Wife Wants a Hall Pass

We had several more conversations. Linda and Bobby also communicated and the girls were on the phone with each other, constantly. We exchanged photographs by mail. Michelin was not a raving beauty but she wasn't hard to look at either. All of us were living in unbearable anticipation. Time seemed to drag on.

Sixteen days later, Linda and I touched down in Edinburgh, Scotland.

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We were herded into a queue and scrutinized by a customs agent. It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. A very nice young man asked if we had anything to declare and the purpose of our visit. He stamped our passports and that was it. He didn't ask about our luggage, which we hadn't even collected yet.

We came out of customs and Linda handed me her small carry-on case and ran across the hallway. She kissed the big Scotsman standing there. Michelin walked up to me. She looked up at me through her most beautiful baby blues and said, "I would like to be kissed that way.

Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as if I was a high school boy on his first date.

I dropped my bags to the floor and gathered her close to me. I kissed her passionately. She snuggled closer and returned the kiss enthusiastically. The monster moved enough that she felt him.

She said, "You are easily excited," and giggled.

I replied, "I can't wait to be in bed with you."

She asked, "Can you wait an hour? It is over a two-hour drive to the estate so, The Laird booked rooms for us. If we spend the night here, we can drive leisurely, in the daylight, tomorrow.

She led me to where Linda and Bobby were standing. Linda was holding on to one of his arms as if she thought someone was going to try to take him away from her. Bobby was just staring at me. I asked. "Is something wrong, Bobby?"

He gathered himself and responded. He said, "Oh, I hope that tis, not the case, Sir. I just don't think I can make myself believe this is happening, Mr. Bowman."

I said, "I don't think you will be disappointed but I do have a small problem." I saw him tense up. "I went on, "I don't like being called, Sir or Mr., in a social situation. Please be comfortable, addressing me as Luke."

He visibly relaxed and Linda giggled as she laid her head against his upper arm. The ice was broken.

Bobby said, "Quite so, Luke." He smiled and we shook hands. He continued, "I have booked rooms at our finest hotel. I suggest we have dinner there. We can drive to the estate in the morning if that is agreeable.

I said, "I'm sure that's okay with Linda and me. Let's find our luggage. I asked, "Do I need to rent a car for the week?"

Bobby replied, "Certainly not. You will be free to use any of the vehicles at the estate. I have anything you could need. My insurance is set up for clients to drive my vehicles so you are covered. The local constabulary will honor your Texas driving license. The car I have brought is plenty ample for the four of us to travel, tomorrow."

We collected our luggage and everything did fit in the car. It was a very old but well maintained Bentley.

Bobby saw that I was impressed. He said, "It is a 1964, S3. It belonged to my father. This was 1987. The car was twenty-three years old and looked brand new.

Dinner was wonderful. It was a family style pot roast with potatoes, peas and carrots all cooked together. We had a nice red wine with our meal and coffee with dessert. Dessert was very special, indeed. It was a blackberry cobbler served hot with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. I commented, "The cobbler is like what we have at home and the Ice cream taste like Blue Bell, doesn't it Linda?"

Bobby laughed. He said, "I developed a taste for this dessert while I was in your country. This is no cheap imitation. I had the blackberries and the Blue Bell flown in. The ice cream, of course, was frozen and the berries are from a farm near Athens, Texas. They were canned but that was the best I could do, this time of year. I brought them here and gave the recipe to the chef. I wanted the two of you to feel a touch of home."

I said, "Thank you, Bobby. You are very thoughtful." I paused a second and asked, "Is it bedtime yet?"

The girls came to attention. Michelin giggled and I saw a shiver run through Linda. She just had one of her mini orgasms with Bobby, by just holding his arm. Bobby, of course, didn't notice. He was very nervous and oblivious to how turned on she was.

Bobby just looked at me. He said, "You are very forward my new friend. Please bear with me. I have thought about Linda many times over these last ten years. I am still having a little trouble getting my head around what is happening here."

Linda whispered loud enough for all of us to hear, "Let's go to bed, we can talk some more tomorrow."

I tried to put money on the table. Bobby stopped me. He said, "You are my guests this week. I know Scots have a reputation for thrift but I would be proud if you spent no money while you are here. He wiggled his large handlebar mustache.

