Thankfully my wife left to return to Europe and work the morning after the 'thing' with Lou, as the following couple of days was exceptionally awkward being near and around her. I still had business in the city, so had planned to stay on for another couple of weeks. I didn't want to make eye contact but didn't want to appear somewhat off. Sitting at the dinner table with Lou, Rob and their girls was equally awkward and a couple of times I found Lou looking at me intently, a knowing smile spread across her face, those beautiful teeth strikingly white against her tanned skin. Fuck! As I pushed my pasta around my plate, I fretted Rob would sense the tension.
"Anything exciting happening over the past few days Mark?" Lou asked me casually but deliberately, the smile still radiant.
"Er, not really Lou," I replied, "still waiting on news of the new IT contract, but hopefully any day now."
"I'd put heavy pressure on them." said Rob, "Bloody lawyers always hold things up. Anything to increase billable hours."
I'd known Rob ever since I met and fell love with his younger sister, my wife, Samantha. Luckily, Rob and I got on famously, with shared interests in all things sport, business & wine. He was generous to a fault and was always happy to open a good bottle or two from his envious wine collection. Many a morning we cursed each other for our respective hangovers, but never seriously learned our lesson. Slightly built, Rob was fastidious about his weight and fitness, with running being a constant for him. I couldn't think of any worse an exercise, but each to their own.
A little later that week, I woke early, aware of a rocking noise. I didn't take too much notice in my sleepy state, but then heard a distinct series of pleasurable moans from across the hallway, and an ever-increasing rocking noise which culminated in heavy knocking and short intense guttural grunts. I was immediately turned on at the thought of them fucking and found my hand massaging my now not so sleepy cock.
A couple of minutes later and mid stroke, Rob knocked on my door offering a morning coffee. "Sure, yes please." I replied hastily, pulling up the bed sheet.
"What time you up and out today?" Rob asked.
"My first meeting is at noon." I responded.
"Lucky bastard." came the retort.
Coffee was duly brought through to the bedrooms, and without much fuss Rob was out the door and into the traffic and another day's work.
No sooner had the sound of Rob's car fade into the morning, I heard Lou call from behind her closed bedroom door. "Mark, could you pop in for a sec?"
"Now?" I asked, aware that this felt unusual.
"Yeah, if you're free." She sounded light-hearted.
"Gimme a sec." I rose, pulled on shorts and a tee shirt, stepped across the hallway and knocked on her bedroom door.
"Come in." she said.
I slowly opened the door to find Lou lying in bed, propped up by white pillows, folds of white bed sheet pulled up to her waist. She was wearing a thin, delicate strapped vanilla satin slip that contrasted against her deeply tanned arms and chest. A few faint, fine wrinkle lines ran downwards towards the deep hollow between her breasts, and her tousled honey blonde mane draped in scattered fashion across her shoulders. Fuck! She looked hot. I couldn't help taking in the two raised nubs of her hard nipples that stood proudly under sheer and almost stretched satin top.
Lou saw me looking and without attempting to cover up, simply smiled and said, "Close the door."
An instruction. I did so and turned back to face her. Something was up and I immediately felt anxious, standing there directly above her. Suddenly the room felt small and claustrophobic to me, uncomfortably intimate. She could sense it and seemed to take pleasure from it. Lou, stretched out below me, looked up and with a chuckle, softly said
"Take off your clothes."
"Excuse me?" I managed to stammer, taken completely by surprise.
"You heard me. Get your kit off."
"Lou, listen, what happened the other ..."
She cut me off.
"You are in no position to debate this, are you? So, get you kit off."
There was an awkward, pregnant pause as I tried unsuccessfully to calm myself. It wasn't excitement I felt, rather fear of the consequences of what might follow, for everyone involved. I slowly did as Lou instructed, peeling off first my t-shirt and then my shorts, and stood butt naked in front of her.
"And good morning to you too." Lou spoke directly to my limp dick, a bright smile spread across her tanned face, flashing brilliant white and perfectly formed teeth. God, she was beautiful from any angle.
Patting the other side of the king-sized bed, she continued, "Now be a good boy and come and lie on the bed next to me. And can you grab my red scarf on the dresser as you do."
A jumble of nerves, I walked around the bed collected the scarf and lay on Rob's side of the bed, trying to stay as close to the edge as possible, my hands instinctively covering my genitals.
"Come on," Lou chided, "scoot a little closer to me. I don't bite." The smile remained. She followed that with another instruction, "Lift your head quickly." As I did so, Lou took the scarf from me and rolling onto her right side towards me, folded it and deftly placed it over my eyes and tied it at the back.
"Can you see anything?" She giggled, her mouth suddenly close to my ear.