Return to the Estate - Part 5

 

The Lounge, is still set up as you remember it last time, with a number of sofas, couches, and chairs. She leads you to an L-shaped couch, and stands at the inside corner. You notice Mr. Emerald follows along and sits down on a recliner which is placed opposite from it, giving him a perfect view.

“As the winner, you do as I say.” She says it in a soft but commanding tone. It is strange to hear it coming from a woman that you are so much taller than even in her heels.

You both nod.

“Good, then undress me.” She says.

You and your lover both go for the buttons on the side of her dress. At first you both reach for the top button, but he quickly moves to the bottom one instead.

You slowly unbutton each one, meeting in the middle. When you unfasten the middle one, the wrap around dress falls open. She is completely naked underneath.

Her small breasts are so firm and her dark nipples are so hard. She allows the dress to slide off and land on the floor. She steps out of her heels, then sits and spreads her legs. Her nicely trimmed black strip accents her pussy so beautifully. She looks at both of you. “Mr. Ruby, get on your knees and work your way up. Ms. Ruby, Kiss me and work your way down.”

Without a word, you lean forward and kiss her lips. They are soft and warm. Softer than Mr. Ruby’s. You kiss her neck, then slowly work your way down her small chest. You feel a small hand delicately moving up, under your skirt. She softly rubs the fabric of your panties against your pussy.

“Mmmmm your panties are damp. Have you been waiting for this?” She asks in a seductive tone.

As you kiss the top of her right breast you hum “Mmm Hmm”.

You hear a soft kissing and licking sound below you. “And how hard are you, Mr. Ruby? Should I see or let you continue?” She asks in an almost purr.

You look down and watch your lover lick her pussy lips with the tip of his tongue. You adjust yourself to give her fingers better access to you as you lick around and suck her hard nipple. Her fingers rub you harder and you move your hips back and forth.

She stops and lifts your head. “Let me see you.” She says to both of you. “Strip.”

She leans back into the corner of the couch and watches as both of you get naked. She gasps a bit when she sees your hard pink nipples. “Such lovely breasts. And you have a very nice cock.” She says turning to your lover. “Which do I want first? Mmmmm”

You hear a voice behind you. “Honey, Why don’t you suck his prick, as she licks your pussy.”

Glancing back, you see Mr. Emerald’s pants are off, but his shirt is still on. His short but thick member is in his hand, as he slowly strokes it.

“An excellent suggestion my love.” She responds, getting on all fours on the couch. She motions for your lover to sit on the armrest and for you to get behind her.

“She definitely has a swimmer’s body”, you think, feeling her firm ass and thighs. You slowly lick up and down, tasting her. She is so wet, you don’t know if it is all her or also your lover’s saliva. You don’t care, as you reach around and rub her clit and thrust your tongue into her. She is moaning as her mouth is full. Your lover grabs handfuls of her long black hair as he thrusts into her open mouth. She is enjoying it. Soon she moans and you feel her cunt pulse against your mouth. Her taste is different but pleasant.

She pulls your lover from her mouth. “Get the condom on it. I want to ride you now.”

You noticed that on the small end table there is, just as last time, a bowl with condoms in it, like a candy dish. You grab one, open it and roll it on Mr. Ruby’s hard cock.

She then has him sit in the corner, as she straddles him and lowers herself. Her pussy looks so open and ready as she fills it and rides him. “Come here.” She says to you in a gasping tone. You move closer, and she grabs your round breasts. She clamps her mouth on the left one and sucks firmly. You feel the vibrations of her moans move through your body. You rub your clit. You want to cum too.

“Yes…Play with yourself… as he fucks her…..Yes… I want all of you to cum.” You hear and see him stroking himself faster. The dark purple head is so shiny from precum you almost want to lick it. You feel her fingers thrust into your pussy, as you are still rubbing your clit in small fast circles. “Yes…that’s it.” You aren’t sure if you said it alone or if everyone said it, as a wave of pleasure moves through each of you. The air is almost electric as you all orgasm in quick succession.

She hops off your lover and pushes you down on the couch. “I must taste you.” She says as she licks you to another quick orgasm.

For the rest of the hour, you each rotate who is the center of attention. At one point you are being fucked by your lover as you are licking her pussy. Mr. Emerald stays in the chair the whole time, stroking and cumming a few times.

Soon you are all satisfied and tired. The used condoms are in the small waste cans under the end tables. The staff silently set out bottles of water and towels. You wipe yourself off and dress. Mr. Emerald helps Ms. Emerald with her dress and then kisses her passionately. “You were sexy and erotic as always, Honey.”