I said, "Thank you." I stood and helped Michelin to her feet. I looked at Linda and said, "Have a good night, Sweetheart."

She smiled and squirmed in her chair. Her hand went to her pendant and she blew me a kiss. She said in a muted tone. "I love you, Luke."

I allowed Michelin to lead me away. She knew the way to our room and she had the key.

As I followed her, I took the opportunity to examine her look. I would guess she was five feet and five or six inches. Willowy, was the word Bobby used to describe her body. It was accurate. As she walked, her body swayed like a willow tree in a light breeze.

He eyes were blue and bright. She had beautiful teeth and her skin was fair. Her hair was very dark but not black. It was stacked on her head but her temple locks hung loose and framed her face beautifully. They had some curl in them.

She was dressed in a light brown tweed jacket over a white blouse that was open at the neck. Her skirt was tweed that matched the jacket. It was form fitting but loose enough that she could walk easily.

She was walking easily and I couldn't take my eyes off the movement of her well-formed ass. The monster was begging for release. Her shoes had enough elevation in the heels to give her calf muscles perfect definition. She was definitely a good-looking woman. Truthfully, she's not quite in Linda's class.

We arrived at our room. We walked in and I noticed my luggage was there. I didn't need anything but my toiletry kit. I kissed her and said, "I need a shower. I feel like I have airplane gunk sticking to my skin.

She said, "I want to bathe you. We helped each other undress. I took her jacket off and the blouse under it was extremely sheer. It was see through. She wasn't wearing a bra and she didn't need one. Her tits were shaped nicely and proportioned perfectly. I was mesmerized for a few seconds when I saw them. I thought, "I know she did that to me on purpose." I couldn't keep my hands off them. I didn't even try. The monster was going nuts. He was hard like a hickory club.

She raised her arm and pulled one pin from her hair and it cascaded in folds that reached a foot below her shoulders. Her hair was thick and richly luxuriant. It capped her female form exquisitely.

I unbuttoned the blouse and got a nipple in my mouth. She moaned and let me suck for a few seconds then pushed me away.

She said, "Settle down, Luke. We won't make it to the shower." I came partially back to my senses.

In the shower, we washed each other. When we were finished and rinsed, she dropped to her knees. She held the monster in both her hands. From my perspective, it looked as though she was doing a visual inspection.

She said, "Your cock is magnificent. Linda used that word when she described it to me. I see now, what she meant." She took as much as she could in her mouth. Her gag reflex was very sensitive. I slid the monster to the top of her throat and she gagged violently. Speaking to the monster in my mind, I said, "There is no way she is going to swallow you, son. Be happy to be where you are."

So... She wasn't a sword swallower. She was damn good at what she could do. Her enthusiasm more than made up for her lack of ability. She sucked, licked caressed and teased. She had me at the edge in seconds. She sensed that I was close and she took me a little closer before she spat me out. She stood up and said, "Not yet. I want that magnificent thing inside of me."

I said, "We can do that." I turned the shower off and carried her to the bed. We didn't dry. I laid her on top of the cover and immediately went down on her. I licked her outer lips and then took her clitoris in my mouth. I slipped a finger into her pussy. She was as wet on the inside as she was on the outside. I touched her G-spot and felt her whole body quiver.

My intent was to give her first orgasm with foreplay right then. Next in my plan was to allow the monster to violently assault her and go with her when she had her second one. She wasn't having that.

She said, "I'm about to cum. I want your cock inside me right now. Fuck me hard."

I followed her instructions. I assumed the missionary position and the monster easily found his way inside her. I fucked her hard and fast.

Her orgasm began almost immediately. I managed to hold the monster in check. She went to the height of her climax and started down. I thrust into her powerfully and her second orgasm pulsed through her body in a matter of another minute. I didn't even try to restrain myself this time. My first orgasm with her was everything I had anticipated. My toes curled and I actually saw stars as we merged in orgasm simultaneously.

I had collapsed on top of her and she was supporting most of my weight. I made an effort to roll off her. She whispered, "Stay where you are. I want your cock to stay inside me."

The monster was only semi-stiff but that was enough for me to shove him all the way in. I made him jerk one time and she squeezed him and held him for a short time.

