This was how to spend a hot summer's afternoon, mused Lucy as she watch the voile curtain fluttering in the breeze at the open window. That breeze caressing and stroking her body as surely as she felt Richards hand stoking and caressing her arm. The "red eye" had landed her back in England earlier that morning, and Richard, true to his word had been there to meet her.
"You need to stay awake Lou, then an early night tonight." He said, as his welcome home kiss brushed her cheek, "And I have the answer to all your jet lag problems."
Her job had taken her to her parent companies head office in Chicago, and for the last four weeks they had been apart. He took the handle of her suitcase and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and Lucy was suddenly very glad to be home. So here they were several hours later - showered, lunched and now warm and lazy, after a truly wonderful love making session, spooning in the middle of Richards big bed.
"So Lucy, tell me all about it", his soft words breaking through her doze.
"Well," she sighed, "the training on the new program went well. I worked on a couple of projects at their end - just to make sure I had a handle on it, before I brought the system home to implement here."
Richard stroking had now moved to her thigh and his other arm slid underneath her and circled her waist. Then punctuating his next sentence with little kisses along the line of her shoulder, nape to arm, he added.
"No Lucy. Tell. Me. All. About. It!" Then adding as a fingers came up to pinch a nipple, "Or should I say him."
Lucy rolled over to face her lover of nine months in the eye. "Why on earth would you think there was 'a him'?" The look on her face could either be of shock or horror that she had been found out so easily.
A wry grin crept across Richards face, as he used a finger to trace the line of her jaw and leaned in to gently kiss her nose, before very firmly rolling her back on her side and cradled her back into his lap.
"Lucy, Lucy - I know your body better than you do. You have been shielded and reserved ever since I picked you up; and now your body has really relaxed." He said adding as he continued his gentle stroking down the length of her body. "No secrets tell me, I promise I don't mind, I just want to know."
Lucy thought, well they seemed to be an item, but they hadn't promised not to see anyone else, it had just turned out that way; well until her visit to the States that is. So she wondered how to start, how to explain that it was just lust and loneliness on her part. This was new territory for her, and she was uncertain of his reaction, but the uncertainty didn't last long. Richard continued to give her encouraging kisses along the line of her shoulder, and to emphasize his point he started nudging his now stiffening cock into her behind. Lucy was stunned, surely he wouldn't get a hard on if he was cross or jealous.
As his fingers raked into her hair, massaging her scalp, he uttered one word, "Please!"
"Okay, okay - what do you want to know... name, age, prospects or just details of the fuck!" Lucy's voice sounded hard in her throat.
So with kisses raining across her neck and back and with a very firm slap on her bum, she relented. Took a deep breath and let it go in a sigh.
"His name is William - Will. He's a Brit actually. Welsh I think, but been in the States for a long time." She paused and pondered, "Older than us by a little. Early 50's I would imagine. He was the first liaise for the project. They put us together, fellow countrymen and all that."
Richard went back to stroking her arm, as he waited for her to continue.
"Well he was nice, pleasant and we hit it off really well and for the first two weeks it was all work. Then, the second weekend he invited me over to his place for dinner, to meet his wife - she's American - and all was well."
Lucy pulled herself up on her elbow and took a sip of water from the glass on the bed side table. Then, as she sank back down onto the bed, Richards cock slipped between her legs and through the lips of her pussy being held, snug in the warm, wet channel it found.
"Well, as the third weekend approached, Will asked me what I was doing for the weekend. I said nothing much. The weather was looking good so I would probably head out to the lake. He said that his wife was out of town - Their daughter was having a baby shower, so she was away." Lucy paused wondering how to continue.
Richard cock continued its gently slide through her pussy lips, the tip gently nudging her clit, and his hands now splayed out on her hips holding her tight into his lap.
Taking a deep breath she continued "Anyway, somehow that Saturday afternoon, found him in my hotel room, waiting for me to finish changing - or so I thought, before we headed down to a marina that he knew. I came out of the shower and realized that I had forgotten my clean panties and they were in the main room. So I wrapped a large towel around me, intending to do the quick dash to the wardrobe and back."
Lucy tried to spin to face him, but was held firmly in place, seated in his lap - and his cock continuing its relentless tattoo on her clit. So she just dropped her head and gave into the inevitable.
"Next to the wardrobe," Lucy continued, "was one of those long floor mirrors, free standing on a hinge so you can angle it... Cheval mirror I think it's called. Anyway, I could see his reflection in the mirror as I rummaged through the drawer. I saw him stand and walk towards me. He put his hands on my shoulders and kissed my neck."
Lucy ran her hand down her neck as if still feeling the touch. Richard moved a hand into the middle of her back and gently pushed her, just a couple of inches forward. As he did his cock slid back into the welcoming hold of her channel.
"Go on." He encouraged as he slid even deeper into her.
"Then he turned me, so I was standing directly in front of the mirror. Looking at me through our reflections, he peeled my towel away; and I just let him. Then he stood back and said "Stay there - just like that" and never breaking eye contact he started stripping his clothes off."
Lucy ran her hand down Richards leg as she spoke, and he rocked his hips slowly, calming her - reassuring.
"Then he was behind me, totally naked. His hands slipped around me and cupped my breasts, pinching my nipples - pulling on them. His voice was soft and cooing - like I was a child. His words we gentle but compelling, I was lost."
Richards hands were mirroring her words, and his fingers flicked her nipples as his cock continued the slow rocking motion in her quim.
Lucy continued, "His hands ran down over my tummy, and his fingers met in my groin so he could pull my pussy lips apart. He groaned, saying that I was perfect, and that he couldn't wait to bury himself in me. His cock was long, slender and very strong. He angled it so that it ran through my pussy lips, and I could see the head just peek out the front as he nudged my clit. I tried to angle myself so that I could get it to slide in, but he slapped my ass and told me to wait."
"Lucy the sub! Who would have thought it!"
Richards speed and rhythm never changed, even although the tension in Lucy's body was mounting.
"He parted my thighs by a couple of inches as he sank his cock in me. Then splaying one of his hands, he had my clit poking out between his fingers. He brought his other hand up to hold my chin, to keep me watching the image in the glass. "Watch Lucy, watch me while I fuck you!" I was having trouble keeping my balance, and my legs gave out. Then he slapped my ass again, and left me to get a chair. More Richard, please, faster!"
"All in good time Lou. He let you sit down?"
"No, for me to lean on, but I had to keep watching. Please, I can feel..." Lucy yelped as Richards hand also came down firmly on her ass.
"Come on baby, finish the story and I'll let you cum."
"Well, he fucked me like that, me leaning slightly over the back of the chair, and his fingers sawing at my clit. He gasped when I started to cum, and the look on his face was amazement. He told me he loved the rippling feeling of my cunt squeezing his cock, trying to milk him. Then he told me that the best thing about being older was that he could hang on, and not need to cum for ages."
Lucy wriggled in Richards lap, slowly gyrating her hips, but Richard stilled.
