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When she walked through the door I was pleased.  She wore a simple but elegant dress in the color I’d call teal.  It was sleeveless and showed off the swell of her breasts.  Her blonde hair was a little longer than shoulder length and delightfully curled.  Her face was neither intent nor intense as she scanned the room.I stood so she could see me.  I could see the recognition register in her eyes and she walked deliberately toward me.  This lady was all business.I held out my hand to her.”No names,” she said directly.  “I don’t want to know.””All right.  Can I get you something?  A white wine?””Bourbon,” she said.  “A little water.”I nodded and moved toward the bar, leaving her to settle herself at the table.”Beam with a half-shot of water,” I told the bartender.  “Over ice.”I returned to the table with the drink and set it in front of her.”Thank you,” she said, her blue eyes sparkling.  “Just this one and we’ll go.””That’s fine,” I nodded.Her pink lips pursed delightfully as she sipped.  “Very nice.  You make a good drink.”I smiled gently, acknowledging the small jest shared.”Your photo doesn’t do you justice,” I told her.  “You’re even more stunning in person.””Hmm,” she hummed shortly.  Obviously, she was used to getting these compliments.  “I recognized you right away,” she said.”So,” I began after an uncomfortable moment, “Tell me something about yourself.””I’d really rather not,” she said, not unkindly.  “No complications.””Nothing vital,” I replied, nodding.  “Just something to fill the space.  How about I ask you?””I’m not promising to answer.””All right.  Obviously, you’re college educated.””Yes.””Interior design?”She shook her head slowly.  “Pharmacology.””You’re a doctor?”She nodded.”And you have blue pills and red pills.  I have to choose?”She actually smiled.  “Not practicing,” she said.  “And, no, I don’t have magic pills.  I don’t take pills.”It was my turn to nod.  “College cheerleader?””Just the first two semesters.  It got in the way of studying.””I’d bet you didn’t have to study very hard.  You’re obviously very smart.””I worked hard and did well.””And now you’re a bored housewife.””Hardly,” she said.”Then why this?” I asked.She looked at me as if deciding whether or not to answer.  “He’s too rich, too powerful, too busy, and too often gone.  The mundane things are covered by staff.  So, I guess I am bored.”I paused for a moment.  “That’s a damned shame,” I said honestly.  “You’re too beautiful to be left unattended.”There was another moment of silence.  I noticed her drink was half gone.”What about you?” she asked.”Started in engineering.  Switched to computers.  I definitely wasn’t a cheerleader.””You could have been.  Wife?””Gone.  Biker was more exciting, I guess.””So you’re divorced.””Unhappily.””Lonely?””Until about ten minutes ago,” I replied with a chuckle.She looked into her drink.  “Don’t make more of this than it is.””So far, it’s just company and conversation,” I replied.She emptied her drink and turned to me.  “You can call me Ashley.  What do you do to make ends meet?””Customized programming and trouble-shooting.  Mostly for corporations and businesses.””From home?””Mostly.  In the office on rare occasions.””Which is why you can get loose in the middle of a workday.”I nodded.  “It’s a lot of numbers, code and shit like that.””Don’t do that,” she said stiffly.”What?””Don’t swear.  It isn’t attractive.””I’m sorry.  It won’t happen again.””There’s a time and place for everything.”I wasn’t sure I got her meaning, but I gave her another nod.”Otherwise, you’re normal, right?””If you’re asking if I’m some sort of deviant, the answer is no.  I mean, yes, I am normal.  At least I think I am.””I mean, it’s not like four inches or two feet long, is it?”I laughed.  “No.  From what I understand, I’m nicely endowed, but not overwhelming.””You have a place?””Hotel.  Down the block a bit.  It appears to be very nice.””Good,” she said standing.  “If you don’t mind, I’ll take your arm as we walk.””My pleasure,” I said as I stood beside her and offered her my left elbow.  She wrapped an elegant hand around it and we left.Entering the hotel I steered her directly to the elevator bank, pressed the “Up” button and waited, looking at the various floor indicators until one lit “L” and the doors opened.  I guided Ashley into the elevator and pressed the button for the sixth floor.”Six oh two,” I informed her.  I looked at her as the doors closed.  She seemed not the least bit nervous.”What about you?” I asked her.”What about me?” she responded.”Are you into anything weird?”A small smile crossed her face.  “Other than having sex with complete strangers behind my husband’s back?  No.  Nothing weird.””I was hoping I wasn’t a complete stranger,” I replied.  “I’ve told you who I am and what I do.”The bell dinged as we arrived at the sixth floor.”To the left,” I directed.Ashley walked confidently down the hall and came to a stop at the door to room 602.  