Written by Suzy
19 Feb 2009
How time flies!
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How time flies! I was sat at home this morning having waved my husband Jez off to work and our son off to school, enjoying a cigarette and a coffee while checking my emails. I was dressed for work even though I wasn’t expected in until after lunch but I planned to spend some quality time shopping in town before work. In the middle of replying to an email, the door bell rang.
It was Andy. We’d worked together as teachers in a school before Jez and I’d moved to Leeds. He now was running his own educational publishing company. “Just in the neighbourhood and thought I should look you up Suzy”. It was great to see him again after about six years. We’d enjoyed some exciting times together after we first shagged while away from our respective homes on a training course. “To what do I owe this pleasure?” I asked. Andy smiled at me as I turned into the kitchen to get us both a fresh coffee. “I’ve been thinking about you and I was in Leeds today, so thought I’d drop in and catch up with you again after all this time”.
I walked over the chair at the kitchen table where Andy was sat and put his coffee in front of him. He smiled and his hand stroked the small of my back and continued down to my bottom. He continued to caress my bum through my skirt. I didn’t move. I was remembering the times we had shared. I felt his hand on my leg below the hem line of my skirt. He smiled at me as his hand moved up my leg ever so slowly. As he reached the flesh above my stocking top I did not trust my voice to speak. I simply bent down and kissed him. Our tongues intertwined in a sinewy entanglement of lust. He held my face in his hands, stood and moved his mouth to my neck. He knew I loved having my neck kissed and licked and that without fail it got my juices flowing. I closed my eyes and asked “Do you remember the night at the hotel – when I thought we were spending an evening alone and two of your Danish colleagues turned up?” “How could I forget – that was the hottest night of my life” Andy replied. I couldn’t help but ponder on the exquisite horny feelings that took over my very being that evening in the hotel.
I reached out and found the front of Andy’s trousers – there was an old friend knocking at the door wanting to meet me again. I turned and sat on a chair at the kitchen table, Andy’s crotch in front of my face. I massaged his cock and balls through his trousers – “You can’t just turn up after six years and expect a fuck without something in return” I said as I unzipped his fly. “What do you want Suzy?” he asked. I undid his belt and pulled down his trousers and pants, “I want the most erotic, horny night of my life” I said now stroking his cock gently back and forth with one hand whilst cupping his tight balls in my other. “When?” he asked. I licked the shaft of his pulsating cock. “Jez is away Tuesday next week for three days, so Tuesday or Wednesday night”. It took all my will power not to suck his cock down the back of my throat. I was horny as hell and wanting him there and then. But I held off, wanting his reply. “I fly to Copenhagen on Tuesday next week travelling back on Wednesday. Do you want to come with me?” I took his cock all the way down my throat enjoying the salty pre-cum drizzle left in my mouth as his cock had travelled through. “I take that as a “Yes” then,” Andy said. He reached down as I fucked his cock with my throat, mauling my boobs roughly as he jammed his hands down the front of my bra. Gagging for air, I pushed him back. “What do you have planned?”
First I’m going to fuck the arse off you and then I’ll tell you what I have in mind for next week.
He took my hand and pulled me up out of the chair, pulling me to him and kissed me hard on the mouth. His hands were caressing my bottom through my skirt as he felt for the button and zip which he undid in quick time. Our tongues were squirming together as my skirt slid to the floor and I stepped out of it. He pushed his hands down the back of my panties and enjoyed the feel of my naked flesh. He moved his right hand around to the front of my panties and ran his fingers up the soaking gusset, “God you’re wet” he said. He lifted me onto the work surface next to the sink and eased me out of my panties, spreading my legs wide and going down on me. In my state he couldn’t miss my clit which was on fire. He twirled his tongue around it and just as I was about to come he jabbed it up my pussy, slurping and licking my velvet lips. Just as I heading towards nirvana, he stopped and lifted me down, turning me towards the work surface looking out onto the garden. I was feeling weak with excitement and just as I leant forward I could feel him behind me, moving into position. He parted my lips and rammed his throbbing prick inside me. It felt wonderful. He pounded away and I reached down to rub my clit – I could smell my own juices off the work surface on which I now propped myself up. My legs were trembling and I could feel him start to slow and I knew he was about to come. I let myself go ……………. And as I juddered to my own climax I could feel Andy’s spunk spurt deep inside me.
We cleaned up and dressed before relaxing with a coffee and a cig. “So what are you planning Jez?” “You’ll have to wait and see. What are you going to do with your son?”
“Mum will come and stay for a few days – I’ll tell her and Jez I’m off to see Gillian in Edinburgh for a couple of days.” Hopefully I’ll have some more to tell next Thursday then …………………………..