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Part 8
After their adventure on the beach and shower, Stephen and Tami relaxed for a while. Her mind swirled with all that had happened. The beach and the man that watched her kept coming back to her. Her kind would clear and think about Jon or home or something, and then she would see those eyes looking at her. Always it came back to her being watched. It came back to her thinking about how it made her feel before she would try to shut the thought out again.
A couple of hours passed and Stephen had been quiet for the most part. Some idle talk but he read mostly. Then, without warning he stood up and offered his hand to Tami.
“I think that’s enough rest. Time for afternoon delight,” he said with a wide grin.
Tami groaned inwardly. It was an awful phrase and she hadn’t really prepared for him. I’m any case, she took his hand and they walked to the main bedroom. Hopefully, she thought, we can finish pretty quick and then get ready for dinner later.
Two hours later, Tami was tired but impossibly horny. They had been having sex for just about that entire time and she had stayed in a constant state of arousal. That’s not to say Stephen was constantly fucking her during that whole time, which was unrealistic. Stephen had simply decided not to let either of them cum at all. He would let her do oral on him, he would go down on her or enter her and get her close to an orgasm, but when either he or Tami got close he would ease off.
The practical effect was more than two hours of edging. It was hard to believe he could do it, but he was. She hadn’t seen him down another large dose of Viagra right before they had started although she suspected. He would sniff constantly and sounded nasally. So keeping a mostly hard erection during this time was possible. Tami would be wet off and on depending on what Stephen was doing to her. They had some lube ready but hadn’t needed it. The ebb and flow of the edging was something she wasn’t used to, though, and she tried to manage the way her body was responding as best she could.
Stephen had used this time to also experiment. They got into a sixty-nine position at one point, which was one of Tami’s favorite with Jon and during college and not too adventurous, but, strangely, not one Stephen had done a lot. She didn’t mind that too much, but it did bother her when Stephen would ask about a position she had never tried. She answered honestly, much to her regret as he would then make her try that position, and upon entering her would shout, “First!” It was a constant competition for him to do something she hadn’t done with Jon yet and it frustrated her. At the same time, the newness of the different positions and the mere thought to experiment like that was something that she appreciated.
They finally had an intense session where Stephen had brought her close to an orgasm twice, right to the edge, and she was sure it would happen but he stopped once more. It was killing her inside and her mind was working against her. She had felt herself wanting to beg him for a release. She needed one. She was dying for it and she was going to tell him she’d do anything for it, but she managed to stop herself each time. If she did that, if she begged to Stephen, she felt she would pass a point from which she could not return. But her will power was almost gone.
Right at the edge again and Stephen stopped. Tami growled in frustration.
“Are you kidding? Jesus just do it already Stephen. This is getting ridiculous.”
“All in due time Tami. In fact, hold on for a minute.”
Stephen went for a quick trip to the bathroom and told her to be ready when he got back. Tami quickly picked up her phone and sent a quick and desperate message to Ellen asking to make sure she taking care of Jon this afternoon. She didn’t want to be on her back for hours while Jon and Ellen watched tv or played checkers.
Stephen returned with something in his hands. He turned her around and told her to close her eyes. That’s when he applied the blindfold. She wasn’t expecting it but she got instantly aroused and wet.
She felt him push her to her knees and was fed his cock. But he instructed her to go slowly and not finish him. She did that for a while until her jaw got sore. Then he pulled her up and she was bent over the bed and fucked slow and easy again. It was no different than an hour ago physically, but the blindfold was heightening and changing her senses. Stephen kept up a running commentary about how much he was enjoying this. How wet she was, how tight she was, how he loved looking at her back while he fucked her. His intent was to reinforce the feeling she was having with words she would remember. He wanted her to hear him praising her loudly and constantly.
That’s when a thought popped into her head, a thought that she immediately tried to kill but couldn’t. He was kneeling behind her now, licking her pussy when she thought, God that feels amazing, I should really do this with Jon sometime, She was horrified that she had even created the thought, but there it was. There were some things Stephen had shown her that she actually liked and had never done before. Worse, that she wanted to do again.
She drew the line at doing them with Stephen again though. There was no way she would ever see him again no matter what. But for now she endured, and she forced the thought into her head that this was just sex, and while she experienced new sexual things that she wanted, she would just make sure she would share them with Jon and only Jon for the rest of her life.
Stephen once more entered her as she was bent over the bed, her elbows supporting her as she was rocked back and forth, still unable to see anything. She found herself pushing back onto his cock to try and get the orgasm that was locked in to release. That’s when his cell phone rang. To her shock he answered it without leaving her.
“Hello dear! How are you doing?”
It must be his wife. Oh god, what was he doing.
“Just got back from the beach, was doing some jogging, sorry if I sound out of breath. What’s going on?”
