Just Listen, Part 2

Do you remember part one?

He heard the bed shift as she settled in the middle. Closing his eyes he listened to her breathing. He pictured her hands pushing her breasts together then pinching her nipples. His body reacted quickly the moment he heard her breath catch, he knew her fingers had slipped between her folds, carressing herself slowly.

"Enjoying what you hear?" the unknown femine voice whispered in his ear. As his eyes shot open he caught a glimpse of red hair. Looking at the mirror he watched her slowly taking off her clothes. Her back was decorated with a large tree, the trunk flowing down her spine. He wanted to trace the branches of the tree with his tongue. She moved towards the bed and out of his sight. 

He was dying to turn his head and as if she could read his mind she said, "Don't even think about turning around." He could tell she was smiling as she said that knowing how hard this would be for him.

"I'm going to lick every inch of your body," the red head said. He groaned as he imagined watching the red head's tongue swirling around the very nipples he had licked so many times before.

"I think he wants to watch," he heard behind him.
 "Should we let him?"

Blame the wine, Part 4

I kicked off my heels as I left the kitchen, inched my skirt down through the dining room and tossed my shirt over the end of the couch once I reached them. He hadn't noticed my return but I caught her eyes as I kneeled down next to her. My hand trailing her back, finger tips caressing her silk covered ass. I slipped a hand underneath her, cupping her wetness. She opened her legs further for my fingers to explore, to push the silk aside and feel her wet smoothness. Wanting to taste her I nudged her up on to the couch. Never leaving his cock unattended she moved to her side. I tugged at her panties then pushed her leg over the back, granting me full access.


He opened his eyes and watch me lower my head between her legs. My tongue barely grazing her lips, hands sliding under her, lifting her towards my mouth. She reached for his balls, rolling them gently in her hand while her lips pressed against the tip. The more of his cock that she took into her mouth, the firmer my tongue pressed into her slit, up and down. The tip of my tongue danced over her clit, flicking it. Her body jumped slightly each time.

"Oh my, " he said as he placed his hands on her shoulders to stop her. "I don't want to finish just yet but damn you're good!" He sat up, motioned for us to continue and started slowly stroking himself. She reached behind to unhook her bra then tossed it to the floor. The palms of her hands gently rubbing against her nipples before rolling them between her fingers. My tongue reached for her again.

Blame the wine, Part 3

The wine or not, I was extremely turned on by the time we were in the elevator. My hand reached for the front of his dress pants while she pressed her breasts against me in a rushed kiss. Reaching behind me I felt her hand on top of mine as his excitement grew. I turned her around, between him and I, her bottom pressed against his raging hard on. My hands snaking up her skirt, feeling her wet silk panties.

"Oh my, you are enjoying this, aren't you." I didn't need an answer nor wanted one. I caught his eyes as he lowered his lips to her bare shoulder, sliding his tongue up her neck. She moaned loudly. The elevator dinged and opened to our suite. Grabbing her hand I pulled her towards the living room. He walked slowly behind us, loosening his tie then landing on the couch.

She stood in front of him slowly unzipping her dress as I grabbed a few wine glasses from the kitchen. I watched them, his eyes traveling over her body and her gaze as she revealed her black silk set. My body ached as I watched her fall to the floor between his legs and reach for his pants. Leaning back against the counter I lifted my skirt and slipped my fingers between my folds, watching her release him and smile. I knew that smile, the satisfaction of knowing you were going to enjoy ever moment with this man. She leaned over and wrapped her lips around the tip, his eyes closed and his head fell backwards. I decided that more wine was not needed and headed into the living room to join.

Blame the wine, Part 2

We found out she had been set up on a blind date by her best friend. And at the last minute her friend had backed out of coming but she decided to test the waters anyway. Such a brave soul, we kidded her. The wine flowed as we talked and flirted.

She scooted closer to me to whisper in my ear how lucky I was to have such a handsome man with me. I winked at her and told her I had no problem sharing. At that moment his face could not have gone anymore crimson had he tried. I laughed and squeezed his thigh.

"Oh come now hun, you know you'd love to be in between her and I." He nodded slowly his eyes wandering between us.

"I think he likes that idea," she teased as she leaned over and kissed the side of my neck while watching him squirm. "Yes he does."

Letting my hand settle on her thigh I licked her lips slowly, tasting her sweetness mixed with the wine. Her fingers curled into my hair as we pressed our lips together. I could feel his hand making its way up my skirt, between my legs.

With a deep breathe I suggested we moved the party upstairs for a bit of privacy.

Blame the wine, Part 1

"What do you think of her?" he leaned over and asked. I looked across the way at the lovely woman sitting alone. She had beautiful long brown hair and a very irritated look on her face.

"She is beautiful but I think her evening isn't going a she had planned." I remarked.  I reached for my purse then quickly wrote 'Would you care to join us?" on a napkin and waved the waiter over.

"Would you please give this to the woman at that table?" I asked with a smile, he nodded and immediately spoke to her. She looked over slowly at our table, I could tell she was debating. Then with a slight shrug she grabbed her purse and walked over.

"Hello," she smiled as she sat down next to me.

"Hello to you, evening not going as planned?"

"Not in the least, I do believe I was stood up!" she said with mock exasperation then laughed.

"I can't believe anyone would stand such a lovely creature up," he said as he raised his glass towards her.

"His loss is our gain, please join us this evening?" I said as I motioned to the bottle of wine on the table. Her eyes twinkled and I knew things were going to get interesting.

Just Listen, Part 1

Standing in the doorway she moved her hands up his chest, pushing his shirt over his head. Leaning in to kiss him deeply she slipped his zipper down while shoving his jeans to the floor. Slithering down his body then looking up at him, she smiled, inching his brief over his hips slowly. As he reached for her, she pushed his hands away and stood up.

"Sit." She said as they walked into the room. He stared at the chair facing away from the bed with just a few feet in between. He watched her as he sat down on the hard wooden chair.

"Do not turn around and you are not allowed to touch yourself." She said sternly as she pulled his arms behind his back and wrapping a dark blue tie around each wrist and through the chair. He smiled at the thought.

Standing behind him, breathing softly on the back of his neck, she let her hair fall over his shoulders. Pulling away she started to undress. Tossing her shirt over his shoulders and followed by her skirt. She walked in front of him for a moment in just her bra and panties. Moving to the dresser she adjusted the mirror that was facing the bed, slightly to the left so he would only catch a glimpse.

She walked behind him in full view of the mirror with her back to him. Slipping her bra straps over her shoulders then reached around to undo the clasps, letting it fall to the floor. He watched her intently. She smiled over her shoulder then moved out of view into the bed.