Chapter 1. The Awakening
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Lucy looked at him across the table, her brown, almond-shaped eyes boring into his.
"Thank you for a wonderful meal. I'm glad you invited me." She gave him a beautiful smile, leaned towards him and took one of his hands in both of hers. Her leaning forward gave him a good look at her cleavage and he saw some faint freckles on the swell of her breasts. He leaned forward a little also, trying in vain to catch a glimpse of her nipples.
It was Lucy Liu, one of the most beautiful women in Hollywood, star of
Charlie's Angels
and the TV show
Ally McBeal
, and she was having dinner with him. He didn't know what restaurant they were in and he had no recollection of asking her to dinner. He didn't know how this date had all come about, but he was thrilled to be there with her. Lucy Liu is his favourite fantasy, yet here he was with her and completely tongue-tied. He felt like a fool.
"No need to say anything, Alec. I know just the thing to show my appreciation for your kindness. Just you sit there, Honey, and don't move."
She beamed another radiant smile, patted his hand gently, slid quietly off her chair and vanished under the table. He felt her fingers working deftly at the zipper of his fly, and his body jumped slightly in surprise. He looked around the restaurant, but no-one was paying the slightest attention to their table.
"No. No. Stop" he whispered desperately, panicking in case someone saw what she was doing.
There was no answer from under the table, but he felt her fingers extract his stiffened cock from his underwear. The coolness of the air on his cock lasted only a fraction of a second then was immediately replaced by the warm, wetness of Lucy's gorgeous mouth. The sensation was exquisite, but he was still nervous as a kitten.
"Please stop. STOP!" he whispered again, growing frantic.
"You want me to stop?" His wife's voice jolted him awake.
Alec stared at the ceiling of his bedroom, momentarily confused. The hero of our story is Alec Hughes, and he has just been brought back to reality with a disappointing thump.
"Are you OK, Alec?" He lifted his head and looked down the length of his body to see his naked wife, Pam, kneeling between his spread legs. She had his cock in her hand, and a thin trace of saliva hung between her mouth and the tip of the stiff member. Looking past his cock, he could see her breasts dangling provocatively.
"Do you really want me to stop?" she asked in a slightly astonished voice.
"No Sweetie, don't stop" he sighed. "I was having a dream." He let his head flop back onto the pillow. He felt a profound sense of disappointment that his date with Lucy Liu was nothing but a dream. Pam smiled and lowered her head, taking his cock into her mouth once more. Her head rose and fell slowly, her fingers grasping the shaft firmly, masturbating him as she sucked.
Pam preferred sex in the morning. By evening, after a long day at her real estate office, she was tired and just wanted to sleep. If he tried to get amorous when she was tired she would simply push him away. However, after a good night's sleep, she was often rarin' to go. After seven years of marriage, they had figured out each other's likes and dislikes, and morning sex was OK with him too. She had a very high sex drive, and liked lots of fucking, but it was all a matter of timing. When she was in the mood for fucking, she was the best wife any man could ever hope for. As he slowly awakened from his dream, Alec recognized that Pam was in the mood for fucking this morning.
Thoughts of Lucy lingered in his head as he felt the orgasm building in his loins. His hips began to rise and fall slowly. Pam felt the movement in his body and knew that he was close to coming. Her head bobbed faster and she tightened the grip on his cock. She sucked harder. He came quickly, with a loud groan. He reached down and held Pam's head as cum squirted into her mouth. She held her head steady, but her hand continued to work up and down furiously. The only sounds in the bedroom were of her breathing heavily through her nose, and his groans of ecstasy as he pumped gobs of cum into her wet mouth. Very slowly his orgasm faded, and Pam slowed the movement of her hand. His hips gradually stopped thrusting and he lay motionless on the bed. After a minute or so of silence, Pam slid her mouth off his wilting cock. With her lips tightly closed to stop his cum from spilling out of her mouth, she gave him a smile and rose from the bed. She waggled her fingers at him in a playful wave, and walked toward their
en suite
bathroom.
He watched her from behind as she walked away, realizing what a stunning woman she is. Her waist is tiny, but her hips swell out delightfully and form a beautiful curved ass. Her long dark hair hangs down three or four inches below her shoulders. Her legs are shapely and well-toned. That gorgeous creature had just given him a fantastic blow-job. He realized what a lucky guy he is, knowing that any red-blooded man would change places with him in a flash. He heard the toilet flush as she got rid of his cum from her mouth, then the water in the sink ran as she brushed her teeth. The water was turned off, and she re-entered the bedroom. As she walked back to bed he drank in the full-frontal nudity view of his wife. Her triangle of jet-black pubic hair, under a perfectly flat stomach, contrasted nicely with her pale skin. Her narrow waist looked even nicer from the front. Her smallish, 'B' cup breasts bounced slightly as she walked toward him, without the slightest hint of sag. Her nipples were dark, a sure sign that she was sexually aroused.
She slid back onto the bed and snuggled close to him, her head resting on his shoulder, her hand stroking his chest. He had one arm around her shoulder, stroking her back. With his free hand, he gently brushed one of her nipples. The nipple puckered under his touch, and he knew that they would not be getting out of bed for a while yet.
"Good morning, Honey. How did you enjoy that?" she asked.
"You were magnificent, as always. Thanks. It's a great way to wake up in the morning."
"What were you dreaming about?"
"Huh? Oh, that? It was nothing."
"Don't lie to me" she giggled. "I can read you like a book. Maybe I should have asked '
Who
were you dreaming about?'" She plucked hard at his nipple, making him yelp with pain.