Internet dating, miss Josey
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Carol and I have a pretty good active affaire, so casually she asked one day if I would not mind if she tested the waters by seeing other men? At first, I was a little jealous I have to say. Then the fire in me lit up. Anyway, why should I complain as I have a partner and Carol is an extra special friend? So, I said, "fine by me if you don't mind me having a dabble as well?"
I started to look at all the web site and found one, a little on the expensive side but seemed to have a good number of contacts. I set up the account with Carol's help dictating what a woman wanted to read. I left it a couple of days before going back and was amazed at how many "Likes, virtual kisses and even virtual presents" that were in my Inbox".
It soon became apparent that there are a lot of women out there wanting affairs and where pretty intent on getting hold of you, thanks, Carol. After we read a few, it became apparent that this was turning her on as well. Before long we were playing tonsil-tennis, which is a good lead up to full-blown sex, today was no different. We both agreed this was a new venture at which point we hatched a plot.
After some sorting through one caught, my eye (and imagination) by the way she was dressed—a miss "Josey 69" who was 35 and not too far away. I had filtered so only got married women through. Still, the best part was 5'2''-5'6'' my ideal in a woman and I am 5'10", Ok, married, average body, good and was looking for friendship, and see how it goes. After reading her profile details and what she was looking for, I plunged in, so to speak. Carol helped formulate an email that was guaranteed (in her words) to attract attention. It was not long before a response come back, and we flirted for a while before taking that final step. A date was arraigned when my other half was away, with me happy, Carol happy all was well.
We agreed to meet in the early evening as we both working in the city. Also, it was easy to mix in without raising suspicion if either of us bumped into someone we knew. "Josey 69" was really Denise. Ticking all the boxes with her average body, lovely emerald Green eyes and soft and long Brown hair down to her shoulder which was worn loosely on her shoulders. "Hi" I said, "does your guy have any idea what he has?" "He does" she replied, "just does know how to treat it". I put Denise at easy, and after a couple of drinks, we were like old friends. The conversation became flirty like the emails with lots of innuendoes, she became very relaxed playing with her hair which is a good sign and lots of smiles and giggles. The conversation was beginning to tail off a little. I became aware of her breathing getting a little heavy, watching the rise and fall of her lovely pert breast, I could tell where this was going.
Our fingers touch below the table as the chat became shallow and the temperature rose a few degrease. Denise looked up at me and smiled, I whispered: "shall I book a hotel for the night?" "I need to make a couple of calls quickly," she said and left the table. I had already made a booking at a well-known motel throughout Europe. I use a lot when travelling as you can cancel at the last minute and not be charged. Denise came back grinning like a Cheshire cat that had just got the cream. "He's off to the pub and my sister, and I having a girly night in the town." "And, I have a nice little quiet room arranged for us" slipping my phone into my pocket, Denise not knowing I had arranged it a couple of days before.
I had booked a double room overlooking the river, not that the view was going to matter. As usual, the bedroom was perfect with low lighting and pulled back quilt setting the ideal mood, raising the temperature between us to a new level. I slipped my hand around her waist, guiding her in closer to me "regrets in the morning?" I whispered, "non" she replied with one hand on my hip and the other around my neck as we swayed to no music but our own. Her breathing getting heavy with each move as our bodies rubbed up against each other. I slipped off her jacket, letting it fall to the floor followed by mine shortly after not missing a beat with intense kissing following. I pulled up her dress, caressing her smooth round bottom. Denise rubbing my chest then letting her hand slide down to feel my cock growing hard by the minute and slowly rocking back and forth in a fucking motion. She was wearing stocking, which is always a turn on for me and clearly turning her on as I touched her. More and more, Denise wanted to fuck and would have done had it not been for our clothes. She pushed me away slightly to undo my shirt before slipping back into long passionate kisses as I pulled down the zipper on her dress. It slipped off her shoulder and onto the floor, effortlessly. Denise looked absolutely gorgeous in white bra and matching knickers and suspenders topped with little red bows. I gently spun her around, planting her hands on the dressing table, dropped to my knees and buried my face into her smooth bottom, nibbling her butt through the see-through panties. Denise pushing back into my face and quietly moaning as my fingers explored the damp patch in her knickers, breathing in the odder of her wet spot between her legs. My fingers found and started to explore her wet pussy, she stiffened and dropped her head slightly. Denise got up, drew breath and turned to look at me, a tear running down her cheek. I wiped it away with a kiss and a smile. Denise dropped to her knees. "I want to see my present," she snarled, pulling my belt out and undoing my trousers revealing a hard cock that was bulging at the seams of my pants to get out. She quickly removed them, then, pulling my rampant cock out of its nest. Denise hungrily took it entirely into a wet mouth with one hand playing with my tight balls, she started rubbing and fingering her fanny with the other. I held her head steady while I gently fucked her mouth, this only made her rub harder in d esperation for an orgasm, something I guess she lacked with her husband.
I pulled her up, and we kissed again, Denise was clearly unsure and trying to please. I gently led her to the bed and laid her down. No foreplay needed her as I settled between her legs, my rampant cock pointing the way things were going. I lowered myself down to kiss her; Denise reached down and took it in her free hand and pulled me closer. Rubbing her wet hole with the end, she closed her eyes and drew breath as I slowly pushed against her pussy lips, parting to let me in. Denise raised her head to look and gasped as I pulled out slightly and then back again a little further. She threw her head right back into the pillows using them to let go of a muffled cry of joy. Getting down on her, I rested on one arm using my free hand to massage her nipples and kissing her passionately. Now I was all the way, and we just fucked, Denise bucking her hips against my cock as I hit her clitoris and ground against it. Denise was in her own world, suddenly letting go a growl, stiffening slightly and eyes rolling as an orgasm hit her. Her pussy let go and tightened around my cock, which I stayed still deep inside her for a second or two. She relaxed a little as I pulled her legs up over my shoulder, Denise had a look of could care less as she tightly gripped the bedsheets. With her, in this position, she was totally at the mercy of my cock inside her. I got to grasp with a steady rhythm going in as deep as I could, Denise moaning, crying in ecstasy at each stroke, lost in the moment. Suddenly It hit me as I started to jerk, burring my cock into her hole, she wrapped her legs around my back as I grabbed for a pillow and letting all I had saved up for her go.
Feeling empty and spent of all juice I slowly let myself drop down on top of her. We lay there very still just giving each other slow, meaningful pecks on the lips. I, gently touch and stroked her glowing face. "stay in me" she whispered "for as long as I can" I replied both savouring the intermit moment of each other body. Suddenly we both looked and gave a giggle as that beautiful feeling of a hard cock slowly slid out of her. I slipped alongside and held her. "what now?" she asked quietly, "well There are other ninety-nine positions to get through." Needless to say, we didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning.
Come on its breakfast time, and we went down to the breakfast bar, I suddenly become aware of a figure slipping into the table next to us. I have come accustomed to not showing emotions or recognition over the years, and this was no different. The couple next to us bid us good morning, and Denise also wished them a good morning. It was Carol and looking a little bleary-eyed as well. As we left Denise, turned to me quizzical "did you know that woman?, was she one of your lays or am I truly the first?" knowing I could not hide anything from her I said, "yes I do." and before Denise could utter another word I turned and smiled at her "She's my boss" I said, "and that is not her husband". Slowly we walked back to the station and caught our separate trains to work.