Eric acted casual at the dinner, making small talk with the rest of the people gathered. All Raymond's family, it being his father's birthday and all. They'd cooked a turkey, and Eric had volunteered to carve it. Really, it was an excuse to be in the kitchen. No one else was really paying attention to Eric and Amanda. They were caught up in their own conversations, oblivious to the magnetism of the wife and the guest. The kitchen was in plain sight though, so all the innuendo was confined to knowing glances and quiet flirtation. Their hands touched briefly as they prepared the meal, and it sent a charge up Eric's spine. He had to be careful not to show an erection, so he focused on the task before him. Sensing his urgency, Amanda laughed and went back to work as well.
As everyone took a seat at the table, Eric found himself sitting across from the couple. Raymond was caught up in a chat with his dad, while Amanda picked away at her food. She didn't seem to have much interest in eating. Eric had been asked a question about computers by one of Raymond's cousins and was attempting to answer it when he felt something graze his calf. He startled, and jerked his leg, only to look up and see Amada smirking. She was trying to seem innocent, just staring at her plate, but her upturned lip had a distinct air of mischief. Eric stuttered, regained his composure, and went back to talking to avoid drawing attention. A moment later, he felt it again. She slowly ran her foot up the inside edge of his leg, still staring at her food. As he spoke, he felt her foot inch its way up his thigh until it came to rest squarely on his crotch. Eric finished his sentence and made a point of getting back to his food. He couldn't trust himself not to react, and sure enough, as her foot slowly cradled up against his cock, it stirred and got hard for her. She playfully rubbed her foot against his manhood, edging it along. He was so hard it hurt, but both of them kept neutral faces. Eric decided right there that he was going to fuck Amanda that night, whether Raymond approved or not. Amanda kept her game of footsies up, keeping Eric hard and wanting, until Raymond, who was oblivious to all the fun going on, asked Amanda to find a work contract that he wanted to show his father. Amanda quickly withdrew her foot, leaving Eric aching, but unable to complain. She tottered off to find the paper, but when she returned, she handed them the document, and took her plate to the kitchen. It seemed fun at the dinner table was over, but Eric was dying to have that woman. He waited, and watched, as she gathered up the plates and began clearing the table. Eric helped again, but only after he could stand without showing a tent in his pants. She was toying with him the whole time, and he began to think she was just egging him on for her own amusement. Maybe she just wanted to tease. It didn't matter. Eric was going to do something about it.
His moment came a little while later, as everyone had settled back into the living room. After seeing that everyone had a coffee, Amanda wandered off into the back of the house to put on a sweater, as the evening had turned a bit chilly. Seeing his opportunity, Eric slipped off under the pretense of using the washroom. He caught Amanda as she rounded the corner of the hallway and pulled her into the bedroom. She was so caught off guard by surprise that he easily maneuvered her through the door and shut it behind them. He quickly spun her around so that she was facing the door and pressed her into it.
"What are you doing?" she hissed. "We can't be in here like this, there's people here!"
"Hush" he said, quietly. "You've been teasing me all night and I need this."
His right hand slipped under the edge of her dress and went straight to her ass. She opened her mouth to protest, but he had anticipated exactly that. With his left, his strong, bear paw hand slid across her face and clamped over her mouth. His hand was like a vice and covered her jaw. She couldn't scream if she wanted to. She did try to struggle a bit, terrified of being discovered like this by her husband's family. It was no use. He wasn't very tall, but he was broad and strong. His bulky frame easily pinned her against the wall. If her struggling was any challenge to him, he gave no sign of it. He completely ignored her protests and resumed exploring her tight ass with his free hand. She shivered as she felt his hand slip into her panties, the bare flesh of her ass being roughly manhandled. He squeezed and groped at will, taking her flesh as his plaything. She felt his fingers slip in between the soft cheeks of her ass, and she tried to clamp down, to stop him going further. It was no use. He was like a man possessed and determined to explore her depths and satisfy his need. His fingers rudely plied her cleft apart and found themselves sinking directly into her pussy. She groaned involuntarily into his palm, which was still gripped over her face. The pain of being violated like this was too much of a turn for her to resist. She immediately became wet; her lust being activated by instinct. It betrayed her intention to behave. She wanted this, and he knew it. Of course, that didn't matter. He was going to take what he wanted, regardless. They had come too far not to. As he fingered her with reckless force, she felt his thumb come to rest against her asshole. It rubbed her tight hole in a circle, which she enjoyed. Of course, that was as far as she went with her ass. Or so it had been, but now she felt his thumb begin to press into her. She tried to signal that that was enough, too much, really, but he was not responding to her signals at all. He knew she couldn't make too much noise, or they'd be found out. He was ruthless in his pursuit. His thumb inched its way into her ass, and she couldn't help but make a small yelp though his hand.
"Shhh!" he admonished. "They'll hear you."
And with that, he withdrew his hand from both holes in a single jerk, let go of her mouth, and grabbed her hips. She could speak now but she was as urgent as he was by this point. Without being asked, she lifted her dress to expose her panty covered ass. He grabbed them, and gave them a sharp, upward jerk. Just as the fabric began to really bite into her pussy and ass, they ripped, and he tore them off of her in a single pull, before stuffing them into his pocket. Her sex now exposed, he dropped to his knees and buried his face in her ass. Now it was her turn to cover her mouth, as his tongue barged into every crevice it could reach. His beard tickled against her bare flesh, heightening her sensitivity. She felt his mouth explore her most delicate regions, and the beginning of an orgasm building. Normally, she took her time to get off, but this was so wrong, so risky, she was too excited to hold off. In less than a minute, she pushed against his face and her whole lower body shook. She quietly groaned and rode her orgasm out until it finally subsided.
"Oh fuck...." Was all she could whisper.
