able to have sex with his ex-wife, no strings attached is worth, I think he can do better."

"Ed this is an opportunity I am not sure you want to turn down" she said as sat up and looked at Ed before her. "I need to get a place, or maybe you can get me a place. Keep me somewhere, with things you like. I know what you like." her mouth says it all as he shudders visibly by her hold on him. "Five grand would buy you a lot of, orgasms" she said tickled by the surprise of the big number registering on his submissive face. "You do want a lot of orgasms don't you Ed?" her voice soft and sickeningly sweet.

 

[LP1957]

He had laid it on the line. Asking her the question that had plagued his mind and soul the past 17 years before they had married and subsequently divorced. "Of course Ed." She said it so nonchalantly as though fucking Michael was like getting the car washed or some other menial task. She looked at him as though his even bothering to ask the question perturbed her.

"You want a complete history before you get hard again, oh wait, too late you already are hard for me. But let's grow up a little here Ed, Michael is well endowed compared to you and I have needs too, as you damn well know. He was family so I thought it was a win win."

She rambled on as his stomach churned as it had each and every time he heard, or saw her interactions with another guy. A very common occurrence when they were dating, it had subsided some after the wedding. At least that he was aware of. Had she just learned to better keep a secret once he slid the wedding band on her finger.

He cringed as he once again became aware that that very ring adorned her right hand. Had been used when she spread her pussy lips open to him. Had caused him to shoot his little load in her direction. "YES!!!" he wanted to scream when she asked if he wanted a complete history.

Many a night he had sat alone in his office with his dick in his hand as Karen slept or watched TV. Imagining being on her bed naked as she, still dressed, told him in great detail of each and every dalliance she'd had since they had met. Her slowly bringing his penis to the edge only to slow or stop for another time, another story.

Between Ellen and Karen there had only been 3 other women he had ever slept with. 1. A young secretary from work that was overly stacked and obviously looking for advancement. That lasted about a month. 2. A barmaid at closing time that went along with Edward and his extremely good looking friend Greg. Hoping to loose Ed along the way or for a threesome at worst. Greg was the one that disappeared knowing his less fortunate friend needed it more than he did. That one lasted less than 2 weeks 3. Was the wife of a good friend and Edward had never forgiven himself for that on night stand.

All three were in the time frame when he was drinking heavy and thinking light. The first 6 months after he left Ellen he had zero contact with women nor did he want any. The next year and a half before he cleaned up his act he went after any and every women that would be with him.

That totaled three. Though he did get to second base with a few others and once even to third. All this was rattling through his brain as he heard her end with "Win Win." A double win for her indeed, but what had it gained him but grief and pain?

The trouble was he that he indeed was hard again. He thought he had heard her mention that, as his head spun. The cum was not yet dry in his hand and on the floor and he was hard from their discussion about Michael. He hadn't been hard a second time like that since......well since he and Ellen were still dating. It never seemed to be soft then. Of course he was much younger in his mid-twenties.

"Four hundred and sixty four dollars!" She sounded exasperated at his offer. It was all he had in his pocket less the $40. he kept just in case. There was always a 'Just in Case' scenario to Edward. Always prepared for what might occur.

"That is what my ex-husband thinks being able to have sex with his ex-wife, no strings attached is worth, I think he can do better." Edward looked at her, his little wet dick now again in need. He thought better of jacking off again but he could not hide his arousal.

"No strings attached sex Ellen?" On what basis would that be?" He had to protect himself. She had tore his heart out too many times in the past. He would gladly offer it to her again but he could not let her know that.

"Ed this is an opportunity I am not sure you want to turn down." Again she could see into his thoughts and read his mind. How could he turn down what he had imagined the last 10 years less maybe the first 6 months after he and Karen married.

"I need to get a place, or maybe you can get me a place. Keep me somewhere, with things you like. I know what you like." She laid her terms out in front of him. How would he manage that? How could he possible hide the amount of money that might take?

