Chapter 8 – A Night Alone
Greg had to work Thursday. The day that Mark left. But he told Ashley to come over whenever she wanted. He told her to pack a bag. They would stay at night at Greg’s house then he was taking her on a surprise trip. Ashely was buzzing with excitement. She couldn’t believe that this all happened last minute.
Ever since Greg had originally sent her those blowjob videos Ashely had started watching porn. She would just put it on as she did chores. Or while she was working out. She preferred to watch amateur. Real couples, or at least real enough. Not as much the very produced stuff with fake stories. She mostly watched to learn different positions.
So as she packed her bag for the weekend all she could think about where the different ways she wanted Greg to fuck her. Now that the seal had been broken. She had felt his dick inside her. She wanted more. Wanted it all the time. Hopefully she could get her fill this weekend. She wanted to be Greg’s little personal pornstar.
She packed and it was still early afternoon. She knew Greg wouldn’t be done with work, but he said to come over whenever. So she grabbed her things, locked up her house and headed next door. Carrying a large duffel bag. She let herself in the back door. Closing it softly behind her. She could hear a soft murmur coming from Greg’s office. It sounded like he was on a Zoom call. She smiled to her self. A naughty idea popping into her head.
She strips down in Greg’s kitchen. Hanging her sundress off the back of one of his kitchen stools. Leaving her bra and thong on the kitchen counter. She turns the handle and quietly opens the door to Greg’s office. She peeks her head in. Greg is facing her. His face illuminated by his laptop. He has head phones on. He looks up. Smiles when he sees her. Then glares at her as she steps naked into the room. He is trying to put attention to his call as he watches the young naked woman enter the room and close the door behind her.
Ashley sits on the couch across from him. She gently starts to play with herself. She is practiced these days. Knows how to be lazy about. How to push herself. Now she just watches her lover as he squirms. Trying not be distracted from his work by her. He has to make a comment in the meeting and his voice breaks a little as he first talks. Ashely has to cover her mouth to keep from giggling.
As she watches him she takes the time to examine him. It had been awhile since she had the chance to just look at him. Take in everything about him. The soft grey hairs that speckle through his brown. The little bit of stubble growing evenly across his face. She wonders if he had a beard when he was younger.
He catches her staring at him. He narrows his eye. Staring at her fingers they are still slowly moving around her pussy. Gentle easy movements. She is in no rush. Ashley raises an eyebrow at him. Widening her eyes and obviously staring down at his crotch. Greg shakes his head smiling. It’s not a now. But an admission. He reaches down and slowly. Gently. Not to be a distraction on his computer screen. Pulls down his sweat pants. He pulls his now mostly hard cock out of the hole in his boxer shorts.
He starts to stroke it. Massaging his foreskin over the head of his cock. He is glancing back and forth to Ashely and his zoom call. Now more and more obviously distracted. He is fully hard in a few seconds. Ashely stares at him. At his cock as she starts to touch her self a tad more vigorously. Her fingers working faster. She can feel the first twinges of an orgasm building. But she is in no rush.
This goes on for a few more minutes. Ashely getting lost a little in the moment forgets Greg is still otherwise occupied. It’s a little jarring when he speaks suddenly. “I don’t have anything else… all right.. talk to you all next week.” She snaps her eyes up to his face as he snaps his laptop closed.
“Come here.”
He says smiling but his tone is serious. She smirks and slowly makes her way to him. Swinging her hips as she walks around the desk. She reaches out a hand to touch him as he stands to meet her.
He moves suddenly and Ashely lets out a mix of a giggle and yelp as he grabs her wrist and pulls her to him. Spinning her around. He slides one hand up and puts it gently around her throat. Holding her against him.
“You are such a little tease…” he growls into her ear. Ashely feels goosebumps run down her back and arms. She feels her breath go shallow. Her heart rate increase. His other hand slides up the side of her torso. He roughly gropes her breast. Pulling on her nipple. Then does the same with her other tit. She lets out an involuntary moan. She reaches a hand back. Blindly searching for his cock. He didn’t bother to take off his boxers but his bare hot penis is still standing at attentions pressing into her. She grasps it. Rubbing her palm against it.
She is completely under his power and she loves it. He keeps groping her chest before his hand slides down her belly. Never leaving contact with her skin until she feels his fingers find her wetness. He spreads her open. Ashely arches her back. Her head still held firmly against Greg’s chest by his hand around their neck.
