She knew he’d had a long day.
It wasn’t the day he had been expecting when he woke that morning; she knew that, as well. Such is the nature of his role as an in-demand attorney – sometimes a brief falls into his lap that throws his entire day into turmoil.
It’s Thursday. They meet every Thursday afternoon. At the least. Sometimes… most times… they each need more. And those are the times that are frenzied. Unabashedly needy. Intensely passionate. Even now, as she waited, she couldn’t help but shiver thinking about the last time she’d texted him and simply told him she needed to cum…
He’d met her within an hour at an abandoned parking lot. A place they had scoped out previously for these specific purposes. She’d prepared, having removed her panties before leaving the office. They didn’t have much time; neither cared. He showed up hard; she was already wet with anticipation. He promptly climbed into his backseat upon arriving, and she followed him.
They were on each other the second she shut the door – kissing while he hiked up her skirt and she unbuttoned his pants. She felt him smile against her mouth when he discovered her bare pussy; a fresh trail of wetness trickled out as she reacted to him being pleased with her.
After the many times, and many ways, he’d already touched her, her whole body still reacted when his fingers began their stroking. The moment one broad digit slipped between her lips and circled her clit, she shuddered, and it wasn’t long before he had two fingers curled inside her.
She loved his cock. Wrapping her hand around his girth, she felt him twitch every time she moaned. Pulling her mouth from his, she shifted slightly and bent down to take him into her mouth, circling her tongue around the sensitive head – something she knew he enjoyed. He moaned appreciatively while wrapping her long hair around his hand – and this, too, made her even wetter.
It only took a handful of wet, deep swallows before she could taste precum leaking. Conscious of the time, she savored the taste of him briefly before righting herself. His mouth met hers the instant they were level, helping guide her leg over his lap while she positioned his cock at her entrance. His head was wide; another aspect she loved, and she wiggled her hips ever-so-slightly as she worked him inside her snug opening before completely sliding down his shaft.
Both moaned as she seated herself, relishing the feel of her pussy stretching to accommodate his thickness. She took a moment to open her eyes and look at him, a little smirk on her face as she wrapped her arms around his neck and clenched her pussy muscles. He gasped and his hands clutched her ass in response – she giggled, having gotten the exact reaction she wanted. He raised an eyebrow at her, lifting her off his lap just enough to slam his cock up into her. Fuck, she cried out. That’s right, he had said; take it – giving her ass a swift spank while he said it. And she did; riding him furiously, she braced her hands on the seat behind his head for leverage. She was soaked and knew she was coating his thighs – knowledge that spurred her on, drunk on the risky idea of her scent on his body.
She needed to cum; she knew it, and he knew it. By now he knew exactly how to tease her, and exactly how to get her off; he opted for the latter.
Reaching down between them, his thumb found her clit, hard and begging for attention, and began a tight, circular motion. Her pussy tightened on his cock in reaction and she dropped her head into the crook of his shoulder, spasms beginning to course through her body as her orgasm built. She heard him clench his jaw and knew he was fighting to hold back his own orgasm; he always refused to cum before she did.
He kept up the rhythm with his thumb while gripping a hip with his free hand to help maintain the pace she needed. Lost in the pure sounds of fucking – of her soaking pussy, their thighs slapping together, the slight rocking of his car, their staccato breathing peppered with mumbled words, she brought her mouth back to his and kissed him deeply. When he felt her entire body tense and begin to tremble, he ran his hand from her hip to the base of her neck and let himself go at the same time. His deeper moans mixed with her own and she clung to his shoulders as she rode out the orgasm that was rolling through her body from head to toe.
Slowly, she came down and he followed suit. Her body relaxing as their breathing returned to normal. She leaned back and they briefly looked at each other as the stars behind her eyelids faded. With a smile, she leaned in and kissed him gently. He caressed her lightly, grazing his fingertips up and down her back, and she giggled as he laughed lightly against her lips, goosebumps prickling her skin, still sensitive to the touch.
Little time was left, and they both new they needed to extract themselves; to get back to reality. She lifted herself off his lap and settled on the seat next to him, letting a small sigh escape her lips at the sudden vacancy she felt. They passed the package of wipes between them. The lint roller. The breath spray. The business of an affair packaged neatly in a nondescript bag.
And with one last peck, she was gone. Back to her car. Back to her world. Until the next time.
She shook herself from the reverie of that particular meeting, only a few days prior, and focused on her current goal. Giving herself another once-over in the mirror, she made sure the lingerie she had selected was in place and smiled. She was looking forward to thanking him for always being so attentive to her needs.
More to come…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11opqqq/a_reverie_nsfw_affair_mf_30s40s