She hugs him tightly, though with her heels back on she stands taller than him again. “And you my love, enjoyed watching. I was waiting for you to break our deal and join in.”

You take a sip from a water bottle and then ask, “What deal?”

Mr. Emerald smiles and answers, “I made a bet with my Honey, that I would be able to watch her make love to two people and not join in.”

“He could masturbate, but he had to stay in his chair.” She finishes.

“And what was the prize?” your lover asks as he stands, wrapping his arms around you.

“It was a small friendly wager. When we go home, she has to cook for a week, wearing only what I allow.” He says with a lecherous grin.

“Which is better than what I would have had him wearing if I had won.” She says and kisses him again.

“I enjoyed this but remind me to not gamble against you again. You two do it a lot more than we do.” You say placing your hands on your lover’s.

“Of course. But you were an excellent prize. Don’t you agree?” she asks.

“Yes, but next time, just ask.” You respond with a wink.

When you get to your room, you kiss your lover again. “They are an interesting couple.”

“I agree. Maybe tomorrow we see if Mr. Emerald want’s to play before we leave. Would you like to switch and swap with both of them?”

You nod, and put your arms around his neck. “So, what are you thinking? Me swallowing his short fat schlong, or him fucking me doggie style?”

“I was thinking more of a square formation, making sure that everyone was properly filled.”

He says with a playful smile.

You look into his eyes, noticing that he looks more relaxed and pleased. “Babe, do you feel better? After all of the stress of the week?”

He nods. “This was a wonderful idea Dear. If you want, I can ask Mistress to keep our room reserved for weekends. Not every weekend but say one weekend a month or so?”

“I think that’s a wonderful idea.” You say as you lead him to bed and sleep in each other’s arms.

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Weekend Getaway - Part 2

You walk into the bar, put on the sunglasses, and find an empty stool with a clear view of the doorway. The bartender asks, “What will you have?”

“I’m new in town, what do you recommend?” you ask in a fake tourist accent.

A large guy in a cheap leisure suite comes up, “I think the little lady wants ‘Sex on the Beach’.” He looks you up and down. “Is this seat taken?”

You look at the bartender, “Just a glass of white wine for now.” then you look at the ‘lounge lizard’, “Unfortunately sweetie, yes, it is.”

At that moment, you see your husband in the doorway. He looks so sexy in his suit and tie.

The guy trying to hit on you looks at where you are looking and backs away.

The bartender sets down your glass, and motions at the ‘pest’ “Don’t mind him. He is a local just seeing what’s available. Will that be cash, card, or charged to your room?”

Your husband puts down his credit card, “I’ve got this one. And a rum and coke for me.”

You smile and in your tourist accent, say “Why thank you kind sir. I’m new in town, will you join me?” He sits down, and places a hand on your thigh, visibly caressing it so everyone in the bar can see. The place isn’t busy, but it isn’t empty either.

You like how people are looking at you. You haven’t felt this sexy in a while.

You take the sunglasses off and sip the wine. It’s cheap but it’s what you expected. 

Your husband leans in close to you, “Aside from the ‘lounge lizard’ have you seen all of the other’s looking at you?”

You slowly nod and sip your wine. “Between their looks, and your hand, you’ll have me wet before we get back to the room.” 

He smiles and says in a slightly louder voice, “Oh maybe later we can go back to your room, or we could go to mine?”

Some of the couples in the bar give you a knowing look, though one elderly woman gives you a sneer, while her aged husband gives your husband a ‘thumbs up’.

“Harold, don’t encourage that kind of thing,” you hear her say as she swats down her husband’s hand. “They might be cheating on their spouses.”

They finish their drinks and leave.

You both try to cover your smiles. “By the way, what is your name?” you ask your husband. 

Smiling broadly, he tells you it and extends his hand to shake. “Now that we have been introduced, your room or mine?”

The lounge lizard does a spit take at such a forward comment. Your finish your wine, “Yours,” you say, “I don’t want to disturb my husband.” placing the empty glass on the bar. 

He finishes his drink and pays the bill. The bartender gives him a wink as he has him sign the receipt. “Enjoy your night and be careful.”

You walk ahead swaying your hips suggestively, so everyone in the bar knows what you want and that you are going to get it.

Your husband catches up, and once you leave the bar, he hugs you tightly and kisses you firmly. “You are so bad. Those people think that you are such a slut.”

You press him against the wall and kiss him hard. “Just wait until we are in the room.”

