Chapter 29 #2
She grips the tub, water trickling over the edge.
“I’d love to eat your pretty cunt while you’re sitting on my desk—with my family downstairs, talking about things that don’t matter, completely unaware that I’m having dessert before dinner.”
She comes apart for me, shaking and moaning.
When she’s capable of moving, I help her out of the tub. It’s warm today, and boats are sprinkled over the lake. Canoes and kayaks drift by. I move her to stand in front of the window, dry her off with a fluffy towel, and pluck her lotion from the vanity.
“Do you think they can see us?” she murmurs.
“I hope so.” Goose bumps rise on her skin as I press my lips to the nape of her neck. I take my time, rubbing lotion into her, starting with her arms, moving down her back and thighs before I stand in front of her, smoothing lotion over her breasts, stomach, and legs.
When my wife is moisturized, I sit her in the chair facing the window, spread her wide, drop to my knees and bury my face in her sweetness.
She slides her hands into my hair, legs draped over the arms of the chair, eyes fixed on me as I lap at her, suck and nibble and fuck her with my tongue until she comes all over it.
I strip off my shirt, pull her to her feet, and help her into it before I open the sliding door.
“What are you doing?”
“Fulfilling a fantasy for both of us.” I take her hand and lead her outside, onto the deck. There are people on the water, and we can hear our neighbors laughing and talking next door, likely also enjoying the warm weather and the beautiful view.
I move her to stand in front of the railing, my chest to her back, and place her hands on it, my fingers laced through hers. I kiss a path up her neck, lips at her ear. “Would you like me to fuck you right here, with our next-door neighbors close enough to hear your pretty whimpers?”
She pushes her ass out, rubbing against my already hard cock. “Oh my God, yes.”
“You’re always safe to change your mind, Mildred, if you decide it’s not what you want.” I kiss her cheek.
“I know.” She tips her head back, seeking my lips.
I cover her mouth with mine, sliding my other hand down to cup her through the fabric of my shirt. She rubs herself against me, and I push my joggers down, freeing my cock.
The neighbors laugh and the smell of something cooking on the barbecue filters over. I release Mildred long enough to pluck the condom from my pocket, tear it open, and roll it down my length.
Mildred grabs the railing and pushes her ass out.
Flipping her shirt up, I run my hand over her soft skin, dipping between her thighs to stroke her clit before I grip my cock and rub the head between her pretty pink lips.
She hums quietly, glancing over her shoulder, her bottom lip between her teeth.
I curve one hand around her hip and push inside. She moans, not quite as quietly as I’m sure she intends. I grin when her eyes flare and the conversation next door ceases for a moment. I lean into her, cock sliding deeper, lips at her ear.
“Shh, darling, unless you want our neighbors to know how lovely you sound when you’re being fucked.”
She shudders, pulsing around me.
“Little menace, are you coming for me already?” I whisper.
She nods, lip sliding through her teeth.
“Maybe you do want them to know how well I take care of my precious bride.” I pull my hips back, sliding out to the ridge, then slam back in.
She sucks in a breath, legs trembling.
“See that couple in the kayaks on the lake?” I nod to the water, and her gaze follows mine.
“I’m sure we look like a sweet couple, just enjoying the view.
” I gather up her shirt, twisting it, exposing her from the waist down.
“But they can’t see your gorgeous cunt dripping pretty cum down the inside of your thighs the way I can, and they can’t hear the sweet sounds you make when I fill you up, can they, darling? ”
“N-n-no.”
“But you wish they could, don’t you?” I kiss her cheek.
“Oh my God,” she groans on a whisper.
“It’s okay to admit it, darling.” I pull out and slide back in. “I wish they could see how stunning you are when you’re stretched around my cock, but then I’d have to end them because you’re mine, aren’t you?”
“I’m y-y-yours,” she stammers.
Birds flutter in the trees above us, squirrels skitter away, and the easy laughter from next door has disappeared. Quiet, scandalized whispers follow. “They know, darling.”
She makes the most beautiful mewling sound.
“We should give them something to talk about, shouldn’t we? Maybe we can help spice up their sex life.”
She moans, wantonly, perfectly. I kiss her cheek.
“Hold on, darling, we’re going to make a scene.”
She scrambles to grab the railing as I grip her hips and pound into her. Our skin makes wet slapping sounds, and Mildred’s moan makes the birds take flight, expressing their displeasure at the disturbance.
She comes, my name the most glorious, desperate whimper, and I fuck into her one last time, holding her tightly as the orgasm rushes through me. We’re both panting and sweaty, neither of us giving a shit about being quiet.
Our neighbors’ sliding door closes with a bang.
“I hope they took notes.”
Mildred giggles, and it’s the most beautiful sound. “Who’s the menace now?”
“Me.” I carry her back inside and keep her in bed for the rest of the day.