One by one his fingers slid between my lips so I could suck them clean of my juices. His ring clinked against my teeth and I swirled my tongue around the metal, reveling in the taboo nature of what we were doing. Those same fingers found anchor in my hair as I took him in my mouth to return the favor. It had been too long between visits.
For 2 years he’s been stealing time to see me. Mornings, nights, even the day after Thanksgiving once. Taking videos and pictures of our debauchery so he could watch them later and fantasize about the next time. I knew he was hooked on the pleasure I gave him, the fulfillment of desires he had kept buried far too long.
Sending me to work leaking his seed, letting me leave lipstick kisses all over his chest and thighs, even purchasing toys to use with me. Then going home to his wife to pretend he was perfectly happy with their sexless marriage and that the taste of me wasn’t still lingering on his lips.