I slipped the key card from my pocket, unlocked the door, flipped on a light switch and backed out to allow her to enter.”I’m impressed,” she said as she set her purse down on the counter.  “This is quite nice.”  She walked to the window, pulled the draperies open and surveyed the view.  She turned to me, arms crossed under her flawless breasts.”Should I make you another drink, Ashley?” I asked, indicating the mini-bar.She paused for a moment.  “No, thank you.  Let’s get this going.”  She turned to look toward the window.  “Help me with my zipper, please.”I stepped toward her, unclasped the tiny hook and zipped the tab down her dress.  I couldn’t help but notice her brassiere strap matched the color of her dress.  I stepped back as she slid the dress off her shoulders and turned to hand it to me.  The boy-cut panties also matched the dress.”Hang this for me, would you?” she asked as she stepped toward me, handed me her dress and began to strip the coverings off the bed.”Sure,” I replied, turning toward the closet, finding a hanger, and sliding the dress onto it.  When I turned around, Ashley had her back to me as she casino siteleri worked the bedclothes off the opposite side of the bed.Still wearing her heels, she looked incredible as she leaned over to fold the covers at the foot of the bed.  She worked quickly without a wasted motion.”You’ve done that before,” I said.She turned to face me with a quizzical look on her face.  “Stripped a bed?” she asked.  “Of course.”Are you going to get undressed?”  She reached behind her to unsnap her brassiere.  Naturally, her breasts were perfect.I shed my jacket and tossed it over a chair and pulled my Polo out of my trousers.  “All business,” I commented.”Let’s not make more of this than what it is,” she said.  “We both know why we’re here.””That doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy it,” I commented, tossing my shirt over my jacket and working on my belt.”We’ll enjoy the sex,” she said.  “At least, I hope it’s enjoyable.”  She shucked her panties quickly and put them with her discarded brassiere.”Have you done this before?” I asked, sincerely curious.”Had sex?  Yes, I’ve had sex before,” she said, crawling onto the bed and positioning the pillows to her liking.”Like this, I mean?  With a stranger in a hotel room?”She rolled onto her back and looked at me.  “Honestly?  This is not my first time.””It is mine,” I admitted, discarding my shoes and pulling my trousers down.  “I just thought it would be a little less mechanical.””Really?  What does that mean?””It means,” I said, tossing my pants toward the chair, “That you are a beautiful woman.  I’d hope this would be something more than a ‘Screw me and get it over with’ event.””You want me to suck your cock, is that it?””Not especially.  I mean, I’m sure you’d be great at it, but, I was thinking more along the lines of you letting me get you aroused.””I’m not here to make love,” she said.  “I’m here to get laid.””There’s more to getting laid than tab A into slot B.  That’s all I’m saying.  I’d just like to enjoy your beauty and help you; encourage you in the process of getting laid.””Foreplay,” she said disdainfully.I shucked my briefs and moved to sit beside her on the bed.”Ashley,” I said gently, “This is really going to suck if we aren’t into it.  Especially if you aren’t into it.”  I touched her arm with the back of my hand.  “I won’t kiss your lips if you don’t want.  But I’d like to kiss your neck and shoulders.  I’d like to help you get to a state where you want this as much as I do.””You want me?”I nodded.  “But more than that, I want to make you want me.””What is your name?  I can’t have this talk with you without a name.””Is Ashley your real name?” I asked, allowing the back of my hand to ease across her nipple.”No,” she said, shuddering just a bit.”Then I’ll make up a name.  Call me Peter.””All right.  Peter.  What is it you want?””Just let me arouse you.  Lay back and enjoy.  I doubt you’re ready for the final act.  Let me help make you ready.””I’ll have to trust you.””Some,” I replied.  “Have I given you reason not to trust me?”She looked at me.”You can be in charge, Ashley,” I said.  “Anything crosses your line, just say so and I will stop.  I have no desire to hurt you, cause you pain, or upset you.  All I want is for you to enjoy this.  And in return, if there’s something you want, just say so.  I’m going to trust you to be honest with me.””We’re not going to make love,” she stated with finality.I smiled and let my hand cup the underside of her breast, my thumb gently rubbing across her nipple.  “I got that,” I said.  “But we are going to excite each other.””Good start, Peter,” she said.I leaned in to plant my lips in the join between her neck and shoulder.  I could feel her stiffen up a little and then relax.  