He continued his pace even as he continued talking. Tami’s body was so confused. It felt like it should have shut down, but instead she felt wetter and more intensely horny than before. This man’s wife was on the phone and he was actually talking to her while he fucked her. Why did she find that so hot? Damn it, she was so furious with herself.
“No, was planning on being back around 6, why?” Silence except for slight wet sounds of her now dripping pussy. “Are you sure that can’t wait until Monday? No, I can have the plane ready for sure, it’s just….ok, no I get it I just…….” Long silence. he slowed a little. “OK, sure, I’ll takeoff around 11 o’clock we should get me back there in time. It’s no problem, was just good to get away for the time that I had. Still very sorry that you couldn’t make it but maybe we can come out here in a couple of weeks or so. OK see you tomorrow, love you too. Bye.”
There was a silence as he must’ve hung up, right before he yelled “Fuck!“
“What happened?” she asked.
“I have to get back early to go with my wife to some stupid business function tomorrow afternoon. Apparently I cannot get out of it.”
“Sorry to hear that.”
“I’m sure you are.” He continued to pump in and out of her as they talked. “Now, I don’t want you to think that this ends our arrangement. I told Jon that I would be returning you by 6 PM on Sunday. I intend on doing that.”
“How? If you have to do this function what am I supposed to do, just sit around and wait? Oh…fuck..fuck…” She was almost having a normal conversation and ignoring he was fucking her until his cock hit a certain spot and made her exclaim.
Stephen smiled and kept going. “Sort of. I’ve got you up till 6 PM and I intend to do that. We will be meeting at the Hotel Beacon to go over some things with a client from out of town. I’ll be getting a room that you can wait in. And then, at 5:30 you can get into a car and be home by six.”
“And your wife won’t mind you just popping up to a hotel room to fuck some chick and then come back down and do your business thing?”
“Well, I wasn’t exactly going to tell her that’s what I was going to do. But I will definitely be able to come up at least two or three times until I have to let you go.”
The glimmer of hope that had sprung up just as quickly faded. She would’ve hoped to have been home by early afternoon and get this nightmare over with. Sadly, that was not to be.
“OK,” he said. “Your turn.”
“What do you mean my turn?” She asked.
“I talked to my wife. So you get to talk to your husband while I fuck you. Fair is fair.”
“Are you crazy? What point is there for that? Fuck! Damn it, stop that!” When she had asked about the point, he quickened his pace to jackhammer her for a few seconds to remind her of her place. He laughed and went back to a slower rhythm.
“I’m just saying it’s fair.”
“Well, I absolutely am not doing that. That’s kind of going over a line I think.”
“Well you’re gonna have to explain that to him considering I just dialed his cell number and I’m putting him on speaker.”
For a split second she thought he was kidding until she heard the scratchy tone of a dial tone coming through the speaker of his phone.
“You fucking bastard….” she began to say when John answered the phone.
“Hello?”
There is a brief pause as Tammy was caught speechless, trying to figure out what to say with a cock in her.
“Hello? Stephen? Is that you?”
Stephen slapped her ass gently so as not to be heard over the phone. He placed the phone on the bed in front of her but with the blindfold she could only hear where it was generally coming from.
“Hi honey, it’s not Stephen it’s me.” There was a pause from Jon before he spoke.
“Are you OK? Why are you calling me from Steven‘s phone? What’s going on?”
She thought fast. “Nothing’s wrong honey. My phone died and I just wanted to make sure you were doing OK.”
“I’m doing fine,” he replied. There is a hard edge to his tone which Tami could not blame him for. He also sounded strange, as if he were slightly choking up. The worst thing that could happen was for him to burst into tears and have his boss hear him.
“Is Ellen there? I asked her to stop by to say hello and pick up some things of hers that I had.” She didn’t want Stephen to know what she had done.
As Jon was about to answer Tammy felt a harder bang against her ass as Stephen pushed into her deeper and harder, such that the sound of him slapping against her was slightly louder. He was really trying to push it to the edge. She put her knuckle into her mouth to keep a moan suppressed.
“Yeah, she stopped by,” Jon replied. “I gave her what you wanted me to and she seemed OK with it.” Tami was speechless for another second as you understood what he was saying. They had gone through with it.
“What are you doing? It sounds like there’s a clock or something behind you ticking really loudly.” The ticking with Stephens’s groin slapping against her already red behind. She could only imagine the grin he must have on his face hearing this.
“Yeah it’s an old grandfather clock that he has here in the living room.”
They had done it. She asked them to, but actually knowing, confirming, that they had, was a hard knock. She had no place to feel the way she did, but she felt it. Not jealousy, not anger, just…something intense.
“Oh, OK. I really didn’t expect to hear from you and frankly I wasn’t sure I wanted to.” That cut her deep and hurt. She let it go as she knew that she was hurting him, especially as Stephen continued to pummel her. There was also still something hard with his voice. A couple of times he sounded like he was straining to say something. She was torn up about how emotional he must be right now.