The whole episode couldn't have lasted more than a few minutes. It was really just a damn fine quickie. I resolved to do better later.

The monster eventually gave up completely. I rolled onto my back beside her. I felt her shiver. I realized she was cold. We were wet and the temperature in the room must have been in the low sixties. I went to the bathroom and brought a towel back to her. She took it but jumped up and said, "Give me a minute.

She went into the bath and closed the door. A few minutes later, I heard the shower running and went to rinse off with her. I thought, "I bet she would taste like strawberries."

We laughed and giggled together. I took the opportunity to inspect her naked body both visually and by touch. She had a few small stretch marks on either side of her abdomen. Her tummy was not quite as flat as Linda's was but I couldn't find anything seriously wrong or out of place.

I thought, "If she belonged to me, I would run her around my lake a few times a week and she would be as hard as Linda in a little while." She was enthusiastic when we interacted in any way and she laughed easily. She was definitely going to be a fun playmate. She met all my expectations. I was thrilled just being close to her.

As we dried, I asked her, "Do you think there is a bar in this room?"

She answered, "I'm sure there is. If you will make me a warm spot in bed, I will find us a drink. What would you like?"

I said, "I drink a Canadian blended whiskey at home. I'll bet you don't have that here."

She giggled and said, "We don't all drink scotch. I'll bet you want Crown Royal and a double."

I said, "Please and two cubes of ice would be nice."

I crawled in bed and she went to the bar. She brought me a perfect drink and returned to the bar. I heard a champagne cork pop. She returned to the bed sipping from the bottle. She said this is wasteful. I can't drink it all but I am celebrating our first night together. She let me taste it. It was good but I'm not a wine drinker.

She asked, "Are you in my warm spot?" I was beginning to see what Linda saw in accents. Michelin's voice sounded like music.

I replied, Yes, I think I am." I tried to mimic her voice. She sipped her wine and laughed at me. I pulled the covers back for her and moved a bit to let her take the warm spot. She crawled in beside me. Her naked body felt cool and very smooth.

I drew her closer to me and said, "I love a cold room. We will have to snuggle to keep each other warm."

She nipped at my earlobe with sharp little teeth and giggled. She whispered, "I think it's going to be very hot in this bed before the night is over." Her accent seemed more musical to me.

I finished my drink and she had a few more sips of her champagne. We snuggled down in the bed and I pulled the covers over our heads for a few minutes. When we both felt warm and comfortable, I took her hand and wrapped her fingers around the monster. He was beginning to come to life again. She got the message. She squeezed him and moved her hand up and down his length.

She asked, "May I ask a question?"

I said. "Sure, anything you like."

She asked, "How do you want to have sex with me this week."

I answered her truthfully. I said, "I am pretty much a plain vanilla kind of guy. My favorite place to have an orgasm will be deep inside you. That is exactly where Mother Nature wants it to happen. I also enjoy oral sex. I will want to make you cum that way and I will want to cum with you at least once that way, while we are together."

I paused and then said, "I know that sounds pretty bland but I will enjoy doing anything you ask, for your pleasure. I will draw the line at pain. I won't hurt you more than just a little bit and I certainly will not harm you."

She didn't ask any more questions. She slipped down and took my hardening member in her mouth. She sucked and rolled him with her tongue. I got very hard very quickly. My body was responding very well to the Laird's girlfriend.

I asked her, "Would you like to be on top?"

She answered musically, "Oh yes, Luke. I would very much enjoy having you that way." She threw a leg over me and rose to her knees. She helped the monster as he slid inside her. She laid her body on top me and I thrust up into her. Soon she was responding to my movement. Slowly and gently, we were fucking each other. The feeling was sublime. We enjoyed ourselves for a long time. Half an hour later, I felt her excitement rise. She shifted her position slightly so that the monster was touching her sweet spot. I heard her start to whimper and moan. In a soft voice, she said, "I'm Cumming, Luke."

I thrust into her gently but let her have this one on her own. When it was over, she didn't stop her grind. If she was having little orgasms, I couldn't tell. She knew she could have another big one. Ten minutes later, her tempo increased and she came again. I helped her a little more this time but let her go over the top alone, again.

