If you've read my other stories, you know I'm an adventurous kind of girl. Hiking, camping, trips and the like, many times accompanied by a guy.
Have had a long-time fling with my former boss, K. Linford Little, and we have cavorted in all kinds of places. Like the car (a lot) walking near the railroad tracks (hello engineer!) in a hotel window (up a way, viewed by taxi driver and a few walkers) and so forth. Excitement, a slice of danger and little things that get us off.
My head stores all of these sessions, and I remember them at times for some intense masturbatory exploits when the need arises. It's not common knowledge, I mean, it's not like other than readers many people know about these happenings. Obviously, the guy I was cavorting with knows, but only a couple really close friends have heard even a bit about my erotic exploits.
Much of the silence is directly aligned with the fact that Lin is terminally married. We have to be extra careful. Second, most of the other guys I've dated aren't as adventurous as the older man. He has the libido of a teenager. Always looking to push the envelope.
Still after more than a decade of an affair we get off with each other, and even share stories of our intimacies with others, like his wife or my boyfriends. That's hot too, talking about sex and sometimes getting other ideas.
One of the two friends I've confided a lot with is Anne, who I've known since high school. Back then she and I led the Wild Bunch which included Pam, Erin and Melissa. We were there for out losing our virginities (not there, but talking in the days afterward). Over the years we've talked about affairs, marriage, growing up and life in general.
Anne was always an instigator, the one who started making out with her boyfriend at an apartment at the shore when we snuck our boyfriends into the room --- something prohibited by our parents and the landlord couple. We did it, though, and late at night Anne and Tom started making out which led to her going down on her boyfriend while my date and I were holding each other on the couch across the room.
One thing led to another as we watched Anne fellate Tom, and soon I was on my knees next to our couch sucking off Rob. We held nothing back, having no shame. And when Tom climbed on top of Ann it wasn't long before I did the same with my date. We snuck glances across the room, watching a sort of life sex show while being stars in our own in the dim lighted room.
After the guys left we talked about the session, fingers working our pussies, masturbating right across from each other.
Anne always had a way of throwing ideas out that she had done (or wished she had done). She convinced me that blowing a guy near the river was not only hot, but allowed to know one's environment and add danger of being caught to the equation. Lin and I did just that, never thinking we'd be caught by a pair of fishermen who said "We know what you're doing" as they saw me jump off my knees and into Lin's arms to "protect" my naked boobs.
We had checked all over, but in getting into the lovemaking we weren't observant enough to see the guys come upon us through the trees fronting the river. Ooops.
Long story short, I had mentioned to Anne that we should rent a condo at the shore for the following summer. She'd been down and looked at a couple place, really liking one of them. In our conversation she suggested we go together, or, better yet, Lin and I look the place over.
"Most of the places are empty, and you to knock out a quickie after a nice ride down," she said. It was an enticing thought! Both Lin and I loved quickies, especially when there was a little bit of danger involved.
Thing is, Lin had a second home in one of the shore towns Anne found a place, so we'd have to be careful. But on the other hand, Lin didn't really know more than a couple people in town so it shouldn't be much of a problem.
On the Saturday in question Lin and his wife were down the shore closing down their house for the winter. He said he'd be able to get away easily for a couple hours, so a plan was hatched.
The place in question was more than three miles from his house, and we thought it totally safe. It was actually, as after we met Lin checked with his wife and she was miles south looking for some sale items at a home goods kind of store.
We looked at two rentals, both which had others looking them over on the nice winter day. Condo three, however, was totally vacant of prying eyes, and a very possible rental for Anne and I. It had everything we wanted, was newly renovated, and in our price range. Plus, from the deck, had a view of the ocean. What was not to like?
We had to hurry though as it was getting late and we'd agreed to check out the place before dark.
To inform you on the process, the potential renter stops by the appropriate agency and gets keys to several properties, speaking with a sales rep who does not generally accompany you to the places. You get keys and then are left on your own. That's almost too good to be true, but it is a fact.
The third condo was on the second floor, and as we looked around I was hooked on it. I called Anne and she agreed it was her favorite as well. She kidded me, asking if we had fooled around in the place.
Laughing, I said no, but was thinking about it.
Lin asked what I was laughing about, and I told him about Anne's comments. He said he was game if I was, and unzipped his fly.
"Whoa, cowboy, let's check things out a little more," was my quick reply, remembering that fisherman incident. Looking around rooms everything was indeed clear, so we locked the front door and looked outside to ensure no cars had pulled up. The coast was clear, and we sat on the living room couch and began making out.
That soon led to me slipping onto my knees and devouring Lin's cock. It was a slow, sensuous blow job, as I enjoyed the feeling of his cock growing in my mouth and his squirming on the couch. He asked me to take off my blouse, which I did, removing my bra as well. So, I must have looked good to him in only a skirt, sucking on his cock.
It was so hot stealing looks up and Lin, laying back on the couch and moving to my ministrations on his midsection. I jerked his cock as I sucked for a while, then treated him to a no hands blow job while I grasp his ass while bobbing my head on his dick. Lin was extremely talkative, telling me sweet nothings about how much he loved my oral activities, how
I was the best ever, and even admitting I was so much better than his wife. "You are incredible," he cried out after 15 or so minutes and I knew I was getting him close.
That knowledge was totally scuttled when we heard firm voices from the rear of the room.