“I understand honey and I’ll let you go.”
“Are you still planning on being home by six tomorrow?” he asked.
“Yes,” she replied. “I will absolutely be home by then. Please make sure you have a lot of wine ready.” She felt Stephen pick up his pace and was unsure of what he was thinking. He had said he was saving himself, but if he continued… She turned her head to him though unable to see him and shook her head vigorously and mouthed, please don’t do this. He did not slow down. In fact, she felt his hands leave her hips. A second later one finger found her clit and the other her asshole. He had lubed his finger with her juices and had easily and quickly inserted a finger into her. She was jolted, and she almost lost concentration. She could feel her orgasm rising fast and getting very close.
“Listen honey I’m gonna get going and let you go. Please just take care of yourself and I will see you tomorrow as soon as I can.” Her voice was tremulous and she spoke too fast and she had to gain control.
“Are you sure you’re OK because you sound funny?” Jon asked.
“No, I am, I am fine.” She was squeezing in her muscles as much as she could to not let herself go but it was almost impossible. In fact, it had the opposite effect as she inadvertently made herself tighter by flexing her kegels.
“I will call you when I get on the plane tomorrow if you want, just please take care and say hello to Ellen for me and please thank her again please. And please just remember how much I…”
And that’s when it happened. Just as she was about to say ‘I love you’ and ‘goodbye’ Stephen came in her deep and strong. The tightness of her walls ensured that she could feel each time another spurt entered her. It was only a second or two before she could respond but it was enough. She figured Jon had to know what had happened.
“Tami, are you OK?”
She regained her composure as quickly as she could and said, “I’m sorry I thought I heard him coming out,” not aware of the pun that she just made. “I really will let you go now. Please just know that I love you very much and will see you soon. Goodbye.”
There was silence from the other end for a second before he finally responded.
“I love you too, I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight.” And he hung up.
She thought it to be over when all of a sudden Steven began to hammer her hard and massaged her clit more vigorously. The pill had kept him hard enough for her to still feel him.
“Oh fuck…fuck….god damn it…fuuuuckkk…” there was no stopping it now and more than two hours of denial was going to make this one explode across her body. Within a minute or two her orgasm hit her hard, a tightness that suddenly uncoiled within her and released all of her frustration and emotion. She cried out with an incredibly loud moan, a moan she repeated over and over. As she felt it roll through her body she suddenly felt a great wetness between her legs, even more so than when she would be highly aroused.
She was confused until Stephen laughed and shouted, “Oh my God, I just made you squirt I think! Holy shit that was awesome! I just made you squirt. Have you ever squirted before?”
Tami was shaking before she responded and realized what he was asking. She had lost so much control during her orgasm. She had done it before, three times with Jon and twice in college. Tami knew it was possible for her, but it was a strongly intimate thing. She was simultaneously aroused and humiliated at the same time. He smacked her ass one more time and withdrew from her.
Perhaps that was part of his plan to make her want him to never leave. If that was the case, he most likely brought her far down the road. Her first thought when he withdrew was to ask him to put it back in. She wanted to scream how fucking fantastic her orgasm had felt. She even had a brief thought of praising Stephen.
She cut her thoughts off immediately though and avoided further debating herself. She was sure that would also happen more later, but at least she wouldn’t do it anymore than she had to. She stood up slowly and took off the mask. Her body was a mess and she looked between her legs at the wetness. The inside of her thighs glistened and the small amount of hair in her pubic area was matted and wet.
Stephen stood behind her smiling and looking to the sky.
“Never in all my years have I made a woman squirt. I’m going to remember this forever, Tami. Thank you so much for giving me that gift.” He shook his head in disbelief and returned to the bathroom.
She heard the shower come on and him enter. She refused to join him. She thought that she would cry at this moment but strangely, she didn’t feel tears. It was a mixture of emotions dominated by pure sexual arousal and confusion. So far, despite the incredibly strong orgasms he had managed to give her, she felt that there were many that John had given her that were even better, so at least he was still on top there.
The squirting was unexpected and she was worried how she would handle that. It was not something she had control over and was ashamed that Stephen had coaxed it out of her, fucking her while talking to her husband no less. She knew she would have to give that to John in order to be fully re-claimed but she didn’t know how exactly to do it.
Tami fell backwards onto the bed and looked at the ceiling while she heard the shower continue to run. She stared for several minutes letting her mind wander before silently and slowly her hand reached down and her fingers begin to touch her still engorged clit. She had already cum so hard so many times, but still…. She fought with herself, but she had to feel it. Had to control it. She rubbed herself slowly and closed her eyes as her body once more began to get excited and wind up for a release.
Continues in Part 9
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