As you keep him pressed against the wall of the corridor, kissing, you feel his hands on your ass. Slowly he slides his hands under your dress and grabs your ass firmly.

“Oh God, look at that ass.” you hear a voice say in the distance.

“We better head to our room.” you whisper.

“We don’t want to cause a scene.” He nods, flashes your ass to the person viewing, and then places his hand over your dress, still grabbing you.

You lean on him as you go to your room. He takes the key from his pocket. “Are you sure your husband won’t mind?” he asks going back into role. 

“He doesn’t have to know.” you say as you place your hand on his crotch. He is obviously enjoying this game because he is hard.

Once you are inside the room, “Do you want to couch or the bed?” he asks.

“I want to sit on the bed and watch you undress.” you respond. He smiles as you sit on the bed, raising your dress so he sees the tops of your stockings.

“Mmmmm, you look so lovely. Let me pour you a drink.” Grabbing the chilled sparkling wine, he fills two plastic cups, and hands you one. “Here is to the start of an enjoyable weekend.” He says raising his cup. You touch yours to his and then sip.

“Now, I want to watch you get out of that suit, Mister sexy businessman. By the way, do you have a wife that you are forgetting to be with me?” you ask playfully.

He slowly removes his tie. “No. If I had a wife, I would want her to be like you.” He then slowly pulls off the jacket and lays it onto a chair.

“Mmmm. You look so good in a suit and tie.” You say sipping from your cup and spreading your legs, flashing your damp panties.

He slowly unbuttons his shirt. “I bet you tell that to all your lovers.”

You playfully smile, “No, just the ones that make my pussy wet, and show me off in public.”

His chest looks good. You want to get up and caress him, but you instead slowly rub your thigh. “So what do you have in your pants?” you ask, slowly licking your lips, “Something that you want to show me?”

He opens his slacks and in his boxers, you see that he is already hard for you. “Your husband is such a lucky man. I bet your wet pussy tastes so good.” He steps out of his pants and lays them on the chair.

“Come here and find out.” you say moving to the edge of the bed. You quickly drink the rest of the sparkling wine, because you don’t want to spill it. 

He gets on his knees and softly grabs your thighs. His warm lips kiss the inside of your thighs, at the top of the stocking. He slowly kisses his way closer to your pussy.

“You are good at this. Are you sure you don’t have a wife. You would make a great husband.” He licks the damp fabric of your panties. You feel the pressure of his firm tongue going up and down, rubbing the fabric against your pussy lips.

Then you feel him slide the crotch of your panties to the side and his smooth wet tongue slides into you. It always feels so good when he licks your hungry cunt. Grabbing his hair, you press his face tighter against you. “God! I need this so badly.” you say as grind against his face.

All day you have wanted him. The man who knows you so well. The father of your children. The only man who would take the time and effort to play this game for your pleasure. You want to cum with his tongue deep in your pussy.

He is enjoying this too as he grips your hips and fucks you with his tongue. His nose rubbing your clit. “You are such a horny slut. Does your husband know you want to cum so badly.?” He asks looking up at you.

You are breathing harder and you pull his hair. You feel his mouth on your clit and a finger between your wet open lips. He sucks your clit firmly as the finger slides into you.

You pull his hair and tighten your thigh around his head. “Only you….know how to… make me…. cum like that.” you say breathing harder and feeling the wave of pleasure move through you.

He keeps sucking and fingering you as your body clenches in pleasure for a moment. “Oh God I Needed This!” You don’t know if you are thinking it or saying it aloud.

Either way it feels so good. You feel the suction stop and the fingers slip from you. He has you lie back and kisses your mouth.

“You are so excited tonight. Does your husband know you get excited like this with strange businessmen?”

You exhale for a moment and let the tingles within you slow. You kiss him and reach down gripping his hard cock. “Let me show you what I do to ‘strange businessmen’.”

You have him lie on the bed, as you pull off his boxers. His lovely cock is fully hard. “You enjoy being with another man’s wife, I see.” you say as you grip the base and slowly lick the tip.

As you lick around it, then up and down, enjoying his flavor.

His nicely trimmed bush is something you haven’t had time to enjoy lately. “You have a nice penis. And you keep it neatly trimmed. If you are not married, do you date a lot?” you playfully ask as you slowly move his balls between your fingers.

He places a hand on your head as you take part of him in your mouth, sucking softly.

“I work a lot. Trying to be successful in business. No time for a wife or girlfriend. I trim because it is easier to care for. But I am glad you like it.” He says.

