The soft morning sun streamed in the studio window bathing the room with light. I stared critically at the canvas I was working on thinking to myself, with a smile, that my sexual satisfaction was doing nothing for my creativity! Just then I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around me, and a pair of soft lips nuzzled through my hair tickling the back of my neck. I leaned back into his embrace, my smile widening, "Hmmm, I murmured, "You are up early."
"I woke up," his lips moved down my neck, sliding my silky robe aside, moving over my shoulder. "I could smell us, all over me. He spun me around and I realized he was still naked. I stared up at him, so aroused, it almost frightened me. He had such power over me. My lips moved over his chest, feeling the crisp hairs against my face, finding his hard male nipples and nipping lightly with my teeth. He moaned deeply and I realized, this power was a double edged sword.
John, my husband was out of town, again. Some might blame Lee, his boss, for sending him on all these trips, leaving me at home alone, vulnerable for weeks, but we all knew the unspoken truth. John had made a choice, his career was more important than his marriage and our relationship had changed as a result.
When he had first found out about my affair with his boss, Lee Taylor, I was surprised at his response. I had expected him to be angry, upset with me, instead he was pleased. As if Lee's interest in me, a man he highly respected, reflected back on himself, on his choice of a wife. Some days I wondered how much longer I would be his wife, but for now, our open marriage suited us both, suited our life style. I for one, was certainly not going to give up Lee, or the passion he stirred in me. It was an addiction and I, a willing addict.
Lee held the sides of my face, turning my lips up to meet his. We kissed eagerly, our mouths opening, our tongues entwining. My hands slid over his warm skin, up his arms over his broad shoulders, around his neck. My nipples hardened as they pressed against his chest. We did not even break the kiss as his hands reached down cupping my tight ass and lifting me to sit on the edge of my studio work table. I could feel his erection between us, hard and hot, pressing against me.
Lee's hands slid downward, unsnapping the fasteners on the silk teddy he had brought me. The turquoise color suited me. I spread my legs allowing him more access, he glanced downward, "Tsk, tsk, tsk," he shook his head, "We are certainly messy down here." He lowered his head and looked up at me with a grin, "May I kiss you there baby?"
"Hmmm, yes, kiss me there Lee," I demanded, "Use your tongue, lick me!"
His tongue flicked out, sliding along the warm skin of my inner thigh. He could taste us on me, taste the dried cum from our earlier tryst, and he lapped at it, cleaning my skin, teasing me, tempting me, causing me to squirm to the edge of the table. Just when I thought he was going to touch my pussy with that warm wet tongue of his, he retreated, moving back down my thigh. I groaned in frustration and spread my legs wider, "Nooo," I begged, "Don't stop, I need you baby, eat me. Now," I demanded. I reached for him, my hands sliding down the muscles of his strong back.
He kissed the skin of my inner knee, teasing me. I bit my lip, trying to be patient when I wanted to force his sweet mouth between my legs and thrust myself against his tongue. He glanced up at me, and I reached down cupping his face, turning him so he had to look down, down at me. The folds of my pink pussy were glistening. I tightened and cum oozed out. He stared at it, slipping slowly out of me. He watched as I reached down, slipping one finger into myself, scooping some out. I held my wet finger out to him, coaxing him to open his mouth, slipping it along his full lip, and then thrusting it in and out of his mouth, "Suck it baby," I ordered.
Still sucking my finger in and out of his mouth, he reached down grasping my calves and lifting them up, spreading them wide. "Lean back," he ordered me, lowering his head. I trembled, anticipating his touch, his head inches away. I could feel the heat of him and I moaned.
"Come on baby," I begged, "Do it, lick me, taste me..........dammit Lee, eat me" Ohhhh, the scent, the smell, he was driving me crazy. My head thrashed back and forth, needing his touch, wanting to feel him in me.
Suddenly he lowered his head, his tongue caressed the folds of my slit, his mouth covering my pussy, his tongue entering me. He lapped at me, teasing my clit, rolling his tongue inside of me. I arched against him as he slipped deeply inside of me, fucking me with his tongue, going deep for every drop. "Ohhh," I moaned, "Yes. Fuck me with your tongue. I need you so bad."