When she finished, I allowed her to relax for a few minutes then rolled her onto her back and slid the monster in and out slowly but forcefully. She was tired but she tried to help anyway. I said, "This one is for me. Just be still. Allow me to make my own pleasure."

She became perfectly quiet and allowed me to use her body as I wished. My plan was to make her cum again whether she wanted to or not. I didn't think she knew she could. I did her slowly for about ten minutes. My effort was slight. I was pacing myself. I felt her convulse weakly around me. "That was a little one," I thought.

She started to move and roll to my thrust. She had realized she could cum again. I fucked her harder. She pulled my face to hers and kissed me. Her legs wrapped around me and her vocalizations became more urgent. A few seconds later, her breath became ragged. She tried to scream but it came out like a long gasping gurgle. She was cumming harder than she had before.

At this point, I lost control. I became selfish. I modified my attack on her to enhance my own pleasure. I pounded her pussy and held the monster deep as my spasms occurred. Half a minute later, it was over.

We were so hot under the blankets. I had to throw them off us. Michelin lay under me whimpering and gasping for air. I rolled off her. The monster had already started to deflate.

We lay there for maybe ten minutes. I was recovering nicely and Michelin had become quiet and relaxed. I felt her stir and she slipped out of my arms. She rose from the bed and went to the bath. She was back in a few minutes with a wet cloth and a towel. She cleaned the monster and dried him. I could smell strawberries.

She lay down beside me and drew the covers back over us. I drew her close and said, "That was nice of you."

She replied, "Linda said you would always want me to be sparkly."

I laughed a little and said, "I won't require you to be a fanatic about it. I will always need a little cuddle time after action like we just had."

She giggled and said, "I think we both need cuddle time right now." I helped her snuggle closer to me and I heard raindrops hitting the windowpanes. Lying here with this strange woman was wonderful. It was a cool rainy night and we were warm and dry. I experienced deja vu. It seemed as though we had done this many times before. This had been our first time together and I had felt totally comfortable with her from the start.

After several minutes, she asked, "Are you still awake?"

I answered, "Yes but barely."

She was holding the monster in her hand. She squeezed him gently. She said, "The Laird fucked me that way when he was younger. I hadn't realized how much he had slowed."

I answered, "The two of you probably just became more used to each other. Sex between us is new. It will just naturally be more arousing and therefore more intense."

She replied, "No, he is starting to feel his age."

I decided to brag a bit. I said, "We can do it again if you like."

She called my bluff by bending the monster double. She giggled then, but said, "I am well satisfied. All that is left for you to do is hold me, while we sleep." Then she added, if Linda is used to this, she is not as satisfied as I am right now. The Laird has fallen asleep, after one orgasm. He could not have lasted long with Linda. He was too excited just by her presence."

I said, "Don't worry about Linda. She is a big girl in a small body. She will take care of that situation. She could make a dead man horny."

Michelin said, "Maybe that is true for one night but we will have to help her through the week."

I asked, "Do you want to have sex with her?"

She answered, "I think I would enjoy that, but she is going to want some time with you. I want all of you that I can have but you should always hold something in reserve for her."

I said, "There is something I would like to know about Bobby."

She said, "What would you like to know?"

I asked, "Does he have any fetishes that are away from the mainstream?"

She replied, "I don't consider anything we have done together abnormal but you might. What do you mean?"

I said, "We were involved with a couple once. We liked them very much at first but had to end the relationship because of their deep involvement in BDSM. I guess I am asking if Bobby will ask Linda to do anything kinky."

She answered, "We have never even tried that kind of thing. The Laird does enjoy buggery if that counts."

I asked, "What is buggery?"

She answered, "It is a term used in the UK to describe sodomy. The Laird enjoys having anal sex with me, occasionally. I am sure he will have Linda that way if she will allow it. He will not hurt her and certainly would not force her in any way."

I thought, "Here we are, talking about butt fucking again." I asked, "Do you enjoy having sex that way?"

She answered, "Conditionally, I have to say yes. The Laird is very good at making the experience pleasurable for me. We only do it once-in-a-while, two or three times a year. He enjoys it very much. I find myself looking forward to it when I know it is going to happen. I have never done it with anyone else." She giggled and said, "Linda and I spoke about this on the phone once. She said you wouldn't be interested but I will do it with you if you like."