The nipple under my thumb began to harden.  I felt a hand reach up to my arm.  Rather than pulling it away, she simply rubbed along the forearm.  For a few minutes I continued to kiss and nibble at the tender skin on her neck.  I could feel her beginning to shift a little.  I moved my lips toward her ear.”You could tell I wasn’t ready earlier.  But I can assure you, things are looking up.”I heard a small intake of breath.”You smell, taste, and feel wonderful,” I continued in a soft voice.  “You’re so beautiful and smart.  You deserve to have this whenever you want it.”The hand on my arm moved to my shoulder and pulled gently.”What is it?” I asked.”My breasts,” she whispered.  “Kiss and suck my breasts.”I eased down to allow my lips to press into the tender flesh of her perfect breasts.  I could feel her hips rise off the bed and couldn’t resist a little victory smile.  I wrapped my lips around a nipple and ran my tongue across the hardened bud.  A second hand reached for my other shoulder as the first wrapped around my neck, pulling me into her.  She urged me to shift to the other breast with firm pressure on the back of my head.  After a minute or so of licking and sucking that nipple, I pulled back and looked at her.”What?” she asked, her voice husky.”I just want to look at you,” I replied.  “You are so incredibly beautiful.”Her eyes had gone from sharp and clear to soft with a bit of a glaze.”Are you getting hard?” she asked.”Getting there,” I admitted.”I want to feel,” Ashley whispered.I shifted position slightly so that she had access to my growing cock.  The hand on my shoulder slipped down to my waist, and finally came to rest on my phallus.  I could feel her fingers wrap around it and stroke it gently.”You’re getting there, aren’t you?” I asked her.  “You’re starting to want it.””The whore in me is coming out,” she said softly.”You’re not a whore, Ashley.  You’re a beautiful, vibrant woman who craves more than you’ve been getting.””I want to spread my legs and let you fuck me,” she admitted.”How about you spread your legs and let me taste you?” I murmured into her breast.”You can’t do that,” she whispered urgently.”Because you would hate it?” I asked her.”Because I would love it too much,” she answered.”Let me,” I begged.  “Let me taste you.””Oh, god!” she moaned.  “I want it, but…””But you güvenilir casino want it too much?””Yes.  Please.  Just do it.”I rotated away and rested my head on her thigh.  I could smell her arousal.  I pressed my lips against hers and slid my tongue into the slit.  Her hips rose and I heard a moan.”Roll over to face me,” I instructed, “And spread your legs for me.”The moan turned to a groan and she rolled toward me.  Her left leg cocked and she was open to the probing of my lips and tongue.  I plunged in and felt her tighten her grips on my cock.  I licked the moisture from her and sucked the inner labial folds into my mouth.”Oh, god!” she moaned.  “Put it in me!”I complied, pressing my tongue into her tart opening.  My bottom lip pressed against the hard nub of her clit.  She pressed her hips forward and a growl escaped from her throat.  Her tender stroking of my now-hard member ceased and she pulled it firmly.  I felt her soft lips wrap around the crown and her tongue lash across the tip.For minutes we lay in that position, our lips and tongues lashing and caressing the genitalia of the other.  I could feel her canal pulse around my tongue as a micro-orgasm swept through her, accompanied by a soft groan.”Enough,” she said, softly but urgently.  “I want your cock inside me.”I backed away and swiped a hand across my damp face.  I sat up and looked at her again.  Stunningly beautiful and obviously aroused, Ashley reached out to pull me on top of her.”Not that way,” I said.  “This must be you on top; in control.”  I lay next to her and guided her to a kneeling position atop me.  Her eyes were smoky with arousal.”I told you I wanted to get laid,” she rasped.”I know.  We can do that later.  First, you control it.””Later?” she asked as she moved on me.  “But, I told you.””Actions speak louder than words,” I said.Her motions got her aligned with my hardness.  I could feel the fleshy moistness of her lips pushing against me.  She eased downward and my cock slid into her simmering canal.  She stopped, pulled away, and pushed down again.”Marvelous,” I whispered as more of my hardness was enveloped by her hot flesh.  I looked into her gorgeous face as she pressed her hands down on my chest, raised up, and sank back down until my entire length was embedded.  She knelt there over me motionless for a moment, apparently adjusting to the feel of me inside her.The haze of her arousal seemed to part like a curtain as the business-like Ashley appeared.”You convinced?” she asked as clearly as if we were discussing the outcome of a disputed wager.”Only if you like it, darling,” I responded, running my hands up her arms to her shoulders.Ashley rose and descended on my firm rod a few times, then put her hands on either side of my face.  “I like it,” she said, then closed her eyes and began to pump on me.”You called me darling,” she addressed me as she managed to continue her motions on me.”A small endearment appropriate to the intimacy of the moment,” I replied.”This can’t be a thing,” she chastened me.”It’s already a thing,” I answered.  “Whether or not it is a one-time thing or something more we can work out in the future.””Oh, god!” she moaned.  “It feels so good!”Indeed it did.  She was soft and hot and moist.  Obviously, she was engrossed in the moment.She silently plunged onto me for a few moments before her eyes opened and she looked at me through her lustful haze.  “I’m going to do something,” she warned me.  “Don’t misinterpret it.”  She took her hands off my shoulders where she had moved them for leverage and placed them on either side of my face.  She leaned forward, nearly disengaging my cock from her searing love canal, and placed her lips over mine.  Her tongue pressed urgently between my lips, licked quickly, and withdrew.  She sat back up, moved her hands back to my shoulders and began to hitch her hips on mine.”So, this is good?””Oh, god.  Yes.  This is good!””Because you missed it?”Ashley returned to the rise and fall on me.  She nodded.  “I missed it.  But more…””That’s okay,” I said softly.  “There’s more than the physical.  You missed the passion, the arousal…””Shut up and let me come,” she snarled softly.I shut up.  I focused on the remarkable features of her face as she went through the process.  Her brows knitted as she concentrated.  Her eyes glistened as she looked toward the ceiling.  I reached for her breasts, held them in my hands and rubbed my thumbs across her marvelous nipples.  Ashley’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and her slack mouth grimaced into tight-lipped raptness.  A growl originated deep within her.  I could feel the beginnings of pulsation around my hardness.  Her mouth opened and she groaned a throaty, deep rumble of release.Those lips that had so recently, briefly, pressed into my own fascinated me.  My own craving was to have them on mine again, and to capture that groan of liberation in my mouth.Ashley sat still, the pulsations still reverberating through her flesh and into mine.  Her head was thrown back and her sparkling, smoky, hazy, enchanting eyes were closed.  Her hands rested gently on my chest.”Oh, god!” she gasped.  “I needed that!””Nothing beats coming on a cock,” I chuckled softly.  “Or is it a Peter?”Her head dropped and her eyes opened to stare at me.  “Did you?”I shook my head.  “You’re not leaking.  No.””You’re looking smug,” she said, her tone softer than her words.”The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen just came on my cock,” I replied.  “Of course I’m feeling smug.””Can you keep going?””For a while,” I answered.”You feel really good inside me like this…””And it feels really good to have you wrapped around me.  I sense there’s a ‘but’ coming.”She smiled and hitched on me.  “I told you.  This is about me getting laid.  I want another one, if you can manage.””I would love to give you another one…””Don’t use that ‘L’ word,” she interrupted me.  She squeezed on me to make her point.”Sorry,” I said.  “I’d be pleased to accommodate you.  In fact, I’d like you to have two, three, or four more, if you canlı casino can manage it.”A genuine smile spread across her face.  “Ambitious, aren’t you?””You have no idea.  What about your ‘but’?”She looked quizzically at me.  “I’ve never done that.”I laughed aloud.  “No, darling,” I chuckled.  “It’s a lovely butt.  That isn’t my thing, though.  No, I meant this thing about you getting laid?””Oh, that!  Well, now that you know I really do want you inside me, can I count on you to fuck me?”I grinned at her.  “Yes.  Now that I know.  But, I have a condition of my own.””A condition?  What kind of condition?””After every orgasm, I get one of your marvelous kisses.”She stared at me.  “Peter.  You have to know.  I mean, you were right.  It was the passion of the moment.””That’s what I’m counting on.”  I moved my hands from her breasts to her neck and pulled her toward me.”Peter,” she protested softly.”One orgasm.  One kiss.  Quid pro quo.”She let me draw her towards my face.  When her lips were millimeters from mine she stopped.  “If I agree, will you fuck me ’til I come?””It will be my pleasure,” I whispered.Her lips pressed softly into mine and our tongues met and did battle, each seeking out the slick sensations of the other.  After tasting and testing each other, she pulled back to look at me.”Oh, god,” she whispered.  “This is such a bad deal.””Because you hate it?” I whispered to her.”No,” she whispered back, “Because I like it too much.”  