Elise Ch 12 Roger Townsend

It was one of those August days: hot and sultry, building up to a typhoon no doubt. Elise was upstairs, windows open, and electric fan at full blast and oscillating. She was filing her nails and wondering what the weekend would bring.

Hopefully, Jacques would be bringing a male business guest home again Saturday and she would be able to practice her dark[?] art of seduction. To be fair, it was not dark at all: Jacques enjoyed every minute of their sex life and was proactive in bringing BOTH their fantasies to fruition. But where WAS Jacques? It was well after 5 and still no sign of him.

Her reverie was broken by the familiar sound of the doorbell. Faint voices in the background and then silence. Moments later the telephone extension buzzed and Lisa came on the line advising her she had a guest. A GUEST! Who could it be? She had forgotten to ask Lisa, who had closed the line and was presumably busy in the kitchen. Her heart jumped at the prospect, but careful, we do not yet know what kind of fish we have caught!

Elise quickly checked herself in the dressing-table mirror and fixed the catch to the left of her wrap-around skirt before slipping on her mules and straightening her white boob-tube that covered her perfect curvaceous breasts. With no bra beneath, the large nipples were very much in evidence.

Elise moved quickly and gracefully along the landing and proceeded down the stairs leading to the sitting area. Arriving halfway down she eagerly looked over at the seating area and was rewarded by the smiling face of Roger Townsend relaxing at the far end of the large sofa, his back towards the French windows leading to the balcony, with views of the harbour between the mid-level blocks of flats.

Roger would be about 45, white, slim but well-built wearing an open-neck shirt and denims. Smart brown leather sandals with dark socks.

Elise gave Roger a quick kiss and then went straight to the sofa and installed herself at the opposite end to Roger, facing him and with her feet up on the sofa after slipping off her mules.

"Roger darling, how absolutely wonderful to see you! I had NO idea you were even in town!" said Elise.

"Well I have only just got back from Thailand but something told me I needed to see my favourite girlfriend to-day," said Roger.

"Wow, that is superb intuition my friend with benefits, but I hope you did not bring something back with you", replied Elise.

Roger laughed and said, "You need not worry my beauty. I would not jeopardise my health or that of my friends for short-term pleasure, especially when there is such a wonder awaiting me, but where is Jacques, I expected him to be here?"

"Dunno," said Elise, "But you know and he knows that YOU are always welcome, a VIP if you will. I have my own construct on the meaning of the P!" With that double-entendre Elise drew up her legs allowing the wrap-around skirt to fall away to the right, exposing the full length of her left leg.

Roger was not in the least surprised and knew by his previous visits that Elise wasted no time in making her needs known, and that is exactly what had just transpired.

Roger slipped off the sofa and crawled on his hands and knees to where Elise was lying. As Roger approached Elise moved around so that she was facing Roger. Her legs moved up even higher into a perfect letter M and as she did so she flicked off the catch on her long floral skirt which slipped gracefully to each side of her thighs. Roger stopped for a brief moment to take in the full extent of the treasure now uncovered. He looked up and looked straight and deep into the eyes of this beautiful creature. He felt his manhood surging and pushing to be released as he breathed in the sheer lust emanating from her dark brown eyes.

Roger quickly released his belt and rapidly unzipped his fly to allow the aching member some freedom. Now he returned his gaze to the dark mass of black hair with the tantalising pink centre. Roger carefully and reverently gripped Elise by the thighs and drew her forwards while Elise allowed her legs to fall even further apart. Roger leaned forward and buried his head between those gorgeous legs, licking up and down, penetrating deep with his tongue and sucking the clit.

Elise reached forward and gently pulled Roger's head further and deeper into her sweet spot. The small cries and deep breathing from Elise told Roger that he was working well until Elise whispered, "Roger, I think it's time for the main course."

