Lorelei and Me Pt. 3
The Conclusion
Having satisfied my residency requirements at Georges Simmons Hospital in Baltimore, I was now able to practice medicine in my own clinic with my wife Lorelei and our friend Max who was completing his residency in Boston. However, before returning home to start work, I had promised Lori a long vacation in Europe, so we were currently enroute to Paris on an Air France 777.
We had just awakened to the sound of breakfast being served and returned our seats to an upright position. I had managed, after dinner and after watching the northern lights from the window next to Lori, to sleep for about 4.5 hours. As we prepared for breakfast, I asked Lori, "Did you manage to sleep?"
She smiled her beautiful smile and said, "Yeah, I slept pretty well. You?"
"Yeah, me too. So, are you excited
Lori laughed and said, "What do you think? Where are we staying, by the way?"
"Well, it's a bit of a surprise, but I think you'll like it. Do you have a list of things you want to do?"
"Yep, and it's pretty touristy. I figured this first time around we can do all of the touristy things and then whenever we come back we can expand our horizons a bit."
"That sounds really smart. Well, our hotel is near the Louvre pretty centrally located, so I thought we could just walk around and acclimate to the city and take it easy when we arrive."
"Sounds good to me."
At this time the flight attendant who had been serving us the entire trip prepared our tray table for breakfast and suggested we watch a special documentary Air France created about arriving and enjoying Paris. As we ate, we watched the program and found it to be very informative and by the time it was finished we were being told to fasten our seatbelts for landing. As we were taxiing I got a text from the hotel telling me that there was a limo awaiting us in front of the terminal.
We had packed pretty lightly with just carryon rolling bags and day packs for luggage. We breezed through the immigrations checkpoint and the non-existent customs. I had been told to use ATM machines for our cash needs, so in the arrivals hall I went to a machine whose bank was connected with ours through various agreements. I got several hundred Euros and then we headed out to the limo. When Lori saw the limo with the guy holding a sign with our name on it, she looked at me and asked, "What have you done?"
I laughed and said, "I wanted your trip to be first class."
We were whisked into Paris in the limo to our hotel and when we went to the front desk we were informed that we were too early to check in. They said we could leave our bags with them if we wanted to walk around, so that's what we did. It was about 10 in the morning as we strolled down the sidewalks looking in shop windows on the Rue de Rivoli across from the Louvre, through ChΓ’telet, across the Seine, over the Ile de la CitΓ© to the left bank. We then walked back the other way along the river bank past the MusΓ©e d'Orsay, back across the river, through the Tuileries Garden to the Place de la Concorde.
We watched the insane traffic on the giant roundabout that was the Place de la Concorde for a while and then walked up the famed Champs-ΓlysΓ©es. After a while we were starting to get hungry, so we went down a side street until we got to a sandwich stall. I had been told that the best sandwich around was jambon et fromage on a baguette. We got a couple of those and a couple of cans of Coke and then walked back to the Jardin des Champs-ΓlysΓ©es, sat on a bench and ate our lunch.
As we ate our sandwiches we were both surprised how such a simple sandwich of ham, cheese, butter and bread could taste so good. As we ate and watched the people, Lori asked, "Have you ever seen the movie 'Charade' with Audrey Hepburn and Cary Grant?"
"I don't think so. My Dad and I never watched too much TV or rented movies. Why?"
"Because I think a scene from that movie was shot right here. I loved that movie when I was a kid. Audrey Hepburn was so beautiful and Cary Grant so handsome and suave. It's one of the reasons I wanted to come here."
After we finished our sandwiches, we headed back to the hotel to check in. As we entered our suite, Lori gasped as she took in the luxury. "My god, this is incredible!"
The suite was rather amazing. The living room was large with nice furniture and a balcony with a view of the Eiffel Tower. The bedroom had a king-sized bed, several chairs and a balcony of its own. The bathroom was large with toilet, bidet a large walk-in shower, a large jacuzzi tub and a vanity with two sinks.
We decided to take a shower and wash the travel from our bodies and then we'd take a nap. I lathered up Lori from behind as she rubbed her ass on my burgeoning erection. With soap lubricating me she rubbed my cock up and down the crack of her ass while I fondled her breasts. She turned her head to me and pulled me into a lustful kiss. After a minute or so, she broke the kiss and in a gravelly voice croaked, "Fuck me Ben! Fuck my ass!"
Lori reached behind her, grabbed my cock and worked me into her rosebud. As I sank deep into Lori's rectum she groaned loudly and whispered, "Yesssssssss!" I had a death grip on her tits while I slowly sodomized my wife. Next, she uttered, "God, I love this!"
While I fucked my wife's ass and mauled her tits, she reached down and rubbed her clit and before long brought herself to a big orgasm. As Lori groaned in ecstasy, I continued to slowly work in and out of her derriere extracting as much pleasure as possible from our act. After several more minutes, Lori cried out to me to fuck her harder, so I began pounding her ass while I gripped her tits hard
As another climax hit her, Lori cried out, "GOOODDDDD YYYEEEESSSSSS, I'M SUCH AN ASS WHORE! CUM IN ME BEN! CUM IN YOUR SLUT WIFE'S GAPING ASSSSSSSSS!"