Online to Orgasm -- Part Three
Chapter 1:
Two months since the BBQ, eight weeks since Elaine had met Herb and had ended up spending half a night being taken by him again and again.
Since then, Elaine had ceased to feel guilty over breaking her marriage vows, now the only conflict she felt was the need to balance secrecy and discretion with her needs and desires. Herb's free time and her own hadn't meshed as well as she'd hoped, she still wasn't entirely sure what it was he did for a living but it involved odd hours and even weekend work. Her own business and the necessity to spend time with her husband had also played a factor. All in all, she had managed to meet Herb just twice more since their first encounter, once at his home and once at a motel on the edge of town.
The problem with good sex, only a problem she'd become aware of recently, was that once you've had it then you want it more often. Two bouts in all that time hadn't been enough for her. Elaine had tried to supplement it by venturing back online. 'BigRed' had become a feature once again on the chat site. She had found herself masturbating alone in the bathroom, laptop sitting on the edge of the bath, a new image or video of someone she had spoken to earlier on the screen. Better still were the occasions she had arranged to skype with a relative stranger. Elaine had figured out the best way to angle the camera to keep her face obscured but still show off her body to the other person on the call. While she masturbated for their pleasure, she in turn watched as they jerked off their black cock. The mutual masturbation was a poor substitute for a real encounter, skin on skin. But she made the best of it.
One high point had been stripping and then masturbating while two men had watched her. As they had been side by side, neither had felt comfortable actually jerking off but their dirty talk and lewd comments had spurred her on to a big orgasm.
That was why Herb's message looking to meet up on Friday night had been so welcome. Now she just had to get away.
Karen was back in college again, it was only a few hours drive away but she had stopped coming back on the occasional weekend over the last month or so. Elaine hoped that it was because she had finally begun to make friends. That meant that John was the only obstacle to overcome. She could have gone over to see Herb in the afternoon and been back by the evening. But Elaine wanted, oh how she wanted, to stay over the entire night. She was looking forward to having sex without having to keep one eye on the time.
Elaine sat down at her laptop and started to scan through weekend events in the area. She disregarded any theatre events as she knew John would be interested in attending them. Then she saw a jazz event taking place on Friday evening. 'Perfect, John despises jazz' she thought.
After she had a reason to be out, the rest of the lie became fairly straightforward. Elaine reeled it off to John that same day, a 'female friend' that John didn't know particularly well had invited Elaine to a Jazz concert. They planned on drinks afterwards so Elaine would end up staying at the friend's house. John swallowed it. Why wouldn't he? He had no reason to be suspicious of his wife of nearly twenty years.
Excited, Elaine texted Herb to let him know she'd be able to stay the entire night. She still hadn't told him that she was married, she'd always maintained it was work commitments that prevented her staying longer the last two times they'd met. He replied straight away with a very simple message.
'Dress sexy'
Friday arrived but not nearly quick enough for Elaine, she'd punished herself in the shower the night before, her fingers twirling and diving inside her pussy as she humped her hand to orgasm. Friday afternoon she had torn home from her office early in order to change before John got home. As she disarmed the house alarm, she shot a quick text off to her husband saying she'd finished up early and would be probably gone before he was home from work. That done she showered, forced herself not to get herself off again, and went to her room to get ready.
Makeup and hair were next, she preferred to keep make up to a minimum as her fiery natural coloring and blemish free fair skin didn't require much augmentation. Elaine opted to keep her hair loose and simply brushed it out, the slight natural wave bouncing down past her shoulders. Elaine opened her wardrobe and pulled out the dress for the night. It was a figure-hugging cocktail dress she'd bought for an event a few years ago but she was confident she hadn't put on any weight since then and that it would fit. Before she put on her dress however she stepped into a black thong, forgoing a bra for the sake of the dress.
Slipping on the dress, struggling slightly with the zipper at the rear, Elaine stood in front of the mirror and admired herself. The dark green material fitted her perfectly, the hem finished mid-thigh which suited her 5'4 frame and the v-neckline plunged low enough to draw the eye to her 32DD cleavage, two narrow straps holding it in place, disappearing over her shoulders. A half turn showed her that the backless dress looked as good from behind as it did from the front.
She had matching four-inch heels to go with the outfit but she wasn't going to attempt driving the Porsche while wearing them, she'd put them on when she arrived. Finally, Elaine threw a change of clothes and some wash things into a small overnight bag, a quick squirt of perfume and she was on her way to Herb.
It was after six when she pulled into his driveway. There was a blue panelled van parked to one side that didn't seem the sort of thing that Herb would be driving. Elaine cut the engine and quickly pulled on her heels. Carrying her bag in one hand she tottered towards the front door and rang the bell. After a minute she rang again, stepping to one side to see if she could see movement inside. Before she could decide whether to ring for a third time or not, the door swung open and Herb was grinning at her.
"Damn girl, you look amazing" he exclaimed, holding the door open and ushering her inside.
He was dressed simply in ripped jeans and a tight white muscle tank top. His long powerful arms, corded muscle rippling, stood out from the stark white of the shirt and Elaine didn't hesitate in responding with her own compliment.
Still smiling he took her bag from her, setting it to one side in the hallway before leading her into his living room.
Inside Elaine say another black man. She didn't recognise him from the party but assuming he was a friend of Herb's she waved a hello at him before offering Herb a quizzical look.
"This is DeShawn, he's been hooking up my new toy" Herb said and indicated the far wall of the room. A massive TV dominated the wall, there was some action movie playing, cars screeching around corners but it seemed like a movie theatre had been dropped right into his house.
"110 inches" Herb said proudly.
"Umm nice" Elaine responded, TV really wasn't her thing, John would have killed for this though.
"You wanna finish up the other stuff, yeah?" Herb said to DeShawn who raised a hand. DeShawn was tall, well over 6'5 it seemed but thin, especially compared to Herb's wide powerful build. He hiked his jeans up slightly, though they still hung inches beneath his hips, wiped his palms across a slightly grubby looking black shirt and shambled out of the room, the door closing behind him.
"Sorry 'bout that" Herb apologised, "I thought he might be done before you arrived." He stepped into her and clamped his big brawny hands onto her ass, half lifting her off the floor as he pulled her close for a deep kiss. Elaine responded readily and for a couple of minutes all that mattered was his soft lips and evil tongue. He broke away, both of them breathless.
"Let's get you a drink while we wait for DeShawn to finish up" Herb suggested.
"Sure, gin and tonic?" Elaine answered, she took a seat facing the enormous TV, perching on the edge while she adjusted her dress.
"Coming right up" Herb said, disappearing into the kitchen to fix the drink.
