..is how I closed the deal with Larry. After they twirled around the floor for a song, she brought him back to the table, clearly the one leading him. He wasn't THAT bad a dancer. Helps that Kathy is extremely light on her feet, literally light as well. I separated them again suggesting to Kathy.."Why don;t you make a quick trip to the ladies room before we head out." She looked at me a long look, took in the meaning and gave hubby a squeeze and a peck on the cheek and skipped out.
Larry drew up full height in his chair and started to ask questions. He said that he wasn;t sure how this would proceed but he kind of figured that it would be more of a three-some situation that could evolve into a dating situation. I explained that she is going to be looking over her shoulder too much and wondering how he is taking it to really let loose and have a truly uninhibited time. He thought that made sense. I told him I'm not particularly shy and would welcome a more active role for him, but for getting-to-know-you I thought in their case one on one might be best.
I asked what he would need to feel comfortable, does he want her to check in at a certain time? Pick her up? Me drop her off? He mentioned she is quite the cuddler and it would be more "storybook" (his term I liked it!) for her if she could spend the night. Score...I could hardly believe my good fortune. It was only like 9:30 by this point I had that pretty little blond cheerleader to myself for all night? wow.
I shook his hand our business concluded. What a trade his wife for, well nothing on my part. It's good to be in the role of a bull!
I lurked near the bathrooms and caught Kathy as she poked her head out. I pulled her into a little alcove where the phones are and pressed her tiny body against me and gave her a deep getting-to-know you kiss.
She giggled about it being weird making out with another man with her husband in the next room. "Oh, I sent him on home." I said. Long look, and a shy smile.
"Shall we go?" I said holding out my arm. She slipped her small soft hand around my elbow and I led her to the big rental Lincoln. She laughed when we drove out of the parking lot and went across the street and pulled around the back of the Raddison. "I just wanted to show off the car." Another giggle. "Its a rental." big laugh...I could listen to that all night.
In the back door with my key card, then up to the lobby elevators. I could have gone the other way, but I sort of wanted to show off my prize to the desk clerk (as if he or she would notice or care.) It was a she and she didn't even look up. As we waited on the elevator though a man had come out of the bar, given her a discreet once-over and was with us in the elevator till he got off on the third floor.
SHe asked me what I thought he would think. Would he have assumed she was my wife? I told her he probably figured her for a very expensive call-girl. That elicited peals of laughter and released the tension that I had snensed.
Into 'our' room and I had her mostly disrobed before I plopped her on the bed. No preamble, no shy fumbling. I wanted to take her and she couldn't wait to be 'had'. Kissing and fondling that taut smooth flesh. She is a little younger than I but at that age when women start to wonder about youth slipping away. She was in remarkable shape. Clothed she looked the part of the well-exercised well groomed, well-dressed wife. Naked she looked barely twenty. Barely a jiggle, smooth supple. she shivered and writhed to gentle touches as I marveled at my good fortune. Goosebumps trailed in the wake of my fingertips.
At some point she pointed out the relative disparity in our clothed / unclothed state. She naked and I had merely had a couple of buttons undone on my shirt. I started unbuttoning my shirt and she dropped to the floor and attached my belt and zipper...she with surprising ferocity unleashed my member and hungrily attacked it with expert abandon. She was all lips and warm wet mouth and tongue and hands. Her little hands were busy. She acted as if there was a prize for efficient fellatio. I was sure she was going to cause it to go off, and worried a little about that. I had all night and was quite sure I could rise to the occasion again, but I wanted to make a good studly impression.
I pulled her up to her feet and kissed those eager lips of hers as I struggled out of the waddling mess of pants and briefs. Free of them at last I reached down and got rid of the socks. Naked men look silly in my opinion. Naked men in socks are worse.
I trailed my kisses down her flat belly, lingered on a jutting hipbone and delved and lapped into one of the sweetest little pussies I think I have ever tasted. Or so it seemed at the time. At first it was smooth and firm and closed to my explorations but as I teased and lapped and gently fingered its petals opened and she was clearly very very wet. Ever noticed how the more moisture they produce the more subtle the fragrance? It was really responsive to my touch and tickle...little nibbles here and there. I'd hit 'just that spot' and she'd arch up off the bed. Sometimes she'd almost leap away...I couldn't wait to feel that snug around my cock. So I didn't!
I was just getting my cock into position after awkwardly getting the condom out and getting it rolled down. I held myself up off the bed above her and I swear it felt like she reached out and drew me in. I just found the entrance and in. I was sheathed to my full impressive gargantuan proportions in one smooth delicious stroke. All 7ish inches. On the other hand this girl had me pretty engorged, Might've been 7.5.
I stroked and pounded and slapped into her with abandon. Her knees came up, her legs spread impossibly wide. Eventually I had her by the ankles pulling her legs apart like a wishbone. I FELT studly. I felt like I was fucking her in half. I felt powerful. I felt I was going to come. So I did. One of those throbbing orgasms where you feel a pulse, then another and then it feels like you are draining the last drop of cum you are going to make for like a week.
I have no idea how long I lasted, but it did';t feel like I set any records. My male ego became fragile at that moment, wanting some sort of reassurance, some comparison..."Your cock is so HUGE!" or "Wow, Larry never fucks me with such vigor!"
I knew from past experience that this is the moment they have self doubts themselves about doing this even with hubby's encouragement. SO I just said something to the effect that "Larry is a very blessed man" or some such. She smiled contently and said "We both are. we are really good together."
So, I wondered, and asked...."So, what inspired you and Larry to seek a little recreation for you?"
She bit her lip, became pensive and explained. "Larry is a big guy and sometimes he acts like he might break me."
"Big like...?" (I had to ask...I know I know...don't ask a question you don;t already have an idea of the answer...)
She snuggled into me..."No, silly not like that...in fact you are probably a little bigger that way...." (she DOES have experience with the fragile male ego it would seem..) This earned her a pat on her cute but wise blond head.
She went on to explain that he worries about squashing her when he is on top. She likes it on top (I can't wait for the sight of her bouncing above me..maybe wielding pom-poms. shouting a cheer....oops lost in reverie...) but doesnt mind being pinned and helpless. She says she loves it doggie style but she can't get him to really pound it into her. "And the spanking."
"What about that?" I asked..."You do have a pretty spankable ass." I added helpfully.
"He thinks so to, and he'll do it playfully but he never really puts his arm into it, even when I tell him that harder is OK. He knows I like it and want more but he just can't."
"Oh, you SO should not have told me that......" I said in my best ominous tone....
"Why is that?" she said as I went over to the open closet area and selected a cheaper neck-tie.
"Because you have just found yourself in the lair of a closet Sadist!" I said. She giggled as I directed her to turn over and wrenched her wrists together and bound them tight.
"That's really tight!" she said.
I let out the very same maniacal laughter as I am right now as I leave you hanging for the next installment of my exploration of Kathy.
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