Roger stood up and let his denims drop to the floor. His dick was straining for release from the Y-fronts and he quickly moved them over the red, solid member, down and off. Roger leaned forward and guided his throbbing meat into the soft wet labia and at the same time, he placed his hands under Elise's thighs lifting her legs higher and bringing her pussy forward too. He leaned forward and his tongue worked into Elise's mouth, finding her tongue and working with it together.

Elise rolled back her boob-tube allowing her full pendulous boobs to see the light of day. The nipples were long and hard and Roger delightedly sucked on them one by one. He started small backwards and forwards movements, and at each small movement, his engorged penis penetrated further and further into the juicy darkness, until finally, he had about 4 or more inches beyond the PC muscle which was starting to pulsate and grip his meat as he moved. They were now hair-on hair.

Now Roger's shaft was well lubricated and he slowly pulled it back until just the head was inside. Quickly he pushed back in full length followed by slow withdrawal. Over and over he pushed and pulled with Elise pulsing her PC muscle at each thrust. At last, he pulled back and paused before driving in hard with his dick shooting hot sticky fluid at her cervix.

Roger retracted slowly as Elise continued to pulse and grip his dick. There was a small coughing sound behind Roger, and as he half-turned he found Jacques seated on the easy chair opposite."Some performance that Rog," said Jacques."Let me take over." Jacques dropped to his knees and buried his head between Elise's legs and carefully licked out the juices starting to ooze from her pussy.

"Well Rog, that was a wonderful homecoming! I enjoy watching Elise being pleasured and I appreciate being able to clean-up afterwards. If you would stay for dinner, maybe we could invite you to a Devereaux Nightcap which I am sure you remember.

Meanwhile, had you been in the kitchen with Lisa, you would have seen her following events through the small window in the door. The quality of Roger's manhood had not escaped her and now she was busy wondering how she could avail of that trophy too.

So, dinner went by smoothly with Lisa bobbing busily in and out with the various courses.

She was an excellent cook as Jacques reminded himself as each dish ended up steaming on the dining table. Jacques could not help noticing the similarity with "excellent fuck" as he knew beyond all doubt to be the case. Without doubt she would be without panties right now as usual: always ready to be of service just like her employer, Elise.

Elise had disappeared into the kitchen right after the meal to make arrangements with Lisa for food for tomorrow, and on return, she had an announcement to make,"Look, guys, I have just been talking to Lisa and she is somewhat smitten by Roger. I knew there was something not quite right so I asked her directly. To cut to the quick I have offered her MY place in the Devereaux Nightcap. I hope you gents do not mind". Elise looked at each of them in turn and both nodded in agreement.

In fact, Roger could not hide a broad smile, and replied, "Well, I have been here several times and had my eye on that pretty Pinay and wondered what she would be like. Now I am going to have the chance to find out."

"Well no need to worry about me, I shall be on hand for any pickings left over," replied Elise.

So that was it. Time agreed for 9:30 p.m in the master bedroom to allow everyone to relax after their meal.

Usually, the Nightcap took place in the guest bedroom but tonight was going to be a shade more crowded.

21:30 arrived and as Roger entered the bedroom door he found Jacques in his usual Nightcap position across the bed, with his head at the very edge, his lower body draped in a large white bath towel. Elise was relaxing in an easy chair nearby to the right and clothed merely in a white toweling bathrobe which was casually open partly displaying those wonderful pendulous breasts. Her legs were crossed, for now, but he wondered about later.

Roger had decided his best bet was to wear simply a pair of boxers which could be readily discarded when needed. He relaxed in the other easy chair across from Elise on the other side of the bed. Now they awaited Lisa. They did not have long to wait. She arrived in her full maid's uniform with the short, frilly black dress; black fishnet stockings presumably supported by the usual neat black suspender belt; presumably NO panties, and a crisp white blouse, frilly white pinny, and neat black bow. Incredible 6-inch black stiletto heels and finally a sparkling coronet pinned back her long black hair. An incredible dish!

