As you will recall from our previous story; Rick, my golfing partner, had a hot date with my wife. My wife was more than happy to arrange a date for me with Rick's wife Lisa. Lisa is five years older than her husband, but doesn't look it. She is an attractive brunette with a short hair style. She is 5'8" and about 130 lbs. She has smaller tits than my wife, but her legs are as good. In fact, in a short dress the best way to describe her is 'LEGS'. I did find out from my wife that Lisa was totally shaved which I love. By day she is a conservative and reserved teacher. By night she is a hot and sluttish wife.
My date with Lisa was scheduled for Friday night. (We moved our golf match to Thursday, because I was taking Lisa to a quaint and historic city on the Wabash River and it was about a two hour drive.) A different golf course (look for the smile face and bowtie water tower); but the same result...me 'beating him like a drum'. I felt bad beating him at golf knowing that for the next twenty-four hours, I would be romancing and fucking his wife while he had to 'beat his meat'. Hopefully, giving him another date with my wife would lift his spirits.
After picking Lisa up at her house, we headed up the highway. Lisa was dressed in tight black jeans, melon colored camisole, melon plaid shirt, and coordinating dress sandals. More than casual, but very hot. I decided against the interstate route and opted for a more scenic journey. While we were driving, Lisa and I discussed a whole array of subjects including Rick, her career, her kids, her long term goals, her marriage (which was as strong as mine), sports and leisure activities, and even current events. I was amazed at how intelligent and balanced a person she was.
As we drove the last ten miles, Lisa began to discuss the date plans. Smiling Lisa said, "I know that the restaurant we're eating at tonight has been advertised on television and it is named after a flowering plant. But can you tell me about what its specialty dishes are?"
With a tone of authority, I said, "Well, several items; but what I like best is the duck in plum sauce with cranberries. Also, the pecan breaded chicken with apples and a caramel sauce is excellent. They even have chateaubriand for two, which was so popular about forty years ago. I thought maybe we could order the duck and pecan chicken and share."
With a giggle Lisa said, "Sounds good to me. I guess that we will be sharing many things before getting home tomorrow."
Agreeing I said, "In the summer we need to come here as a foursome for their dinner theater. In fact, if we take a few extra days; we can drive across the state to another nice bed and breakfast on the Ohio River."
"That sounds great! What the heck is this?" Lisa said with a quizzing look.
Laughing I said, "It's just an old and narrow toll bridge. Our destination is on the other side."
As we rolled off the bridge and into the town, Lisa exclaimed, "I love the charm of this place. Look at those old homes. They're neat!"
In response I said, "Let's go and check into the inn. Then we can walk to town and go through the antiques shops and gift stores."
With a sly grin, Lisa responded, "First, let's have a little fun and then we can shop."
Once we were in the room, Lisa remarked, "I like the rustic decor and the fireplace is nice. Did you notice how the wooden plank floors squeak?"
Nodding, I explained, "Yes and since the floors are not carpeted, I packed a foam mattress and sheet for in front of the fireplace. Also, that's why I got the first floor; so that we don't keep the neighbors up all night."
With a smile Lisa said, "So your plans are to have wild sex all night?"
Smiling back, I said, "Yes and I am hoping to go home tomorrow with a sexual hang over! Now what kind of fun did you want to have before we go shopping?"
As Lisa kicked off her sandals and began removing her jeans, she said, "All day the anticipation of this date has caused me an increased arousal and sexual tension. I need to have an orgasm to relax and stop my clitoral itch. The whole drive I could feel my clit and was aware of my vaginal area." With the last word she stepped out of jean and laid on the edge of the bed. She spread her legs and requested of me, "Remove my panties and eat my pussy."
As I knelt down, I remembered why I liked the added height of older beds. My head was at the perfect height to view and eat Lisa's pussy. Slowly I slid her thong down and over her knees and feet. My eyes feasted upon a beautiful shaved and smooth treasure. I noticed that she had a labia piercing and a tattoo. With a big grin, I said, "What's with the bee hive tattoo?"
