“I just wanted to get you here alone,” he said softly.
Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought…”
He silenced her by moving in and softly placing a tender kiss on her lips.
“I’m sorry,” he said wrapping his arms around her.
“You kissed me, didn’t you?” she smiled as she ran her hand softly down his chest.
“Last time I checked, kissing wasn’t an offense,” Shane said, taking her hand.
“No, it isn’t,” Sarah said, “But I’m married…” She wanted this, really, but she was afraid.
“And?” he questioned.
“And kissing another man isn’t supposed to feel this good,” she said as he moved in to kiss her again.
“Just go with it, Sarah,” he moaned through strained kisses.
“I’m serious Shane,” she said, scrambling to break away from his kisses.
“Okay!” he grinned, moving in to kiss her again.
She leaned her head back and looked at him. She leaned in and kissed him.
I was confused. Her comment about her love for me made it clear that she didn’t want to go any further. Yet now her kiss was demanding that she wanted more than anything to do just that. She put her arms back around him and their lips joined eagerly.
“I really like kissing you a lot,” Sarah smiled.
“Let me in,” he pleaded, his tongue softly trailing its way across her lower lip before parting hem softly, his tongue plunging between. Giving in to her desire, Sarah allowed Shane full access to her mouth. She gently moved her hands to his head, her fingers caressing his hair.
“Oh…” she moaned as his mouth traveled down the corner of her mouth to her neck, lingering just below her collar, nibbling on the skin there. Nudging her legs apart with his thighs, he settled himself comfortably between, both savoring the closeness.
“You know,” Sarah moaned as Shane stopped to stare into her eyes, “If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to have no choice but to let you take me right here.”
“This is something worth considering,” Shane said. Excitement threatened to overwhelm her as he ran his hands over her bare back, then up to work on the knot of fabric behind her neck.
He turned her so that she was facing away from him and slowly unzipped the back of her dress. It was so quiet that the small noise of the zipper being undone sounded to my ears like a runaway train.
She then stood before Shane as he used his thumbs to push the straps off her shoulder. She cooperated as he slowly gets the garment collapse to the ground, revealing her full glory.
The two strips of cloth were dragged away by the breeze currents, and with them went all barriers to intimacy. He slid his hands over her shoulder blades and under her arms. As he started stroking her breasts she squeezed the back of his neck, pulling his mouth against hers. Their tongues locked together as he kneaded her breasts.
I was frozen in time. This went on for a few minutes more and then she stopped grabbed his hand and went towards the sea almost as if I wasn’t there. She brought him in the water, lay down and pulled him toward her. Then she broke their kiss and said something to him. With that they flipped over and she got on top of him. He squatted on the sand, buoyed by the water as she wrapped her legs around his waist. In this position her head was above his and her breasts at the height of his shoulders.
He tweaked and pulled on her hardening nipples. Then, lifting her slightly with his knees, he brought her right breast to his mouth. He chewed gently on her nipple, then took as much of her breast as he could into his mouth. She tightened her legs around his waist, pulling herself against him. She stroked his hair as he ran his tongue around.
I had followed and stood there watching. It was obvious by her moans that she was intensely aroused. Shane started kissing her all over and she quickly started to remove her panties. The sounds coming from her lips were unbelievably erotic.
Sarah was still supporting herself by holding the back of his neck, and as he eased her skirt over her thighs she held him tight against her breast and sighed. Her face was flushed and she was breathing heavily.
As her arousal grew beyond control, she moaned loudly, then cried out, “Oh, yes! Yes!” Locking her face to his, she kissed him savagely,
Pulling hard on his shorts. He pulled away from her and leaned backwards. He slid his legs under hers; eased forwards and down, seeking entrance, then up, guiding himself in. Her eyes opened wide as she felt him enter her, but with no hesitation she hooked her legs around him and pulled him in.
Sarah looked at me with a weird kind of look as she began riding his hard cock. Their moans were so loud, so erotic. She was in heaven. I was ashamed but I couldn’t remember the last time I had pleasured her like that.
Shane was in a hurry and he was rough with her, intent on gaining his pleasure. With his long strokes he took her deeply. I could tell that he was experienced and skilful in the art of pleasing a woman, and he fucked her for a long time and brought her, finally, to the point where her orgasm began to build up.
Very soon she was rising to a climax. When she started to moan gently, climbing to a climax, she tightened around him. I knew they would not be able to keep from coming for long. She lifted her head and looked into his eyes; a look of intense pleasure, of affection, of longing as, hands behind his neck, she drew his face to her breasts.
Unable to hold back much longer Shane drove his hips against my wife, powerfully, holding her firmly by her shoulders and sucking on her breast. She was on her way to a magnificent orgasm when finally Shane mumbled something. He was rewarded with a cry of delight as she was propelled towards another high. Her face was contorted with passion and her body was wracked by a continued orgasm. Both were gasping noisily as he exploded within her and she shuddered around him, collapsed on each other, sharing that most intimate of experiences as they came together.
Sarah lifted his head from her breast, and they exchanged a sloppy, passionate, exhausted kiss as their pleasure descended to manageable levels as I stood there watching.
I was in my room for two hours when Sarah joined me. The moment she saw me, she began to cry. I hugged her, reassuringly. “It’s OK.”
“Is it? Will it be?”
“Yes. It is and will be. You wanted it.”
“You wanted me to do it.”
“You liked it.”
She tried to swallow her tears and smile.
“Some of it. ”
“Was he good?” I asked her.
“Yes, he was.”
“What did he do to you?”
“He fucked me again, on his bed.”
There had been no need for any further foreplay.
“Like he did before? ”
“Yes. No. Not really, it was face down.”
“It was better that way?”
“Yes…”
“It is deeper that way.”
She blushed because I knew the reason. “Yes”
“Did you come again, like the first time?”
She nodded.
“Was that all? You stayed there longer.”
“He told me to stay and, after a while, to suck his cock.”
“You complied.”
“Yes.”
“Did Shane come in your mouth?”
“Yes.”
“Did you like it?”
“Right then, yes.”
“Will anything like this ever happen again?”
“No, not in the same way.”
“But, in some other way?”
“Maybe.”