“This is perfect!” Stacy gushed to Joe as they walked along the stone path leading from the quiet Bed and Breakfast to their personal cottage. It had been ages since the couple had gotten time away for just the two of them. They were both looking forward to taking advantage of the quiet privacy afforded by the small dwelling. As soon as the door closed behind them, Joe dropped their bags to the floor and swept Stacy into a warm embrace and a deep loving kiss.
The kiss soon intensified as their mutual hunger for each other became apparent. They both decided that getting away from it all was the best idea they’d had in a long while.
Joe’s hands traveled down Stacy’s back, pressing her body even tighter into him. When he reached her soft, yet firm, ass his finger closed around the material of her skirt. He slowly began inching the material higher, bunching it into his fist until his fingertips felt her warm, smooth skin. Soon his hands were cupping both of her ass cheeks as she wrapped her arms around his neck and their tongues danced lightly along each other’s lips.
She could feel his hardening cock pressing against her stomach, and she knew she had to slow things down quickly if she was going to put her plan into action. Besides, it would be fun to send him out while he was still hard for her. Breaking the kiss, she pressed her hands against his chest and gently pushed him back.
The look on his face was priceless! A mixture of confusion and unrequited need.
She reached behind her back for his hands, and bringing them in front of her she looked up into his eyes. Batting her eyelashes in an exaggerated fashion she asked in her best innocent voice, “Honey, I’m sorry to cut this short, but I really would like a chance to unpack first. Do you think you could maybe walk up to the main house and see if the cookies they said were baking are out of the oven?”
“I’m going to need some sugar to keep up my energy later,” she added with a wink before turning and leading him by the hand to the door of the cottage.
Upon hearing Stacy’s plan to keep up her energy, Joe decided maybe he actually could wait a little longer to continue. He reasoned they had all weekend to relax and enjoy each other, and it would be important to start by making each other happy. With a small sigh and a smile he said, “Ok, I’ll go check. Is there anything else you think we’ll need while I’m up there?”
“Maybe ask if they can help you make reservations for lunch in an hour or two? Could come in handy this afternoon, after we’ve worked up an appetite.” She said with a sly smile.
As soon as the door closed behind Joe, Stacy was off to the bedroom, opening the suitcase and pulling out the button down shirt she had packed for Joe to wear to lunch or dinner. After spreading the shirt out on the bed she began undressing. First to go were her flat sandals. These were followed by the cute, knee length skirt, and the pullover blouse. The blouse showed off an ample amount of cleavage that she had flaunted to Joe at every opportunity on their drive to the inn. She knew being able to look, but not touch would drive him wild, which is exactly the stat she wanted him in when he returned.
Down to her lacy white bra and thong panties, she turned for a moment to admire her reflection in the mirror on the dresser. She had to admit she liked what she saw. Daily walks and relatively healthy eating habits had graced her with an hourglass figure and toned shapely legs. As she unhooked her bra, she noted how her teardrop shaped breasts and pert nipples pointed slightly upward. Her pink areola contrasted beautifully against her pale and freckled skin. The panties were the last item to be tossed aside revealing her freshly shaved sex. Joe had been hinting he would like to see how she looked shaved, and this seemed like a wonderful opportunity to experiment.
As she slid her arms into each sleeve, the front of the shirt brushed against her nipples. They were already hard just thinking about what’s to come, and the friction sent a shiver of pleasure through her body. After rolling up the sleeves to just above her elbows, she reached down to fasten a button then decided against it. She would only unbutton it again as soon as she was ready.
“One last touch”, she thought as she retrieved the bottle of wine and opener from their spare bag before walking back to the sitting area. Anyone lucky enough to observe her would see how the tail of the shirt barely covered her shapely ass, and that with each step a delicious expanse of thigh was revealed. She knew no one was there, but could not help give an involuntary shudder at the thought of someone seeing her like this.
Sitting on the couch, she opens the wine and sets it on a small table by the couch, preparing her second surprise for later. Before settling in, she closes the curtains above the couch. The late-afternoon sun hitting the curtains gives the room a soft golden glow. “Don’t want anyone to get a free show,” she thinks to herself. “At least not today,” she can’t help adding, to no one in particular.
Her last adjustment is to arrange the throw pillows on the couch to provide just the right support so she can recline facing the door. Stacy stretches one leg out, and bends the other in what she hopes is a seductive pose. While waiting for Joe to return, her mind wanders, anticipating the look of lust and passion that will cross his face when he opens the door and sees her waiting for him. She can’t resist a light caress of her sensitive breasts, slowly tracing each nipple with a fingertip, causing them to harden even more.
When Joe doesn’t return right away Stacy’s mind pulls forth a memory from when they were first dating. Back then she also wondered what was taking him so long to return to her. Then as now she wondered “What if he brings someone back with him, or someone knocks unexpectedly? What would I do?” The mere idea of accidental exposure sends a shiver through her entire body, raising goosebumps along her exposed skin.
She’s broken from her reverie by the sound of footsteps on the landing.
She turns her eyes to the door.
Suddenly, there are butterflies in her stomach. Just as before, she thinks “What if it’s not him at the door?”
Panicking briefly, her hands move to close the shirt.
The door opens, and Joe walks in.
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“Hey honey. I’m sorry it took so long. There was…”
Joe stops speaking mid-sentence. Rather, his mind freezes and his mouth ceases to form words. The cause of this brain misfire is the vision that greets him upon opening the door.