“You’re so wet… does it turn you on? To tease me? You know I’m not going to let you get away with it right?” His voice is low. Serious but with a tinge of fun. Ashely loves it.
“I’m just so horny all the time… it’s really your fault…”
He laughs. A deep chuckle. He moves suddenly again. He pushes her forward. Bending her over the desk. Ashely feels her breasts press against the cool wood of the oak table top. With a powerful thrust he is inside her. He holds himself deep in Ashely’s pussy. He pulls slowly completely out and thrusts hard into her again. She gasps. It’s powerful. Rough in a perfect way. The thrust is hard enough to knock a few things off his neat mostly bare workspace.
“Is this what you wanted?”
He thrust again. His fingers weaving into her hair. He holds her firmly down with one hand. The other is rubbing the globes of her ass. He gives her a slap. The sharp pain is surprisingly welcome to Ashely.
He holds her hair tight. Pulling her head up as his other hand slides over her ass to hold her lower back. It forces her to arch her back. He continues his slow, forceful, hammering thrusts.
He pulls her up standing her up with his cock still inside her. His hand slips out of her hair and both of his hands grope her breasts as he leans back and starts to thrust faster. He pulls her body back onto him. Thrusting up into her tight wet pussy. Ashely feels her ass jiggle as he picks up speed. He fucks her hard and fast for a minute or so before pushing her back down onto the desk. His cock slipping out of her. Greg grunts and Ashley feels the splash of his cum covering her ass and back. He gives her ass a slap as he finishes.
“Go clean up and let me finish my work.” He says cheerfully. Teasing her a little bit. Obviously happy that she came into distract him. “Oh and I left a present for you in my closet.”
Ashley smirked at Greg as she left the office. Closing the door behind her. She felt his cum dripping off her as she made her way through the house to his bed room. She beelined for his master bathroom. The large walk in shower calling her name. She turned on the water and stepped into the steam.
After cleaning and dying off. Still naked she snooped a little around Greg’s room. Walking around and just looking at his things. They had spent hours talking and getting to know each other before their relationship turned sexual and the things she found didn’t surprise her. She did find a drawer filled with different sex toys. She picked them up one by one. Turning on a couple of the ones that vibrate. She made a mental note to ask Greg if they could play with them.
As she moved toward the closet she stopped. Noticing a picture on the wall of Greg and a woman. He was younger. It was his wedding day. His wife was beautiful. Smiling. Ashely felt a pang of saddened for Greg. He had talked to her some about his late wife. But not a lot. Ashely shook her head. In a little bit of a weird mood as she stepped into his walk in closet. Hanging on the back wall was an outfit. A black and white maid uniform.
Ashley put it on and admired her self in the mirror. It was a short skirt. Very short. With two layers of thing fabric. Black on top of white that poofed out like a tutu. It swept up with a front of white lace to barely cover her breasts. Just pushing them up into a tight exposed clevage. Two straps over her shoulders and a little black and white tiara hat. White stockings.
She looked sexy. Sexy and fun and a little silly in a way that Ashely liked. “You look good.” Says Greg’s voice from the door. Ashely looks in the mirror at him. Smiling. Every time she sees him she gets a jolt of excitement.
She turns and walks slowly to him. He smiles at her. The young sexy woman in his bed room. As she approaches and kisses him gently he coos. Sliding his hand down to her ass. “How did I get so lucky that my coffee buddy turned into a sexy little thing that is so horny she can’t get enough.” Ashely just shrugs. Kissing him again.
“I found your little drawer of toys. Can you teach me to play with them.” He laughs a little. Not minding that she snooped a little. He has nothing to hide from her. “Maybe after our trip…” he says thinking “yeah, I think they will more useful after this weekend….” He says a little cryptically. “Besides.” He breaks their embrace and walks over the bed side table. Pulling out the drawer and taking out his camera. “We need to take some pictures of you in this.”
They proceeded to walk around the house Ashely pretending to do various chores. Greg happily snapping pictures of her. Bending low to get shots up her skirt. Her bare ass and pussy slipping into view as she bent over.