She pressed her lips against mine and we ravished one another until she broke away with a gasp.”You have to fuck me now,” she said softly, “And you owe me two orgasms.”  She climbed off me and went to her purse on the countertop.  She returned to the bed and held out a bundle of filmy cloth.”What’s this?” I asked.”Bonds,” she replied softly.  “Tie my wrists together, make me kneel on the bed and fuck me, Peter.””This is what you want?” I asked, astonished.Her pretty head nodded.  “You can use the other for a blindfold.””You’re serious.””I want you to fuck me, Peter.  I want you to make me your slut.  Use me for your pleasure.””If I do this, I will still get the kisses.””Yes,” she whispered.I stretched out one of the sashes and wrapped it around her eyes, tying it in a knot behind her head.  I kissed her shoulder tenderly as I swirled the second into a rope, held her wrists together, wrapped the sash around three times and tied it tightly.”Kneel,” I ordered her.She knelt on the bed resting on her elbows with her wrists bound together.  I pushed my hand between her legs and felt her.  She was soaking.”I could be anybody, Ashley, you know that?””I know.””I could be the bellman, or a cab driver.””I know.””I might even be your husband.””No.  He would never do this for me.”I lined myself up behind her, took my cock in my hand and pressed it along her moist slit.”Who do you want me to be?””Just be Peter,” she responded softly.I found her moist opening and pressed against it.  Ashley groaned.”You want me to fuck you?””Yes.””You belong to me?””Yes.”  It came out as a bare whisper.I pushed my length into her until the soft skin of her thighs met mine.”Oh, fuck,” she moaned.  “Hard.”I pulled back and drove into with moderate force.”Harder,” she moaned.”You’re mine, Ashley.  I’ll decide how hard.”This time when I pulled back, I rammed my length into her.”Oh, god!” she moaned.  “Fuck me like the slut I am.”I began plowing into her rhythmically.  Her moans were continuous and she began to rock back against me as I thrust into her.  I put my hands on her waist to pull her to me.”Tell me about your marriage,” I ordered as I continue to thrust.”I can’t, Peter.  It isn’t…I just can’t.””My name isn’t Peter.  It’s Stephen.  And you will tell me.””Please,” she wailed.  “Don’t make me.””Tell me, Ashley.  Tell me your real name.”  I slapped her backside with my palm.”Oh, fuck!” she cried.  “You’re just supposed to fuck me!””Tell me.  Who are you?”  I slapped the globes again.”Andrea! Andrea!” she wailed.  “I’m Andrea and my marriage is a sham!””Tell me,” I ordered, this time tenderly rubbing where I’d slapped.”I’m his trophy,” she cried into the bed.  “Oh, fuck!  He doesn’t even touch me.””I would touch you, Andrea.  I wouldn’t be able to help myself.””He’s gay, Peter.  I mean, Stephen.  He’s gay and he doesn’t want to fuck me.””I do, Andrea.  I want to fuck you.  And I want you to fuck me, like we did the first time.””But I can’t,” she whimpered.  “I can’t leave him.  It’s in the contract.””You have a contract?” I growled and pummeled into her.”Yes.  Oh, please!  Fuck me!  I’m going to come!””Then come, Andrea.  I want you to come.””Just today, Stephen.  The contract.  Oh, god!  I’m coming!””What about the contract?” I growled as I plunged against her tightening flesh.”Oh!  Oh!  Oh, god!” Andrea/Ashley cried out.  “Just once or I lose everything.”I continued to drive through her orgasm.  “What do you lose?” I asked.”Everything,” she gasped.  “The cars, the clothes, the house.””You want me to stop?””No, no!  You haven’t come yet.  I want you to come.  Then you have to kiss me.””You want to kiss me?””Yes, please.  Oh, fuck.  Please keep going!”I kept fucking her with vigor.  I realized that the energy was coming from anger now more than passion.  Yes, I wanted her to come again.  Yes, I wanted to come with her.  And, yes, I wanted more of her kisses.  But the damned contract!  Just once, she’d said.  Did that mean we would only be allowed this one tryst or the contract would be violated?  I plunged into her.  What I wanted now was to make her mine; to plant my seed in her and make her my own.It was insanity, I knew.  But the whole situation was insane.  Why did I want her?  Was it just because I couldn’t have her according to the damned contract?  That had to be part of it.  But, she was beautiful and, once through the icy wall she put up, engaging and bright and funny.  My mind drifted to the image of her atop me, groaning and panting toward her orgasm, my hands on the perfect breasts.  And then, there were those kisses.  They were perfect as well; passionate, but generous.  And she wanted them as much as I did.My mind returned to the reality of the situation.  I could hear her pleading with me.”Fuck me, Peter.  I’m so close.  I want you to come with me.””Inside you?” I gasped, surprised at my own breathlessness.

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