He first notices her bare legs, stretched out toward him, each slightly bent at the knee. His eyes roam up her legs, over her torso, and rise until he takes in her beautiful breasts topped with rock hard nipples, like ripe strawberries, framed by the sides of his favorite shirt. Glancing further, he sees her hair gleaming in the gauzy light from the covered window.
Peeking out from beneath a stray curl Joe can see her eyes are bright with excitement. Locking eyes with her, all thoughts but one flee from his mind. “I’m a lucky man.”
His mouth begins to work again, and he says the only words his frazzled mind is able to string together, “You’re wearing my shirt.”
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In her brief panic Stacy had lowered her head. As she senses his presence before her, she tilts her head upward and lifts her eyes, looking at Joe through hooded eyelids. Their eyes meet across the room, and suddenly the butterflies are back. This time from excitement and anticipation. She sees him staring as he stands in the doorway, one hand still on the handle, the beginning of a smile forming on his lips.She moves as if to get up.”Wait!” she hears Joe say in his deep voice. “Lie back. I want to see you. All of you.”
She straightens, and then leans back into the pillows. Her hands, which only moments before were ready to pull the shirt closed, instead moved slightly outward, pulling the shirt away from her chest.”If he wants to see all of me,” she thinks to herself, “let’s give him what he wants.”Stacy raises her arms, stretching them out over her head as she straightens her legs toward the object of her desire. Twisting slightly, she provides what must be from his perspective a spectacular view of her curves as she continues her feline-like stretch for his enjoyment. Her eyes never leave his keeping that heat and hunger alive.Slowly, he strides across the room, obviously enjoying the view. She watches as he finally breaks eye contact, seemingly giving himself permission to savor the erotic display she is putting on for his pleasure.Leaning over her, his hands grasp her wrists as he leans forward. She arches her back and raises her chin as he lowers his lips to hers. The kiss starts gently, but soon burns hot, as the desire that’s been simmering between them all day finally rages free of confinement.
Joe releases one of her wrists, and then Stacy feels his hand sliding down her arm. Moving along her shoulder to her neck, grazing her collarbone and then a bit lower to cup her breast in his hand. She can feel his thumb on her nipple now, stimulating it as his kisses move to her earlobe then to her neck.Trailing a line of kisses from neck to breast, he takes a nipple between his lips, alternating between sucking and gentle nibbling while his fingers continue to tease her other nipple, rolling it gently between thumb and forefinger.After a moment enjoying the taste and feel of her, Joe suddenly pulls his head back and looks up at Stacy, an amused look on his face. Apparently, he’s discovered her other surprise, the wine she applied to her nipples while caressing them prior to his arrival. When he smiles, she knows he’s remembering that day, years ago, when she waited for him just like this…Not wasting any more time, Joe turns his attention back to her breasts, savoring the sweet taste of wine mingled with the familiar feel of her areola as he licks and sucks the wine from each nipple.
Right when she doesn’t think she can take much more of the exquisite stimulation, she feels his lips kissing lower. At the same time his hands grasp the shirt at the collar, yanking it down to expose her shoulders and trapping her arms ever so slightly to your sides.Joe’s hands are on her thighs now. She looks down and sees him gazing up at her. While pulling down the shirt he also lowered himself to his knees. Even now his hands are gently pulling her legs apart. Holding her eyes with his, he lowers his mouth to taste his lover.Applying kisses and licks along her exquisite thighs he slowly works his way to her lower lips. After all these years, he knows just how to tease, and more importantly, just when to shift his attention to her clitoris.
As his tongue begins to work up to her clit, his hands reach up to play with her nipples. She squirms in pleasure as his tongue and fingers play her like a well tuned musical instrument. When his tongue reaches the round nub, she arches her back pressing herself against his tongue as he steadily increases the pace and pressure of his movements. The pressure and pleasure builds inside her until she hears herself saying, “just like that.
“Joe continues moving his tongue “just like that”, licking at the desired pace, his fingers flicking lightly across her nipples as her pleasure builds. Her moans grow louder and she grasps his hair in both fists, holding him against her as she rides his tongue to the release she has long craved. Crying out, she releases his hair, but he stays in place, prolonging the sensation until he senses she can take no more. Bringing his hands down to rest on her hips, he eases the pressure from his tongue as tiny aftershocks shudder through her.
As Stacy recovers from her orgasm, Joe slips out of his clothing. He can feel his member growing and hardening as he looks upon her gorgeous body and beautiful face, now relaxed and content with that sweet smirk he knows so well. He’s rock hard as he makes his way back to the couch. He’s leaning over her again when she reaches down with her hand to guide his cock into her waiting, and wet, pussy. Placing his hands on either side of her, he lowers himself, pushing into her as they both let out groans of pleasure.
Suspecting the couch will not be suitable for a long, comfortable love-making session, they seem to decide without words that this is going to be a fast and furious fuck. Joe immediately picks up the pace and she wraps your legs around his back, pulling him deeper with each thrust. His breathing speeds up when he feels the walls of her pussy clenching around his throbbing cock. Wanting to maximize his pleasure she leans forward, taking one of his nipples in her mouth. Sucking and licking, she drives him ever closer to the edge.Joe manages to get out the words, “Don’t stop…I’m…” as he reaches climax, filling her as he is overcome by waves of pleasure. Finally, they both collapse into the couch, their bodies slick with sweat, fitting together as though made for each other. They both know they can’t stay like this for too long. After all, they have lunch reservations, and he needs to find another shirt to wear.
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