Memories of Sweetness [MF, Fantasy, Infidelity]

“Can’t get close enough to you, love,” he murmurs. “You leave me wanting, even when I’m buried inside you. Alex mused as he nursed his cognac by the fire. He was remembering the woman he was going to see tomorrow. He was married now to Joy but Angelica’s beauty, brains, sexiness had lived on in his mind. He knew that he still craved the way Angelica had made him feel. It was an addiction that he had never forgotten. Her kisses on his chest. The feel of her mouth on his cock. The way it felt to be nestled deep with Angelica.

Joy interrupted his musing. “I am going to bed.” He looked at the mother of his children. A self-destructive period had resulted in his getting her pregnant and 20 years of a life together. And yet the memories of Angelica remained. Funny how you can learn to be content and happy with the life you have and yet earn for a night with someone from your past. Someone you hide from your family, your friends and even yourself at times. “I am going to finish my drink and then I will be up.” Was all he said.

Alex stared down into the cognac a while longer. Tomorrow he was going to see Angelica. She was on her way elsewhere, but he had reached out after a mutual friend had died and slowly, he had gotten her to be his friend again. He didn’t know why he had not just left it be after grieving. She had been herself. Warm, sad about Tony’s loss, reminiscent about the past. No anger or hate. He had told it was weird and abruptly ended the conversation. She had called him out as he had reached out. She verbally had shrugged at him and said she figured he just wanted to mourn together. She had always responded when he had texted….finally she suggested they be friends. Now she was passing through his town on the way down to see her bestie. He had planted the idea of seeing him so subtly. She didn’t know that he planned on making her late. He knew she was still gorgeous, and his cock jumped at the thought of the last picture he had seen. It was a black and white of her in a noire bedroom pose. He wanted her in that pose. He downed the drink.

Angelica arrived at the address Alex had given her. It was a little cabin. The kind they had escaped to several time during college. It was perfect, but why here? She thought. Alex came out and she moved forward with a warm smile. “Damn!,” she thought “He looks good.” She reacted to his presence like she had the first time she saw him, but now she could hide it. A warm smile and a cool hello. Alex couldn’t tell what she was feeling now. But he reached out and pulled her close. “I hired a chef so we could have a private meal.” “Oh, I would never have thought of that.” Alex led her into the VRBO. A beautiful place with a gothic décor.

The chef placed food on the table and left. There was only one chair and a cushion. He looked at her and she met his eyes with a half-smile. She responded beautifully as she had in college. As she kneeled on the cushion, he reached down and pulled her shirt off revealing her bra…it was a beautiful cutout affair that barely covered her taut nipples. “You still know what I like.” Angelica just smiled. As his hands cupped her breast gently. Alex bent down and nibbled her lips. “You knew little one.” Finally, she responded as she judged it was ok to speak by his pause. “I hoped.” Alex fed her slowly..stealing kisses between placing food in her mouth..licking her as he felt the need. Then he raised her up and removed the rest of her clothes.

He led her over to the coffee table. He pushed her face down and he attached the built-in straps to her legs. Her arms received the same treatment. She was immobile. Then he added a blind-fold so she could only feel. His cock was ready for this part, but he wanted to draw it out. He loved how easily she would submit to his direction. How easily she showed her trust in him by letting him lead. He loved the view of her sex open to him. He ran a finger over her wetness and into her cunt. Her cunt tried to grip his finger, but he pulled it back. He gave her a bit of a smack and watched as her wetness increased. He moved to her mouth and gave her a quick kiss before placing his cock against Angelica’s sweet lips. She wrapped around him, and it felt like heaven. As he plunged in and out forcing himself deeply into her throat, he listened to her moans. She still felt like heaven to him, and he knew what she liked. God, he needed to be nestled into her deeply. He pulled out when he felt her moans getting stronger and her body had started trying to rub her legs together. He went and filled her cunt with his cock. He murmured “You know the rules. I cum first and then you get to cum.” He rubbed her ass. It was so beautiful that he couldn’t resist leaving his handprint on it. Her shriek filled something primal in him.

He plunged in deeply and her soft moan let him know that she was still into him. He played with her ass hole as her juices coated him. “God Angelica,” he moaned. “You are still so perfect.” As he buried himself into her, Angelica cried, “Please Alex.” She whimpered as he plunged in until he hilted her. He couldn’t help his need. Seeing her at his control … knowing she needed this as much as he did…he touched her clit and made them cum together. In that moment, he felt one with her and yet he did not want this to end. As he slowly came down from the high, he released her.

He gathered her onto the couch and slept peacefully for the first time in ages. He woke to her hands gently touching his body. His cock was hard again. She had him lying flat and she was straddling him. He could just feel the wetness. He went to grasp her, but she had him tied down. Angelica chuckled and said my turn. She crawled onto his face. Burying him deep between her legs. Alex began to lick and nibble. She tasted like heaven. She bore down urging him to lick deeper into her. She was so lost in his mouth that she exploded and coated his mouth with her juices. He strived to keep her going. After what seemed like an eternity, she slid down and onto his cock. She rode him. “Don’t cum,” she ordered. He struggled because the sight of her breast bouncing above him as she moved had him craving to touch. He was aching. Angelica slowed, “See something you like?” He nodded. “What do you say?” She asked with a lilt in her voice. “I love you Mistress. May I suck your breast,” he responded. The words jarred him. He remembered how much he loved it when she explored her sex while he sucked and nibbled her. The memory almost undid him. She leaned forward and let her breast graze his mouth. As he sucked and licked her nipple…she used her hands to control his head. She would pull him off just when he wanted it the most. He was whimpering with the need to suck her. She reached over and unbuckled him.

As he sat up, she lowered onto his cock. They began to move in time. His mouth descended to hers and they came together. The joining had both of them shaking with the aftereffects. It was heaven and hell because damn if he didn’t want more. His eyes were dark with a need that he couldn’t explain. Slowly she lifted off. Got dressed and gave him one last kiss and walked out.

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