Lisa swayed into the room flashing perfect white teeth first at Elise, and then at Roger. Her smile continued a tad longer with Roger, but she was on a mission and knew exactly what was required and did not stop until she had reached the bed directly in front of Jacques. Now she changed tempo: this was the start of the game she had visualised over and over in her mind from the moment Elise had made her the offer. She slowed down. Right down. Raising her left leg slowly she placed the sole of the stiletto on the bed next to Jacques' head.

With the short flared skirt now slipping back Roger could clearly see the flimsy black suspender belt and clearly NO panties. Lisa looked sideways at Roger and made a sign that she need help. Roger leapt to his feet and held Lisa's hands as she placed her right foot on the bed on the other side of Jacques' head and hoisted herself into a standing position straddling Jacques. Gracefully she sank down to her knees and allowed her bushy black pussy to rest on the lips of Jacques.

Now commenced the initial 69 phase with Jacques supporting Lisa on his palms just high enough to allow him room to work in all the ways those of us versed in the fine art of cunnilingus take pleasure and give pleasure. Lisa, for her part, cast aside Jacques' towel and bent forward searching for his erect member. With her lips, she pushed back the foreskin to expose the prominent glans penis, and with her tongue flicked back and forth over the head interlaced with occasional deep, long swallows.

Roger and Elise watched with great interest. Elise could not resist fingering herself and massaging her clit, while Roger discarded his boxers and could be seen coaxing his handsome firm meat into a strong erection.

At last, Roger could stand it no longer. He stood up and moved behind Lisa. He eased his cock gently over Jacques' tongue, probing into the pink between the forest of bushy black hair. Once he had found the labia, he commenced stroking the full length of the vagina slowly increasing the pressure until finally, the tip lodged into the vaginal channel.

Now his movement changed from up and down to backwards and forwards: push a little way slowly, then completely retract quickly, and over and over again, gradually penetrating deeper and deeper until at last he was fully engaged, hair on hair. Lisa was tight, and Roger was already feeling his cock tingling from the massage of the PC muscle so well controlled by Lisa.

With his hands locked around Lisa's waist, Roger now started long slow strokes from almost retracted to fully in. Lisa of course was controlling her PC muscle making it hard for Roger to enter and hard to withdraw. Sweat was starting to show in beads on his forehead, and Lisa was now producing large amounts of her own juice which sprayed down onto Jacques' tongue as Roger retracted. Roger realised that he could not hold on for much longer and quickly changed his stroke.

Now Roger moved his hands higher under Lisa's blouse and gripped her taut breasts which of course were without bra. He entered fully and then retracted a mere inch moving into top gear in and out for a couple of minutes before pulling back, pausing, and then driving back with his cock throbbing and pulsing shooting masses of hot, sticky cum at Lisa's cervix. Roger relaxed and slowly withdrew allowing Jacques to lick his cock clean as it emerged and then continued to slirp out the masses of cum now leaking from Lisa's hot pussy.

But that was only HALF the action! As Roger was working up to speed, Lisa was clearly enjoying herself immensely and Elise could stand it no longer. Casting off her robe she stepped up onto the bed and straddled Jacques facing Lisa. She then sank straight down on Jacques' engorged dick and whilst French-kissing Lisa she pumped up and down on Jacques' cock until he finally exploded inside her filling her with hot cum.

Roger now relaxing back in his chair stood up and went round to Elise, and said, "Wow, what a wonderful day. That was a first with Lisa but now I want to try another first. May I lick you clean?"

"But of course," said Elise, "Be my guest."

Roger gave Elise a hand down from the bed and hand in hand returned Elise to her chair. Roger then knelt before her and carefully lifted her legs one by one over the chair arms. Elise relaxed and slid forward whilst Roger gripped her thighs and slurped out the warm sticky cum now oozing out of Elise's engorged pussy. So now both guys got their just desserts, and Lisa cleaned Jacques' cock with her cherry lips for good measure.