"Five grand would buy you a lot of, orgasms." There it was. Her counter offer to the $464. he had so easily offered her for one small answer. Would the $5,000. she requested buy him all the rest of the answers to his file cabinet of questions aabout her past encounters. Both when they were dating, when they were married, and to be honest with himself the past 10 years when they were no longer a couple.

"You do want a lot of orgasms don't you Ed?" He blushed when she asked him this. He could have an orgasm pretty much anytime he wanted. Then there was always Karen. If he pushed her for it she would easily give him more of the routine sex that they shared together. He wanted, needed and desired something more and only Ellen could offer him that. He just couldn't put it into words right now. Edward was never one to think quickly on his feet.

Ellen knew that as well as she knew the $5,000. price tag would make him stop to ponder all the angles. Yes he was wrapped around her little finger. She knew that. Yes he would come around and figure out the details as well. She had baited the perfect trap and now she would just need to bide her time a little for him to again be hungry and go after that bait.

"I......I need to get home Elle." For the first time he had called her by the pet name he used when they were together. She knew that was a good sign. Edward quickly stood and pulled his dirty pants back on. Tucking his little stiffy back inside of them. Without even a goodbye, he exited her hotel room. Leaving the $464. and the trails of his cum on her floor.

 

[wickedpen]

It was an exciting time for Ellen who had been in a funk but now had a goal, Ed. She followed him and appeared places he did not expect dressed in ways that haunted his thoughts.

At the coffee shop where Ed got his morning coffee Ellen learned to be ahead of him. She would dress for the gym and let Ed run his eyes over her, sometimes realizing it is her and other times not.

She learned on Thursdays Ed went to a warehouse just outside town. It looked like the warehouse was empty so on the third Thrusday having not heard from him she went to the Ware house and waited having parked down the road and found an open window in the back. She slipped in and waited for him.

Inside were what you might expect. Boxes. a forklift. and not much. She she heard him pull in she was more alive than she had been in years.

The bright sun from outside blinded her as his eyes took a few moments to adjust to the darkness of the stale hot dark warehouse.

Ellen was sitting on a couple boxes in a pair of jeans with holes in the knees and an old Budweiser tee shirt that did little to do more than cover her full chest..

"You avoiding me boy?" Ellen said as the door closed with a loud click of the lock.

 

[LP1957]

Edward went home from his encounter with Ellen. He snuck in through the back door and made his way upstairs and into the shower. He put his soiled pants into the hamper and buried them under a pile of other dirty clothes. He always was up earlier that Karen so he would do a load of his laundry before she awoke and hide the evidence.

Edward stood under the hot water as it cascaded down on him He was trying to wash away his dalliance, but it wasn't working. he was hard again just thinking about what had occurred and what might lie ahead.

He would take his little hard-on and fuck his wife. That would get Ellen out of his head he told himself. The trouble was, when he got downstairs and found his wife in a simple pair of jeans and a tight tee it did nothing for him and the erection he was sporting had disappeared.

He knew then and there what his answer to his ex was and must be. He began to immediately start work on his plan. She had not given him her phone number to make contact. He did however see her from time to time around town. More so than one would imagine, and always dressed a little provocatively.

The trouble was he was always with someone, or around someone that he wouldn't want to see him with her. He tried a couple of times to gain her attention and get her in a more secluded spot. She seemed to appear and then disappear too quickly for that.

Three weeks from the day he had met up with he in her hotel room she surprised him by showing up in his companies storage warehouse. "Ellen! How did you....." His question of how she had gotten in was interrupted by her own demanding inquiry: "You avoiding me boy?"

"No really NO." he said emphatically. He reached into his money pocket and pulled out a slightly worn company check. Ellen studied it. Made out to CASH in the amount of $5,000.00. There was a note in the bottom corner which read. 'used secondhand machinery'. Probably not his best choice of words but it would look good to his accountant.

He studied her face as her sexy, triumphant smile appeared. "There's more." he announced to her as he took her hand. He walked her to the front of the warehouse where the offices would be if it were a working facility.

