One humid, summer night on broad st I was waiting to meet friends at a bar...they rang to tell me they were running late....As I went to close the phone and put it in my pocket I had a horrible feeling of something missing....Then in a soft Irish accent I heard " Are these yours?"....I hadn't realized I had dropped my car keys. There before me stood a short woman, with pale milky skin and ginger freckles and long, straight red hair.
The minute I saw her face my heart began to race....I struggled to get my thanks out, but quickly recovered asking her if I could buy her a drink as thanks... as she rolled her eyes I looked her over. Her tight fitting, green silk dress set her curves in motion....her breasts more than a handful, firm ...staring back at me.
Her hips were inviting, curved and broad...a million bad thoughts felt like they rushed through my mind. I was bitten in an instance. I ordered a double gin with soda water from the barman. She turned and said no need. I wouldn't accept no for answer. After a little egging on and eye contact she agreed.
I was transfixed unable to turn my head. She smiled and said thanks and I asked what had brought such a kind person to my local. She smiled and looked down to the side "I am here with my husband". Another time maybe I would have walked away, but the smile on her face said it all. I had seen her looking at me.
I asked her what she did and what he did and what had brought them out tonight... She replied a friend's birthday and quite directly I replied "Where is this friend?". She pointed a quite d*unk lady in a tiara...propped up in a booth. We both laughed and made remarks as to the condition of her friend. We caught each others eye and there was a moment we said nothing, but stared... my heart which at this point had gone from fluttering to rampant...the neckline of her dress indicated the same...
Suddenly her husband appeared...a tall, gangly looking guy. Somewhere between a university professor and an art critic. He greeted me but, no handshake was forthcoming. I could tell in an instant he had been analyzing me from a distance. Nothing led to a sense to a trepidation.
He asked if I was with the party and I replied "which party would that be?". Smiling, I knew I had broken the cardinal rule and invited a married man's wrath. I was not intoxicated, but for his wife. In the corner of my eye I saw her bite the edge of her lower lip. He leaned towards me..."yeah you are right, where is it going on?"
I looked over at his wife....her profile from the side only heightened my arousal with an ample posterior and long slender thighs and green heels. "Not much going on anywhere really, maybe we should start a party?" I chuckled, with a little unease ...totally poker faced.
I cast my eyes over his wife again as she ran her fingers through her hair and adjusted her green bra strap.....In an instant I was peeling back the layers in my head....."lets go for a walk to the mailbox" he shouted as the music got louder.
We set off and in a minute of two we were off the street and onto the pathway. He asked me what had brought me out and what I thought of Birmingham. My attention was elsewhere as any gibberish spilled out. My eyes were on her again.... and within a few minutes of walking I pounced like a coiled cobra....pulling her arm towards me and kissing her sweet lips.
Her husband astounded said nothing as we held our passionate kiss, one arm around her back and the other firmly up her dress, caressing her cheek. I was willing to pay for this with a black eye or worse... I didn't care... It was out of the blue, spontaneous and an instance led to precum against my leg. He watched as her hands wrapped around me and her face turning redder and redder.
There was no one on the path and he asked do you want her...without hesitation I said "yes!". A small voice inside of me saying "what are you doing?". I silenced it; as my hand ran all over her. He watch from a few feet away as we kissed and then asked I follow him to a clearing with her...
Up ahead there was a side path that lead down to a longtime disused rail arches with a few timbers pushed up against the wall. Frantically we began kissing as we got away from prying eyes...My sense of danger highly elevated...knowing I could have walked to my demise. I didn't care. She then stood back pulled her zip from the side and stepped out of it in to her matching green lingerie. In the corner of my eye I saw him as he began to undo his belt.
I quickly followed suit and was into all but my shirt; which as she came towards me came off. Buttons flying in all directions. I pushed her on to her back on the timbers. . I entered her lips where she held me and then released ... I felt like I had slid into warm,honey. She pursed her lips and she let out a sigh as I entered her. She firmly said to me "don't hold back". As I began to ride, I realized the discomfort on my knees, but didn't care.
I looked over my shoulder and saw her husband masturbating harder and faster. We got lost in each other and then gentle riding gave way to thrusting then pounding. My balls sore and chaffed and her ass in pain with splinters. I saw a tear run down her face and i caught it with the tip of my tongue. She smiled a devilish smile as I began to get closer.
Then her husband stepped closer... his member not far. I couldn't stop now as I felt it building and her moaning growing as my pelvic bone ground against her clitoris... He asked me to finish him off... I hesitated and grabbed his member. Thrusting fast as his penis pulsated in my hand. She leaned forward to bite my chest and in an instance he came over her face, she shuddered on me and i filled her....tbc |
