"I know" replied John with that evil smile on his face
He then pulled my thong down and instructed me to step out of it. He put the wet material to his nose and inhaled deeply. "You are going to spend the afternoon with nothing to cover that pretty pussy and when the time comes after work, you are going to beg me to stick my cock in to satisfy the urge that is building inside you and is so desperate for release!"
"I am going to be the tease this afternoon" John continued "I am going to take every opportunity to brush up against you and remind you that your pussy is wet and open and waiting to be fucked as it should!"
I said nothing and he knew I was putty in his hands. This guy was everything that I wanted in a fantasy lover and I think that the whole illicit nature of what was happening made it even more intense!
John made me return to work without going to the toilet, 1) so I didn't finish off what he started and 2) so that my pussy was still wet and swollen from his fingers and with the cool air blowing up my skirt, it was a constant reminder of my exposed sex.
John was true to his word as he kept touching my ass and legs every time he passed close by (which was much more than usual!) On one occasion when I was explaining something to a customer, John joined in the conversation whilst standing behind my shoulder and for the next few minutes, he kneaded my ass flesh surreptitiously.
When home time came, I was a wreck! I knew I had to go ahead with John's demands, and in any other circumstances I would have been a totally willing participant! But the thought of John fucking me where no-one other than my husband had been since we were married, hurt me deeply.
And, also there was also the trepidation that I could go along with his demands and STILL not get the tape! All I could do was hope in that respect!
We all said our goodbyes and I walked off in the direction of the bus as usual. I had been walking for 5 minutes when a car drew up beside me with its' window rolled down.
"Need a lift pretty lady?" said a voice from within.
I opened the car door and sat inside without a word. I fastened my seatbelt and a hand reached across and squeezed the flesh of my inner thigh gently.
"Where are you taking me?" I enquired
"I am taking you to the tape" replied John
We arrived at his house without saying another word. John had his hand on my inner thigh the whole journey. It moved slowly from the top of my stockings, then almost but not quite, to my bare pussy lips, and back down in slow circular movements. He was deliberately keeping me on a plateau of pleasure but would not allow me to go over the top.
We went inside and John took my coat and led us straight upstairs to the master bedroom. He sat me down on the edge of the bed and moved over to the TV and switched it on. He then pressed play and a grainy CCTV picture started to appear on the screen. He had obviously paused it at a point when I was lying forward on the counter with my legs spread apart and John had his head buried in my ass and his hand was moving rapidly in and out of my groin. It was incredibly erotic and I wanted to watch more but I said:
"Can you turn it off please?" I asked "I don't need to see it!"
"But it's coming up to the best part!" Said John, "Unfortunately the angle of the camera is not so good and you can't actually see my cock going in and out of your tight asshole, but it is obvious that you are getting a real good fucking and you are pushing back onto me and clearly enjoying every second!"
"OK thank you, I have seen enough" I said
"Stand up!" said John "I want to see your beautiful body naked!"
"I need you to promise me that you will give me the tape and that you have not shown this to anyone else and you have not made any copies!" I said as bravely as I could (although I didn't feel very brave and did not have a clue what to do next if he didn't agree!)
"We were friends before and I want us to be friends in the future" replied John "Now can we both just enjoy the moment and forget about the tape "In fact, as a gesture of goodwill, I will take the tape out of the VCR and put it in your bag. There, the tape is now in your possession. You will have to take my word for it that I haven't shown it to anyone else and I haven't taken a copy – in fact I don't have the facility to copy old VCR tape – my VCR is just a player – you can see for yourself – happy?"
"Happy is not a word I would use to describe this situation!" I replied
"OK let's change that to satisfied, and assume that we are talking about a little while from now when you and I are well and truly SATISFIED!" said John "Now, pretty please with a cherry on top, can I see your beautiful body naked?"
I stood up and looked at my feet as I undid the buttons on my blouse and let it fall off my shoulders, my breasts heaved in my bra as my breathing was deep and laboured. My fumbling fingers then found the catch and zip to my skirt and I pushed it and my slip to the ground and stepped out of it.
John caught his breath as my exposed pussy came into view but he still watched in silence.
My hands went to my suspender belt "No!" said John "Leave the stockings and heels on"
So my hands reached out behind me and unclasped my bra and I pushed the straps off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. I glanced down at my heaving breasts and saw that even though it was warm in the room; my nipples were as hard as bullets and sticking out. Even the aerola around my nipples were engorged and distended. And I knew that my pussy had been wet since lunchtime and was now flowing anew. It seemed like my body wanted this too much and only my conscience was fighting for my honour – and my conscience was down on the ropes in the first round and the towel was about to be thrown in!
"You are more beautiful than I imagined!" John breathed "There isn't an ounce of fat on your body and every part of you is perfect! Please turn around."
I turned on wobbly legs and stood as his eyes devoured my body – it felt good to be wanted and appreciated that much!
"Come here!" said John and I turned and walked towards him and stood in front of him, unable to look into his eyes, I stared into his body and watched his chest heave in time with my own.
"Undress me!" John whispered
He stood motionless as I unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. His body was testament to the fact that he spent many hours in the gym with muscles that were well toned but not of body builder proportion. His stomach was slim and flat with a hint of a six-pack.
I undid his trousers and unzipped his fly and pushed the trousers off his hips into a pool around his ankles. His boxer shorts bulged ridiculously as they strained to constrain the erection within.
John reached down and removed his socks along with the trousers and kicked them to one side and then stood willing me to continue.
I went down on one knee and hooked my fingers into his waistband. I pulled down and forward to clear the end of his huge cock that stood at rightangles to his body. It pulsed as if it had its' own throbbing heart. The veins looked as though they would burst – it looked like an iron rod covered with skin and it looked even bigger than before!
I stood up and looked at him. Awaiting further instructions.
John reached and took my shoulders and pushed me gently back towards the bed. My knees made contact and I sat down and John continued pushing my shoulders until I lay flat and he was alongside me. He reached forward and kissed me with the tenderness of a lover's first kiss. Our tongues entwined and his hand gently caressed my hair and neck. His lips moved from mine and proceeded to kiss every inch of my face and neck with little butterfly touches that had my skin tingling with anticipation.
Then his kisses went down from my neck and onto my body, slowly encircling my breasts and then ever closer to my hard nipples, he finally kissed and then sucked each nipple gently into his mouth, before releasing and continuing lower, onto my flat stomach and into my navel, over my hips and all around my pussy mound but never making contact. I could feel my pussy lubricating like I had never known. His tender kisses continued down my thighs and onto my stocking covered legs, past my knees, calves and ankles before his lips and tongue traced the arch of my feet and down to my toes before changing to the other foot and slowly working his way up in the opposite journey to the first leg. He continued around my pussy mound until I felt an uncontrollable urge to grab his head and push it down onto my pussy but at that very moment he lifted my legs, kneeled on the floor and continued his kisses in my inner thigh. My legs spread wider of their own accord, willing him to move into my married pussy and give me the release I had been desperate for since he left me hanging several hours before.