He handed Ellen a key and waited as she opened the door. It opened into a small but well furnished apartment. Complete with a moderate kitchen and living area. A second door revealed an extravagant bedroom and bath.

"You now work for me." He smiled and pointed to a stack of papers on the bed. Application and other HR concerns for her to fill out. "You will be classified as 'Warehouse Manager'. The pay is $700. a week. I will bring your paycheck on Wednesdays. Of course you wont be allowed at the company Christmas party." He joked. Edward had always had a good sense of humor.

Edward looked at her in her in her tight jeans and thin t-shirt. Obviously there was no bra beneath and he again was pleasantly surprised how her natural breasts remained firm an high below it. The nipples poking out the thin material.

"I want to be your Bitch Ellen, I need to be your bitch. Can we try out your new bed please?"

 

[wickedpen]

Ellen was overcome by the tables spinning and Ed now my landlord and boss yet he was asking to be my bitch. It was enough to take a girls breathe away and replace it with erect nipples in my tee shirt.

Walking into the apartment Ellen stripped her tee shirt and dropped it on the floor. She pushed open the bedroom door and looked in as she began unzipping her jeans, then slipping out of them and walking to the couch.

"All mine huh?" she said as she sat as if attending a cocktail party.

"Ed I need a cocktail" she said with a look at him as he stood dumbstruck with a ridiculous grin.

"Now?" she added. Looking around she began to question Ed's true intentions here. She gets up and walks to where Ed is making her a drink. He looks at her as she approaches. She knows him too well and knew there was more to this.

"Microphones?" she says barely audible, "Cameras? who can watch?" I try to control my excitement as the extrovert in me has never truly been revealed. "Do you want to get back at Michael? Send him a link?" I ask as the idea hardly formed.

 

[LP1957]

Edward once again followed behind her like a puppy dog waiting for a treat for being good. As she removed and dropped her t-shirt on the living area floor he was again amazed that her, nearly perfect, natural breasts still stood firm and high on their own with little to no sag.

"All mine huh?" she asked casually as her top hit the floor. "Well it does need to stay in the companies name of course. But you, and well I will have the only set of keys." he answered her.

When she knew it was indeed her new residence she entered the bedroom and removed her pants as well. Now in just her thin green thong and her tennis shoes she sat on the couch and surveyed the room.

"Ed I need a cocktail.....NOW!" It was much more an order than a request. She had seen the small, well stocked bar in the other room. He quickly turned and made his way there. There were 3 bottles of top shelf gin, her drink of choice 10 years ago. He hoped it still was.

There were also good bottles of vodka, scotch and an array of fine red wines. He poured her drink and went to the small kitchen for some ice. Talking to her through the open bedroom door. "I didn't have a chance to stock the cupboards and refrigerator for you yet."

As she continued to scope out the room she realized that every piece of furniture could easily be used for one or more sexual acts. Even the high four post bed had small decretive hooks adorning each of the posts, both high and low. The headboard as well as the footboard had the same decorated hooks in a cross pattern.

In the far corner there were 2 hooks that matched the others in look, but much larger hanging from the ceiling. They could be used to hold a bicycle, or some other heavy item. Even the couch she was sitting on now she realized was the perfect height to bend her over the back of to achieve the most optimum angle to penetrate a petite girl her size.

Just as he was ready to bring her drink into the bedroom she appeared once again at his side. "Microphones?, Cameras?, who can watch?" She knew of his proclivity to tape them audibly when they had sex, as well as his collection of naked polaroid's he had taken of her in the past. He still had a small stack of the now faded polaroids from when she was a teenager. The audio tapes had long since worn out to nothing.

He pondered rather he should tell her the truth or lie to protect himself. He had plans drawn up to have video and audio of every nook and cranny in the apartment that would be nearly undetectable by anyone but a pro. "The electronics have not been installed yet. There is no cable or internet yet as well." he told her.

"I wasn't really planning on showing this to you for another week. They are scheduled for installation on Monday morning. I hope that if you want to move in right away that wont be too hard on you."