Impatiently Lisa said, "I'll tell you the story later tonight. For now just get eating on my pussy, big boy."
I wasn't going to argue. I dove between her legs and started to lick her clit. As she moaned, I softly bite her clit and sucked her labia. I liked the feel of her gold ring in my mouth. Of course, I liked the feel of her pussy better. I licked and sucked every part of her pussy. I tongue-fucked her pussy and licked her ass. I even tongue-fucked her anus. I replaced my mouth with my finger and inserted it up her ass hole. She moaned and begged me to lick her clit faster and harder. After about five minutes, I could feel waves of orgasmic contractions in her vagina and ass hole.
As I stood up and began to unzip my pants to fuck her, she said, "Hold on there Mr. Wonderful, save that for later. We need to stroll the town before it gets too late."
All that I could say was, "What??"
Lisa said consolingly, "Don't worry; your tool will get a work out tonight and tomorrow morning. I guarantee it, or I'll refund all of your expenses times two. Let me quickly clean up and we can go."
As we walked the quiet streets, I enjoyed holding Lisa's hand and occasionally kissing her. As we browsed the gift shops and antiques stores, I was amazed at how knowledgeable Lisa was about the value of items and how to tell fakes and reproductions. We purchased a Toby mug for Rick and a copper garden frog for my wife. I discovered that Lisa collected glazed corn pieces. Oh, the city girl with the country flare.
Upon returning to the inn and our room, Lisa and I got naked and stepped into the shower. Lisa mentioned, "Let's shower together, but I want to get dressed without you present. I want the outfit that I am wearing tonight to be a surprise."
I said, "No problem, after I get dressed I'll walk the grounds outside. You come and find me."
Once in the shower, Lisa began to wash my back and ass with soap. I turned around and she washed my chest and cock. Almost, instantaneously, I had an erection as I played with her tits and fingered her pussy. Lisa continued to stroke my erection with the sudsy washcloth. I moved around her and pressed my hard cock into her ass crack. As she bent forward, the water from the shower flowed down over her back and ass crack. I slowly entered her pussy with my cock. Grabbing her hips, I began to powerfully pull her back and forth on my erection. Lisa fingered her clit as my cock pounded her pussy. Before long, I ejaculated inside her wet pussy.
Lisa said, "Cumming already and the evening is still young. I hope that you have enough energy to finish the night, because I haven't had enough orgasms yet."
"I wouldn't worry about that, I took a Cialis." I responded back.
Lisa laughed and said, "You know that one of the side effects is an erection that could last over four hours. And you should seek medical attention."
Jokingly I said, "If that happens, the only attention I am seeking is YOU!"
After dressing, I walked outdoor and along several paths. I ended at the indoor pool. As I was testing the water's temperature I heard a voice calling my name. I yelled out, "Lisa, I am here by the indoor pool. Come through the rose garden and down the path. Be careful of the sandstone steps, they're slippery."
Just as I was opening the sliding door, Lisa appeared. She looked fabulous. She was dressed in a short, sleeveless, and clinging cream colored dress with a hem that was gathered in the center almost to her crotch. Her hose and heels matched the dress. It was apparent that she was not wearing a bra. However, I inquired, "I bet that you don't have anything on under that dress?"
Lisa said, "That's for me to know and for you to find out later. This is a nice pool, may be we can take a swim after dinner." I responded back, "No, I don't think that we will have the time. After dinner we're going to take a horse-drawn carriage ride. May be we can take a dip tomorrow."
As the hostess seated us in the dining room, Lisa was the center of attention. Not only did the guys stare, but the gals looked also. Instead of sitting across from Lisa, I purposely sat next to her. In addition to sharing our dinners of duck and pecan breaded chicken, we shared each other's bodies. I was constantly stroking her thighs and knees and she was feeling the front of my pants. After dinner as we left the dining room, I hoped no one saw the tent in my pants. As was planned, the carriage was in front of the restaurant. As Lisa stepped up into the carriage, I was able to tell that she was not wearing panties.