The hand laid an ice cube on the side of her neck. Katie gave a slight cringe, from its cold wetness making contact with her skin. The reaction it unleashed upon her was both searing and exhilarating. It was like feeling the first touch of rain after a long period under the sun; it brought a sigh to her lips. The hand slid the ice cube downward, leaving a wet trail from her neck region to her collar bone. Katie reached for the hand, caressed it, felt the manliness of it, not wanting it to stop what it was doing. The hand continued downward, making a circular motion as it came upon the swelling of her breasts. Katie jumped, and her sigh turned into a lengthy moan as she felt her nipples pop out from her areolas.
The ice cube left her front and a hand turned her over on her face. She arched her back and gave a joyful cry as the ice cube traveled down the length of her spine to the rising moons of her ass, making her quiver with delight. The feeling was intense, still the man didn’t stop. He held her up with his other hand placed on her abdomen and rolled the ice cube over each moon of her ass, drawing concentric wet circles over them, till finally spreading her ass apart and inserting the cube between. Katie’s hands gripped the bed sheet and goose bumps broke out on her arms.
“Ohhhh ... God! You’re killing me!” she muttered through gritted teeth.
The man spread her ass cheeks some more and inserted his tongue into the tiny aperture that was her asshole. His lips made a humming sound as he licked and sucked her; Katie meanwhile was going completely crazy.
Finally, the man let go of her and came forward from behind her back, leaned his face over her side and kissed her. He put the remains of the ice cube into his mouth and as they kissed, their tongues danced over each other till the cube melted away.
She squealed and said: “When are you ever going to stop teasing me like this?”
“I gladly would stop. Except every time I try, you seem to enjoy it even more,” the man replied, taking delight in her reaction; he enjoyed nothing more than unleashing the wildness that was in her. “Besides, you don’t want me to stop.”
“I’d really hate for that to ever happen.”
“I thought you would,” he said, as he then flipped her over on her back, and made her spread her legs wide. He gazed at her beauty and sucked air through his lips as his eyes ogled her nakedness. He leaned to the side and took out another ice cube from the ice pack he’d removed from the fridge and this time rubbed it against the underside of her left thigh.
“Uhhh ...” Katie sighed. “Rob, you can’t imagine what you’re doing to me.”
Rob dragged the cube from her thigh all the way to her navel, making her squirm under him, and from there took it downward to the tender bush growing between her legs. Katie’s body was no longer under her control or supervision as it went on squirming and writhing on the bed as if she’d just received a jolt of electricity. She bite down on her nails as her lips soon opened into a yearning cry as she felt herself explode into orgasmic delight.
“Oh my God! Oh my God, Rob!” she went on gasping hard for breath.
Rob went on doing what he was doing, pretending not to listen to her. Finally he came up to her on the bed and said: “Do you know what I’d like to do to you right now?”
****
“Do you know what I’d like to do to you later?” Rob’s mischievous-sound voice said into her ear. Katie held the phone tight to her ear, not wanting to miss a word of whatever it was he had to say.
“Oh please, do tell.” Already she could feel herself getting wet just from picking up the phone and knowing it was him at the other end. She was presently in her office. Upon hearing her phone ring, and finding out it was Rob calling, she’d hurried over and locked the door, wanting the privacy to be total. Now as she heard him talking, she lounged back on her chair, undid the top buttons of her blouse and reached into her bra to pinch her breasts, feeling her nipples become erect.
“What I’d like to do to you today,” Rob’s voice spoke seductively into her ear. “Is give you an ice cube bath.”
“Hmmm ... really? Sounds intriguing.” She raised herself a little, enough to enable her hike up her skirt, as she then laid her legs apart on her desk. Her hand left her breasts and slid downward to massage the throbbing wetness that was now yearning between her legs. Her eyes fell half shut.
“Yes, that’s what I’d like to do to you. I’d like to lie you on the bed, and then rub ice cube after ice cube over that luscious body of yours. I’d let the ice cube soak up your sweat ... rub it down from the base of your neck all the way to your breasts ... tickle those large round nipples of yours.”
Katie’s hand held tight to the phone while her other hand went on rubbing against her pussy. She couldn’t help it when her breath began sounding heavy each time her fingers brushed against the sensuous tip that was her clitoris.