She then gave him a devious look and asked: "Do you want to get back at Michael? Send him a link?" Did she want the cameras? If so... did she want them for her pleasure or for his?

 

[wickedpen]

The fact how meticulously this apartment had been designed and furnished had her already wet. She loved this aspect to Ed, his thorough attention to detail.

"So after Monday everything I do, anywhere in this apartment will go into your private video vault?" she said not terribly concerned about it. He nodded.

"So right now you could fuck me and there would be no proof." I said as a tease to keep him horny. I knew he had rope to hook on the bed and could keep me here forever. I have no one looking for me, no one knows where I am. No one cares but Ed. She realized this was true and she was nearly naked in a secret apartment in a warehouse owned by the man who built it and is now standing looking at her holding a gin and tonic with a small hard on in his pants.

"Well Ed this does put me at a disadvantage" I say as the dominant one in the relationship he has suddenly turned the tables.

"Are you still my bitch Ed?" I said grabbing his balls, form but not too hard. "Prove it!"

 

[LP1957]

"So after Monday everything I do, anywhere in this apartment will go into your private video vault?"

"Well yes." he answered her. Happy that this had come out and was being discussed. He had thought he might keep it secret and be able to spy on her whenever he felt the desire and was unable to be with her. "Of course you will have access to it as well on your computer that is being installed." He made a mental note to himself to let his IT guy know of this new addition.

He had considered the possibility of making her his captive pet. Even had special locks installed that would allow his keys to work and hers not if a simple adjustment were to be made to them. He wasn't sure why he had put those into his detailed schemedics of the apartment as he loved the free and unpredictable Ellen. But that was Edward once again always covering all of his bases. He didn't want her to disappear again for another 10 years.

"So right now you could fuck me and there would be no proof?" She said in a voice that seemed just a little on the apprehensive side. But her near naked body showed she wasn't fearful of him doing her any harm. 'Only my cum dripping inside of you for the first time in 10 years' he thought to himself, but would never say aloud.

Inplace he replied: "Yes, we could make love and it would not be chronicled for time immemorial." He had such a way with words. Why couldn't he just come straight out and say 'YEAH, we can fuck.'?
He was still the shy kid with the school boy crush on the horny, nymph blonde girl. Who was now pushing 35.

"Well Ed this does put me at a disadvantage." She said to him softly as her little nipples seemed to get harder still then they had been since she removed her top. Edward stared back at her with inquisitive and lust filled eyes.

She turned and stepped in close to him. As close as her naked body had been to him in so ever long. "Are you still my bitch Ed?" she asked as she took a firm hold on his balls. He cringed as her hand only excited him more as she gave them a tight squeeze.

"Prove it!" She challenged him. At her demand his little bitch penis exploded in his pants. She could feel the sticky wetness come through the cloth as she held his balls and his future in her hands. Her 'Bitch' was and would remain at her beckoned call.

 

[wickedpen]

This unique situation was literally Ellen's prayer come true. Nobody would find her and she was safe and "kept" by a man, who she could control. And she imagined the deliveries in the warehouse required some big dumb men with big dumb cocks that can satisfy her, within walking distance.

"OH Ed isn't that tall drink of water you take such care of taking you morning and night? Any way you want it?" she asks knowing that it was not what Ed was about. She is probably sadly in need of a good fucking.

"I guess not" she continued and takes the drink from Ed as he collects himself.

"Well that was pathetic, but cute" I say with a naughty smile.

"So what happens if you see me with someone else here?" she asked trying to define the rules of her new situation. She looks at him and says "what if you big delivery men decide to put their little pee pees in momma's pussy?" her voice slow and playful. "Mommy has needs Eddy."

 

[LP1957]

Edward couldn’t believe he had squirted so quickly with so little physical contact other than his mesmerizing Ex squeezing his balls. She had moved her hand higher and was now massaging the cum into his softening penis. Causing the little stain to spread across the front of his pants.

“Oh Ed isn’t that tall drink of water you take such care of taking you morning and night? Any way you want it?” She asked as she pretty much could guess his answer but wanted to hear him say it aloud.