You take him deeper. “Your husband is a LUCKY MAN! Oh, your mouth feels so damn good.”

You stroke the full length of his saliva slick shaft. “Thank you kind sir. It haven’t been able to do this for him for a while. We both have been working too hard.”

“Keep stroking me like that, and I won’t last much longer.” He says.

You feel the slick pre-cum on it. “Then I better get out of this dress.” you say as stand up and pull it off. Then you pull off your half-cup bra and your panties. You leave the stockings and garter belt on, because you know how much he loves you wearing them.

He starts to get up, but you push him back. You straddle him and lower yourself on his hard, slick cock. “I am going to ride you hard tonight.”

You slowly take him into you, going up and down until he is all the way in. You lean over him, holding his wrists down, and rubbing your hard nipples against his chest, as you rock your hips back and forth.

“I miss doing this.” he says breathing harder.

 As you rock forward you grind your clit against his trimmed pubic bush. It feels so good. You keep going harder and faster. He tries to thrust up into you too.

He feels so hard inside of you, you know you are both going to cum. You grip his wrists tightly as you cum for the second time tonight.

You feel his cock pulsing and throbbing inside of you.

With him still in you, you lie on him. You can feel both of your hearts beating, as he puts his arms around you and holds you tightly “Yes your husband is a lucky man. You are such a sexy woman.” 

You kiss him. “I agree, and you make a wonderful husband too.”

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Weekend Getaway - Part 1

 

These past couple of months have been rough. Between work and kids, you and your husband haven’t had any time to be together. Even at night, it ends up being a “quickie” because you are either exhausted or interrupted. On the calendar you see that there is a holiday weekend coming up. Your husband tells you not to make any plans, except to have the kids spend all three days with your parents.

So, Saturday morning, you dropped the kids off at your parents. The kids were excited to spend the weekend with “Grandma and Papa”.

When you get back to the house, you see your small “weekend bag” already packed with a note on it. “Dear, I packed you a bag. Follow the directions on the back. I will meet you there.”

On the back of the paper there is another note and a map. The map shows directions to a small coastal town. A place you have driven through but never stayed.

The note says, “Plug your phone into the computer before you go and download “New Playlist” Play it while you drive”. You do and notice a lot of new songs are added to your phone.

Once you finish, you load your bag into the car, type in the address, and start the playlist. You hear your husband’s voice.

“This is your lover. I have prepared something for you to enjoy. As you drive to meet me, think back to when we first met.”

The song is a top 40’s song from when you were younger. It is very familiar. The kind of thing that used to be on the radio all the time but faded from popularity. As you are singing along, it hits you. This was a song that you heard when you went on your first date.

As you are driving you remember going to the old skating rink with him. Sharing those greasy french-fries and splitting a milkshake. The music was always those “Top 40 Songs” that way kids could skate and dance.

When the song ends, you hear his voice, again. “I hope that brought back some memories. Be careful driving but listen to this.” And another song starts.

This is one that was on the radio when the two of you were making out in his old car, that he bought from his uncle. You remember the bench seats, the cracked vinyl, and that smell of old cigarettes that he could never get rid of.

The sound of the music coming through the speakers as you stripped off your clothes and made out in the car. “Oh God, I miss that feeling.” you say to yourself. The feeling of being a kid, not having all the responsibilities of job, family, and community. The feeling of his nervous hands on your breasts when they were smaller. Trying hard to impress you, though still learning how to pleasure each other.

As the song ends, he cuts back in. “I won’t interrupt the next few songs. As you ‘drive down memory lane’ stay focused on the road. Enjoy the music. I will cut back on after a few.”

The next few songs are all from those years when you dated. You picture sneaking into his parent’s rec room, going to the movies, and other flashbacks of things you did together when you were younger.

You feel both a little sad and a bit excited. Some of those songs were “make out” music. You can feel his breath and lips on your neck as you drive.

The next time you hear his voice, he says “If I timed it right, you should see some of the signs advertising the coastal town, and your GPS should have you within 10 miles.”

You glance down, and it says ‘8.4 miles to destination.’ “I might have gotten a little excited.” you mutter to yourself, thinking how during a couple of the songs, you sped up well above the speed limit.

He continues, “I will let the playlist play out. If I did this right, I will be sitting in the little restaurant across the street from the motel. Park and find me.”

The music continues. More of it is “make out music”. At least one of which was playing when you conceived your oldest. You flush a little at that. Hearing Meatloaf’s singing and knowing how passionately your young husband fucked you to it, has your body tingling a little and your skin flushed.