“Uh-huh,” she murmured into the phone. “Tell me more.”
“I’d rub the ice cube all across your body ... let it rub around the under of your thighs and over into your pert, wet pussy ... I’d rub it over those fleshy ass of yours, dip it into your crack, and then I’d drill my tongue in there ... I wouldn’t stop until you beg for me to ... are you feeling me, Katie?”
“Ohhh yeah ... yeah, I’m feeling you, Rob. I’m feeling you deeply,” she moaned into the phone. Her mind had taken off like a NASA space rocket and was at present lost somewhere in the stars.
“You want to know what I’ll do to you next?” he whispered into her ear from the other end of the line.
“Oh Rob, don’t keep me hanging. Go on ... tell me.” Her hands were working on full thrust between the inside of her panties.
“I’m going to fuck you like you haven’t been fucked before ... like your man has never fucked you before ... it’ll be like that first time we met.”
Katie felt herself reach climax a second later. She sat there gasping and moaning at the same time into the phone’s mouthpiece, her mind traveled three months back in time, recalling the day her husband had introduced her to –
****
“Rob! Old boy, how has it been? How come you never once thought of dropping by all this time?”
Katie was just entering the living room from a connecting door that led from the kitchen when she overheard her husband’s voice. He was expecting some company over for dinner – old friends whom he hadn’t seen in a while – and Katie could only guess that one of such guests had arrived.
There was a tall man standing beside her husband wearing a summer jacket and a pair of blue jeans. His hair was dark, his appearance suave and charming. The moment Katie stepped into the room, his eyes obviously turned towards her direction; she found herself completely mesmerized by the firm gaze of his eyes; her husband was still busy caught in the moment to have known or gotten any hint of the signals that had just passed through between his wife and his guest. Though when he saw that he no longer had his attention, he turned and noticed his wife’s presence.
“Hi there, honey,” Donald her husband said to her, waving her to come forward, which she did. “I’d like you to meet Rob. An old friend of mine, though one whose been away from my sight for quite some time now.”
“Really? How nice to meet you, Rob.” She came forward and shook his hand; Rob returned her smile and handshake with warmness in his eyes.
“The pleasure is all mine, Mrs –”
“Please, it’s Katie. And you’re welcome to our home.”
Their other expectant guests had arrived a couple of minutes later. When they sat down to eat, Katie found herself sitting at the far end of the table across from Donald, with Rob to her right. Conversation flirted around the table even as they concentrated on the meal in front of them. Katie couldn’t help flirting with Rob, inquiring about what he did, how he and Donald got to know each other, and anything else he cared to share about his personal life.
Later that night, long after everyone had left and she was in bed reading the latest Grisham novel while Donald snored beside her, her mind reflected on whatever it was that must have gotten into her to behave as audaciously as she’d done. Perhaps it was the wine she’d drank – she recalled taking two glasses of it while she’d been sharing conversation with Rob – not minding about her husband’s other friends who were there. Before she could hold back herself, she’d slid her hand under the table cloth and began caressing his thigh. Rob expertly didn’t give out any obvious sign of noticing the presence of her touch; he simply went on sipping his chicken soup. Soon his left hand appeared under the table cloth and their fingers locked into each other. Leaving her hand, his fingers fell upon her knee and gently pulled her skirt backward, getting a good feel of her thigh. Katie could feel hot blood start to rise in her head. She reached her hand over the side of his thigh and held her breath when she caught a feel of his growing erection.
Rob then got up with an excuse of wanting to use the rest room. Katie offered to show him the way.
Up the stairs they went, but instead of showing him the rest room, Rob reached for her arm and she dutifully turned to face him and they’d wasted no moment in attacking each other. Their hands speedily fumbled and groped for each other, Rob’s hand reached under her skirt and cupped a hold of her ass while Katie had her own arms wrapped around his neck while their lips remained interlocked in an unending kiss.
Their intermission didn’t last more than a minute. Rob let go of her and reached into his wallet and took out a business card of his and instructed her to call him when she was free. She’d returned to the dining room while he’d spent some time inside the rest room before coming out to join them. Donald never suspected a thing.