“We hardly have sex anymore. Maybe twice.... we’ll since you came back. Not that she won’t do it. She doesn’t hardly turn me down but..... she only wants to do it in the bed and then mostly only missionary or doggie.” He admitted to her that the frequency was his decision while the style was limited by her prudish demeanor.

“I guess not.” She almost giggles as she takes the drink form him and sips on it. Looking down to where her free hand still rubs his spent dick. “Well that was pathetic, but cute.” She tells him as she gives it one more little squeeze and wipes her hand clean on his pants leg, leaving another stain there. She smiled as she imagined the ‘tall drink of water’ discovering them when she let him go home.

She took another longer sip and looked him directly in his eyes. “So what happens if you see me with someone else here?” Her tone now serious and stern. “What if your big delivery men decide to put their little pee pees in momma’s pussy?”

She could see Edward cringe when she asked the question and feared for a moment that this may just be a deal breaker to her new imagined way of life. Without an answer He took Ellen’s hand and led her back into the bedroom.

“Mommy has needs Eddy.” She told him on the way, once more maneuvering to get the upper hand. He stopped briefly to retrieve the key ring he had given her to the warehouse and apartment that she had tossed onto the bed when they first entered that room.

He singled out a smaller key and took her to the bedside stand. Handing her the ring she looked inquisitive as she unlocked and open the large locked drawer. It’s very neat and aligned contents that she spied included:

An extra set of keys, a burner phone with charger, candles, an assortment of lubes and massage oils, three bars of dark chocolate, 2 different vibrators one big, one small, 3 varying sizes of dildos, hand cuffs, a blindfold, a series of soft ropes in various lengths, a set of anal beads, nipple stimulating cream, a leather strap, a riding crop, misc. Replacement batteries, soft clothes, body wipes and the telling answer to her question and concern and right in the middle and center stage a Large box of various condoms, including a generous supply of Magnums. There was also a tablet that read ‘shopping wants or needs.’

“You can use or not use whatever you choose on whoever you please.” He again cringed at the end of that sentence. He secretly hoped she wouldn’t use the condoms at all unless she felt it was a safety issue. Edward pointed to the shopping tablet. “Of course the company will replace and provide anything for this drawer and you hold the only 2 keys, you may want to be sure the spare is in a safe place that you will remember.”

So there she had it. She could still tell he was hesitant but he was turning all control over to her.

 

[wickedpen]

Ellen was a little surprised by Ed and how very far he had come in his own self knowledge. He never would have imagined admitting to wanting to be kept at arms length with his cum in his pants. He has evolved she thought as she looked at the drawer of obscene items.

"OK Ed" she began not quite convinced of this gilded cage with an open door for her fly in and out with anyone she wants, just make sure Ed cums. Not even having to touch him and to be honest she thought he liked it more the less they touched.

"So what do you get out of this?" she asked knowing some of Ed's kink but this took it to a new level and perhaps there was more. "Is this just a place to fight with your guilt and relieve what must be a lot of sexual tension if your wife is grudgingly accepting you?" she said as she reached in and pulled the riding crop out as the least dirty yet...

 

[LP1957]

Ellen surveyed the drawer and its vast array of sexual items. "OK Ed." She remained silent for a bit as she took inventory of each and every item.

Breaking her silence after the seemingly endless quiet she asked: "So what do you get out of this?"
Edward looked at her with a mixture of lust, apprehension, arousal, fear, and what she deemed a slight touch of love.

Could he still have that feeling for her after all this time and all that occurred? "Is this just a place to fight with your guilt and relieve what must be a lot of sexual tension if your wife is grudgingly accepting you?"

He finally looked up at her and confessed to her, "What Karen and I have is different." For the first time he had mentioned her name to Ellen. "She is my wife, and I love her but...." This time Edward paused in a moment of thought. "She cant give me what I want. What I desire. What I need. What only you can fulfill Ellen."