You see the sign for the “Sea and Sand Hotel”, underneath you see where it is now owned and operated by one of the big chains, but they kept the historic style.

Looking down at the time, you see it’s still lunchtime, and the local diner looks busy but not packed. You pull into the parking lot and see your husband’s car. You stop the music and get out.

Walking in the bright ‘50’s style Diner, you look around and see him. He has a tall glass of water and menus spread in front of him. He looks down at his watch and then smiles broadly at you. “You made it a little faster than I thought.” as you sit across from him.

“So what is all this about?” you ask.

He holds your hand. “Love, I want us to enjoy this weekend. I got us a room at the hotel. Your folks have kids. I just want us to relax and have fun. Plus, I have a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?” you respond. 

He nods. “In your bag, I packed you some “special outfits.” I think we can maybe do a little ‘role play’ if you want. And if not, we can just enjoy some time together.”

You give him a quizzical look. “What type of role play? Cheerleader costumes or something?”

He chuckles and shakes his head. “No. I packed you that slinky evening gown and sexy lingerie. There is a bar attached to the hotel and I thought we could do the ‘I pick you up at a bar’ or whatever you find exciting.” He looks around at the ‘50’s style Diner and says, “If I had given it more thought maybe I would have gotten you a cheerleader outfit or a poodle skirt and sweater set.”

He gives your hand a loving squeeze. The waitress walks up, with her hair done in a huge “beehive” “Hey Honey, are you ready to order?”

As much as you wish you could have “greasy burgers and fries, with a milkshake” you both go for the more sensible chicken breast sandwich and side salad. You do get the fresh squeezed lemonade, which goes well with it.

As you eat you ask, “How is yours?”

Playfully he responds, “I always enjoy a full tender breast.” and takes a bite from the sandwich. 

You place your hand on his knee under the table. “Oh, then maybe I should have ordered a big thick sausage.” you say as you squeeze his thigh. You haven’t joked or bantered together like that for way too long. Too afraid that the kids would hear and repeat it. You place your sandwich on the plate and sigh. “What happened to us?

He smiles and grabs your hand, “We got busy and distracted. Let’s just take time and enjoy ourselves.” He squeezes your hand in a firm but loving way.

After you finish eating, you notice that you still have a couple of hours until you can check into the hotel. So, you decide to stroll downtown for a bit.

Walking hand in hand, you check out the various tourist stores and shops. You pick up a box of saltwater taffy, for the kids, and a pair of novelty sunglasses for yourself. “Why did you get those?” your husband asks.

“I have an idea for later.” you say and kiss him on the cheek.

On the way back to the hotel, you both walk into a liquor store. Your husband gets a bottle of sparkling wine, and some miniature bottles of tequila, vodka, and rum. “What’s all that for?’ you ask.

He winks and nods, “Just wait and see.”

You check into the hotel and go up to the room. It is simple and plain.

“I wish I could have afforded to get us a ‘Bed and Breakfast’ but just one night in a local one costs more than the whole weekend here.” he explains as he fills the plastic ice bucket and puts the bottle of sparkling wine in it.

You open your bag and lay out the clothing he packed. You see an evening gown, a couple of pairs of jeans, a pair of yoga pants, a couple of t-shirts, a sweatshirt, your cotton underwear, and, of course, your silky ‘special lingerie’.

In the shoe compartment of the bag, are your ‘Fuck Me’ pumps. You rarely get to wear them, because the heels are too tall for work and there is no reason when you are doing things with the kids.

Your husband walks in and sees you sitting on the bed. “Did I pack everything?”

You smile at him, “Even if you forgot something, I think we will enjoy the weekend.”

He walks over and hugs you tightly. You see him open his bag and take out a suit, a pressed white shirt, a couple pairs of jeans, and shirts. He hangs them up in the closet.

“Dear, do you want to ‘dress’ dinner or just eat something and then ‘dress’ for the bar?” he asks. You hang up your dress, and jeans too.

“Lets have dinner casually, and then come back and ‘dress’ for drinks.” you say kissing him in the cheek. “I love this. I would hate for us to spill dinner on things before we go to the bar.”

He hugs you and kisses you firmly. “And that is why I wanted your thoughts on tonight.”

You pick a seafood restaurant and walk along the boardwalk, watching the sunset. Once it is dark, you go back to the room and get dressed. He puts on his suit and tie, and you put on your sexy lingerie, dress, and shoes. He kisses your cheek.

“Go in the bar and order your drink first. I will be down.”

“That is what I wanted too.” you tell him grabbing the novelty sunglasses.

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