Thanks to Kevsta for his help.
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Susie:
The next time we met our partners were both there; it was quite awkward. Every time our eyes met I pictured a scene from our last intimate encounter, especially how he had licked me clean!
Adam:
It was bloody embarrassing the next time we met. That little minx Susie, kept catching my eye then blushing and looking away. Was she remembering our last encounter? I hope so. Meeting Susie and her husband, even if only for five minutes, had been nerve-wracking for me as we "exchanged pleasantries", while I pictured that image burned into my mind. Every time she had caught my eye I was scared I was going to give the game away, but my wife and her husband didn't pick up on anything. I had the problem of a stiffening cock to worry about too. I was so glad when it was over.
Susie:
The next day opportunity knocked. Our partners were both at work. Adam and I had mornings off. I couldn't resist.
I waited a few minutes after his wife left, then prepared.
First I rang Adam, "I'll be round in five minutes, okay?"
"Yes, but..."
"No questions, see you soon."
Then I took the next step in my plan. I took off my jumper and bra. I took off my jeans and knickers. I put on a pair of black, lace-top, hold-up stockings and my new black high heels. At the front door I put on my mac, tied the belt and, popping up my keys in my pocket, went out. I walked down the path, turned and walked up the drive to Adam's front door. My heels made a rhythmic click that broke the silence in the empty suburban street.
I rang the door bell and waited.
Adam:
I put the phone down and trembled. After the last time with Susie, I had managed to convince myself it had happened, I was lucky, but that was it. I glanced at the clock, I wondered if I should get dressed, all I had on was a bathrobe after having my shower. I had planned on sitting in the sun for a while before I left for the afternoon shift.
The ring of the doorbell made me jump. God, I had been standing next to the phone for five minutes? Maybe it wasn't her, maybe it was the Postman. Through the glass though, it was her. Susie. I opened the door. She looked nice, but she had her coat on. Maybe she wasn't coming to see me as such. I held my breath, waiting for her to say something.
Susie:
He looked slightly stunned, but in a good way.
"Aren't you going to invite me in Adam?" I asked.
"Of course," he replied, flustered, "please come in Susie."
I walked in and at his indication went into the lounge. My hands poised on my belt, I spoke.
"Adam, I've come to apologise for, um, last time. I was a bit controlling and very demanding. I've come to make it up to you."
I unbelted my coat and shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor. Adam gasped.
"For the next hour I am yours. Yours to command; yours to use. I am completely yours."
As those words left my mouth I shivered. What was I letting my self in for?
Adam:
She stood, in the middle of the living room in the sunlight, her coat falling to the floor, revealing; her! She stood wearing just black stockings, two inch heels, and a smile. That was all. I just looked; I was speechless.
"Are you -- sure?" I asked, wondering what terribly good deed I had done to deserve this. I quickly glanced around to make sure it wasn't a trap or anything. She just stood, raising her hands above her head, to meet together, fully stretched, all the while looking me in the eye and smiling.
"Oh yes -- I'm sure Adam. I want you to." She halted briefly. "Do with me what you will. I feel ever-so naughty!"
My mind was in a whirl. After all she had shown me before just what she could do. My bathrobe was no defence against my hardening cock, and of course, it began to stick out, betraying the effect she must have known she would have on me, perfect, curvy Susie from next door, here, in our living room. She still stood, arms raised, and slowly twirled round on those heels, spinning, shifting, all the way round, her round, curved bum cheeks, above the tops of the black stockings, I felt the parting of the bathrobe as my cock peeked out -- almost as if he wanted to see her again for himself.
"Stop" I called, transfixed by the sight of her bum; so round, so full, so inviting. "So, you feel naughty do you?"
"Yes" she whispered, still standing, arms outstretched. I strode to her back, running my arms down her arms, over her shoulders, down her sides, onto her waist, resting them on her hips. Slowly, I let them travel back up, exploring the soft smoothness of her womanly belly. She shivered as I enjoyed the tremble in her tummy, my hands then rising to cup each breast, resting them in my hands, my fingers reaching round, my palms on the sides, till my fingers found her nipples, slowly rubbing them in tortuous circles.
"Then stay like that Susie -- just for a moment"
I let go, of her breasts, they dropped, bouncing down to their fullness. I heard a gasp of dismay escape her, but she stayed, swaying ever so slightly. Unseen, behind her, I slipped the belt from my robe, and shrugged it off my shoulders 'til it dropped. Kissing her lightly on one shoulder, and then the other, I reached for her hands, and tied them quickly, binding them in a loop with the belt.
Susie:
I had been so lost in the ecstasy of teasing Adam, Twirling round to give him a full view, then standing with him behind me, enjoying the sensation of his hands tracing a path over my shoulders, sides and hips, before moving up my belly and the cupping my breasts, it felt wonderful.
Then, suddenly and unexpectedly, I found my hands tied! I stifled a squeal. I had said 'anything' and I trusted him.
"So, you feel naughty, Susie?" he asked.
"Yes" I replied in a whisper.
"What?" he said sharply. My nerves returned; had I misjudged him?
"Yes, Adam" I called, louder.
I was rewarded by him pinching my nipples, quite roughly.
I did squeal this time.
Adam:
"So, you feel naughty, Susie?"
"Yes" she whispered.
"What?"