When they were done they made dinner together. Teasing and flirting. It felt comfortable. Easy. Fun. It wasn’t long before they were back in the bed room. Ashely was brimming with arousal. The whole evening was a like a long prolonged bout of foreplay. Greg kept grabbing her. Groping her. Feeling her body. All night. Kissing her. Touching her. She was on fire. A woman possessed to try some of the positions she saw while watching porn. She told Greg as much at dinner.
So when the slipped into bed… Naked together. Greg whispered into her ear. “This is your turn. I’ll follow you.”
She slides down his body. Starting with a little blowjob. Getting him nice and hard with her mouth. Her practiced movements knowing how to turn him on, but not make him cum. She crawls up his body. Straddling him. Wanting to ride him. She angles her hips and reaches back to align his cock. Sitting down on it. Feeling it slide easily into her already sopping wetness. She sits all the way back. Feeling him fill her. It feels so good. Every time he enters her.
She mimics the movements she watched other women do. Rocking her hips back and forth. She feels how she can rotate her hips and force his cock in and out of her. She starts tentatively. Feeling it out before getting the hang of it. She is sitting up looking down at Greg. A hand on his chest.
Greg sat up a little. Taking her nipple into his mouth. Teasing it. Licking it. Sucking on it. Smiling up at her and moaning. He pulled her closed. Changing the angle. He held her hips and thrust a couple times up into her. Holding her body close against his. Kissing her neck.
“Turn around.” He growls happily. His cock fully erect and hard. She obeys. Turning her body and letting his cock slide out of her. He angles his cock and pushes himself back inside of her. She sits back. Fucking him again like she had seen in the porns. He spread his legs. Hers underneath him a little. “God…Your ass looks so good Ashely.” He moaned. “I love how you fuck me. You make me so hard. Feel so good.” He reaches forward and gropes her ass with one hand. Spreading her cheeks wide before letting go. Her ass jiggling from his attention.
“If you keep going you’re going to make me cum…” he moans. Ashely loves him talking to her. She fucks him a little faster. Wanting to make him cum. Wanting to give him the pleasure of filling her up. Of cumming inside her. Just like her husband does. she keeps and even rhythm. Sliding up and down the length of his cock.
She hears him start to moan a little louder. Telling her it’s coming. He’s cumming. He gives her ass a slap as his cock pulses. Flooding her insides with cum. She doesn’t stop until he does. He sighs with contentment. The pleasure that Ashely gave him. She rolls off of him and makes for the bathroom.
She is surprised when he follows. Her husband always just passes out after sex, but Greg seems more alert than ever. He turns on the shower. Pulling her into the warm water.
They wash each other. Rubbing up and down each other’s bodies. The soapy skin sliding easily. Ashley is shocked when Greg gets hard again. “I can’t help it… i have a sexy girl In my shower…. How am I supposed to not get turned on.” He grabs her. Their skin still glistening and steam filling the bathroom. He takes her out of the stream of water. Picking her up and pressing her against the tile wall of the shower.
She wraps her legs around his waist and kisses him deeply as he enters her again. Thrusting up into her. A gentle methodic fucking. His hips working his cock in and out of her. His body rubbing against hers.
It’s passionate. Erotic. The steam and water making their skin slick. She cums. Gripping him tight. Her fingers digging into his back. He lets her down after her orgasm. His cock still hard. She is breathing hard. Her eyes closed.
“Want to take a break?” He asks laughing a little and kissing her forehead. She reaches forward. Holding his heavy cock in her hand. She opens her eyes and shakes her head. He laughs again and turns her around. Sliding back into her and fucking her from behind. Slowly at first pushing her against the wall again. Then as he picks up speed. Stepping back a little. Bending her over more. He pulls her back turning her around again. Pressing her against the glass wall of the shower. Ashely can see her reflection in the mirror through the steamy glass.
She sees Greg step behind her again. Her breasts pressed against the glass. She wipes away some condensation to watch better in the mirror as Greg resumes his thrusting. He sees it too. They make eye contact in the mirror. Her breasts bounce against the glass. Growing and shrinking with each thrust. Greg cums again with a grunt. Holding his cock deep inside of her. Pressing her against the glass with a hand between her shoulder blades.
They dry off flirting and giggling. Ashely feels so alive. So sexy. So happy. So satisfied. They crawl in to bed naked. Their limbs intertwining. Ashley fall asleep with her head resting on Greg’s chest. She can hear his heartbeat.
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