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."