She realized at that moment that she had never been out of his mind. Residing there and growing, until she consumed him. A consumption that would have grown unbridled in his mind if she hadn't come back into his life.

"I get your attention Ellen. I get what only you can share with me." As she heard his confession she pulled the riding crop out of the well organized drawer. Seeing it, Edward undid his soiled pants and let them, and his boxers, drop to the floor.

 

[wickedpen]

"That is the sweetest thing I have heard in quite some time Ed." she said as she stood and began rubbing the crop through her closed fist around it. She flexed it as though testing it. She saw Ed strip his pants and boxers.

"Everything. Strip." she commanded. "Since we are being honest and bare." she said as she stripped her thong off and her musk filled the room as she was as turned on as he. Although small his cock remained hard, seemingly endlessly.

Stepping in front of him and bringing the tapered end of the crop to Ed's chin she forced his face to rise from the floor. She patted her chest "here boy! This is what you are looking for." as she lifted a breast and rolled her stiff nipple between her fingers. Ed's eyes followed her direction.

"Ed. This is all too kind." she said sounding genuinely appreciative. "And I am glad you and Karen have a good thing. I mean just needing your ex-wife to bring you to orgasm, even if it is in your pants, is nothing compared to a stable marriage.

Ed looked down on her as she spoke, now rubbing the riding crop along his outer thigh.

"Have you been bad Ed?" she asks with a tilted head and a tap on his hip. "Do you want me to punish you for wanting me, but not really being able to have me?" she said trying to convince herself she was not going to let this pathetic creature fuck her even just once to feel better about himself.

She turned and walked back to the drawer and dropped the crop and picked up a small vibe. She looked at Ed and asked "lube?"

 

[LP1957]

"That is the sweetest thing I have heard in quite some time Ed." She sounded sincere and truly appreciative of his confession to her. Her small hand moving up and down the riding crop as if she were jacking it off. Then bending it, checking its flexibility just as she was now checking Edwards.

"Everything. Strip." She commanded and he quickly and readily obeyed. As he did so, she removed her panties as well and, her sweet musky fragrance perfumed the room. He found it unexpected that he was once again to his full hardness. Not since their previous times together 10 years ago was he able to get it back up in so short a timeframe.

She guided his eyes upward with the crop, "Here boy! This is what you are looking for." She paused as his eyes were at the level of the breasts he had fallen in love with so many years ago. The tits that filled his dreams and jerkoff sessions almost daily. She pinched and rolled her taut little nipple and Edward groaned out audibly.

"Ed. This is all too kind." she stated as his eyes remained transfixed on her fingertips and their task at hand. "And I am glad you and Karen have a good thing. I mean just needing your ex-wife to bring you to orgasm, even if it is in your pants, is nothing compared to a stable marriage." He could feel his penis again leaking out a dabble of precum as she spoke to him of Karen. He shivered as the riding crop moved up and down his thighs, stopping just short of his now aching balls.

"Have you been bad Ed?" She questioned him. Yes of course he had he thought to himself. He was being bad now, a married man naked with another woman, regardless that she was and always had been the one true love of his life. Craving the forbidden fruit of his no longer estranged wife. He looked as he would almost cry if he were not so overly excited to be standing naked and at her whim.

"Do you want me to punish you for wanting me, but not really being able to have me?" She could read him like a parent reading their toddler a bedtime story. "Pleeasssseee"" was all he could muster.
Edward was shivering now as he expected her to wield the crop against his flesh at any given moment now.

Instead she turned and walked back to the drawer only to drop the crop back inside and pick up a small vibrator. She looked at Ed and asked "Lube?" He looked back as she posed the question, with a look of question and of worry. It was clear, there were 3 bottle of lube in the drawer. Each clearly showing its label. One water based, one oil based and one anal. So she couldn't be asking if there were any.

Did she mean to use the toy on him? This had never been done in their past life. Never even been broached. He had tried to get inside her perfect butt, but was never allowed more than a finger in there. Was she going to fuck him, when all he dreamed of was being inside of her, or being at her every beckoned desire?