Extra Marital Affairs

Evening with S

S called on Wednesday to see if I could be free the next evening. He was working out of London for the day but although he’d told “everyone else” that he wouldn’t be travelling back until really late, he could actually meet me around 8 p.m. if I wished. I replied that although it was short notice, I would see what I could do and would let him know the next morning.

When I asked J that evening, he was instantly excited and said that, of course, he “wouldn’t mind at all !!!” So I called S the next morning on my way into work and he said he’d book the room at our usual hotel and would meet me there as he wasn’t sure exactly what time he’d get back into London.

I enjoyed an hour or so of shopping in Oxford Street before getting the Tube and Taxi to the hotel. I felt a little nervously “excited” about checking-in at reception myself but once I was in the room it was actually quite arousing to run myself a bath and just soak. I called J to check that he was ok with preparing a meal for the kids (always a worry!) but of course he was more interested in what I was doing and what I was “going to be doing”. I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was quite excited to hear I was soaking in the bath just waiting for S to arrive.

After I finished my call, I wrapped myself in a towel, turned on the television news and just lounged on the bed waiting. S had called from his car to say he was on his way . . . but it was close to 9 before he actually called again to say he was downstairs in the car park and to ask what room we were in. A few minutes later he tapped on the door and I welcomed him with a kiss on the cheek . . . and then casually draped my towel over the back of the chair as I walked, naked, back to the bed. I sat down on the edge of the bed whilst he stood just grinning at me. He then asked if I was hungry and suggested that we ordered a snack, and some wine, from room service whilst he had a shower. I teasingly played the “hurt mistress” by saying he was obviously more interested in food than in seeing me after keeping me waiting for so long. But as he hadn’t eaten much during the day and he wanted to unwind after a long drive, we agreed that he would phone downstairs and order something snacky and quick.

I put my top and skirt back on (to answer the door) and then sat on the toilet seat whilst he showered and talked about his day and his journey. We continued just chatting for quite a while, sitting on the edge of the bed, whilst we snacked, so it was already quite late before he took my plate from me and reached across to start unbuttoning my blouse. I told him that having to get dressed again had been a bit of a passion-killer so he was probably going to find it quite hard to get me “back in the mood”. He’d wrapped a towel around his waist when he’d come out of the shower, but as we began kissing and re-adjusting our position on the bed, it unwrapped and I could see he was certainly already quite aroused.

I was soon undressed again and laying back enjoying his caresses and as he kissed and sucked at my nipples, and I stroked him gently with my hand, I began to feel aroused again. He was soon sliding down my tummy and then lifted me further back on the bed so that he could kneel between my legs and continue to lick at my pussy. I knew I was getting wetter and then felt him sliding his fingers into me. S just does lovely pushing and poking with his fingers and when he is licking and sucking at me at the same time it can sometimes make me come really quickly.

Too quickly actually . . . and I had to push him away and roll over onto my side and curl my knees up into my chest. He knows when I’m like this that I need to just lie still for a while. So he cuddled up behind me stroking my arm and saying something like “I thought you’d lost your passion”.

Eventually I was able to turn back over into him . . . I could feel he was still hard so I started stroking him and kissing his chest. Once I’d recovered my energy I slid down the bed, rolling him more onto his back, so that I could slide my mouth over him. I do enjoy sucking up and down like this, not just the physical feel of it, but it makes me feel that it is because of me that my man has become aroused like this, and I enjoy that sensation as well. J enjoys me being quite aggressive and nibbling, and gently biting, as well as sucking, but S is too sensitive there and says it is painful if I suck too hard, or use my teeth. So I enjoy the difference, knowing that I can make him enjoy things as well.

S then pulled me up and away telling me he needed me to stop now and that he wanted more of me. He was sliding his hands down over me again and sucking down on my nipples. I was holding him and stroking him as he played with me and we moved ourselves more into the centre of the bed. Then he turned me over and slid down to start kissing and massaging my cheeks and then licking and sliding his fingers all around me again. I was shaking and groaning and then pulled one of the pillows down under my tummy as he got off the bed to go to find his jacket.

I could feel him kneeling back on the bed and then licking at me again, his tongue probing and swirling and pushing. It all feels so slow and gentle when he is kissing and touching me like this. He just lifts me up onto my knees and I just pull the pillow tighter into me, my legs sliding wider when I feel him against me. I know I get quite loud as we rock back and forth and I consciously bury my face into the top of the pillow so that I don’t have to lose my concentration and the straining and pushing. I could hear him coming and I wanted him to keep pushing so I turned my head away from the pillow so that I could gasp out “do me, do me” before he could pull away. Those final moments of thrusting and then the sensation of him popping out are just so exhausting that I have to turn my face back into the pillow to stifle my screams.

Afterwards we just lay together, not talking or saying anything, until he starts kissing my back and arm and we slowly recover ourselves and cuddle-up into each other again. We dozed for ages before my phone alarm went off. Sometimes it’s really difficult, and unsettling, to get up and stagger around to find where I’ve put my bag and turn it off. S continued to lie on the bed, but I sat down on the edge and sipped some water, rubbing his back after awhile and telling him we would have to be getting home.

By the time I eventually talked him into getting up and we got dressed and made our way down to the car park it was almost 1 a.m. J was waiting up for me on the sofa as he always does. As I took my coat off the disappointed look on his face reminded me that I’d promised him that I’d come home with nothing on but my coat . . . but his disappointment didn’t last long as I undressed and sat down on his lap to recount the events of my evening!!!


Best wishes - Edith
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posted by Edith @ 14:22