I knew from the outset that I would not be able to resist her. It was inevitable really… every time she caught me looking at her she would turn away, a coy smile appearing slowly across her face. It screamed out her innocence, or so at first I thought, but I soon realised that she was far from that. Rather, I eventually worked out that her demure glances were being used to seduce me, and have me fall headlong for her.
She turned and walked across the room toward me.
“You still haven’t told me your name…” I asked again, leaning back into my chair as my body began to react to the delectable sight of her perfect nakedness.
“I am your Maid, sir. And that is all you need to know.”
Justine had been waiting in the cafe for almost an hour before he finally arrived. Gaston sat in his usual seat by the window, which offered him a perfect view of the table where she was sitting.
An almost imperceptible movement of his left hand gave her the signal that he was ready, and she raised her leg up onto the chair, getting ready to slowly expose her quim to his view. Her folds were moist and glistened from her anticipation of this moment – once again she found herself in awe that she could have such an effect on the voyeur.
It took only a few moments for him to finish, and after wiping his shrinking member he raised himself to his feet, dropping the 500 euros onto her table as he passed.
She straightened her dress across her nakedness and picked up the cash, releasing a sad sigh. Her arrangement with Gaston to see to his needs might only be a short weekly visit, but it gave her an additional steady income… sometimes paying better than the takings of the cafe itself.
She knew that it would not continue forever, but she would continue to help him out as long as she could…
The envelope had been left for me on the hotel’s darkened oak dresser, lying alongside a small bunch of fragrant red roses and a bottle of Moet & Chandon champagne. I smiled, chuckling, as I shook my head. It was exactly the same M.O. as before— such a cheek, so presumptuous! As usual his confidence was overflowing, and he was thoroughly expecting me to go through with his wishes. He had no doubt at all in his mind that I would end up doing whatever he asked of me.
I turned the envelope over in my hand. The strong fragrance of his cologne drifted upward from its surface to thrill and stir my insides; my tummy trembling with anticipation as I stroked the three kisses he had drawn in cursive script across its rear. I took out a single sheet of white paper, folded once to protect his hand-written message inside. The instructions he’d given me were quite clear.
“Get suitably dressed and take a walk through the park. Be daring; wear no underwear except for stockings. Show yourself to at least three people you find attractive; men or women. I will follow close by.” I tightened my groin, feeling rather aroused at the very thought of this wicked and slightly dangerous pursuit.
I turned around to face him, standing in the doorway with a wide grin across his face. “And what if one of them asks me to take things further?” I asked.
He grinned lustfully. “Then you can bring them back here,” he answered, “…but you know I will want to watch!”
The hotel room door clicked shut as our guest went on his way, slipping out in the dead of night to make his way home. So that was that… it had now happened. After so long just talking about it, my wife had finally plucked up the courage to approach a stranger to share our bed, after she caught sight of him from across the hotel lounge bar.
But I was a bit puzzled. What exactly had been so different about him rather than the other guys who had come onto her while we were on holiday? Why hadn’t she picked up one of them? Maybe she noticed something in his pants that had attracted her from the outset? It made no difference. I don’t think he hesitated a moment, and almost leapt off his seat after she had put the proposition to him. He’s obviously a local; tall and tanned, darkly attractive. Maybe he’s done this before… but we’ll not see him again to ask him the question. You know, I don’t think he even told us his name.
“How are you honey?” I asked quietly, stepping out onto the verandah to see her lying back on the seat, hot with sweat and smelling of sex.
“I know we didn’t plan for this tonight,” she answered, “…but I just couldn’t help it, baby. To be honest, once we’d started, I didn’t want it to stop. I’ve never been filled or fucked so completely before!”
A slight sting of jealously appeared for a moment, and then almost as quickly was gone. I looked down at my wife as she reached out for my hardening cock, taking it between her fingers and squeezing it hard as I watched her pussy seeping with his juices in front of me. A serene smile slowly appeared across her face.
“You realise this will now change everything for us?” she said softly.
I nodded, and suddenly I realised that it was true. I could see from the look in her eyes that our lives would never be quite the same again.
It was going to be a contract. Just like any other. The easiest we had ever done.
The company would benefit; our shareholders too. We would grow exponentially and be assured of success. There was just one condition… one tiny little clause… Entered into the small print as if written in invisible ink… Remaining hidden, and just for the eyes of the parties concerned.
Maryanne was focused and she knew what she desired… and that was me. If I wanted the success I would have to pay the price… Anytime she called, I would need to respond… no matter what I had been doing beforehand, wherever in the world. She would call and get me running; waiting patiently until I arrived.
This would be our time; our secret; our pleasure… And I would be hers, waiting for her calls for as long as she wished. Or until she was bored with me.
So did I object to this unusual arrangement? Did I hesitate and deny her the pleasure? Not on your life! Just show me where I sign…
Laura opened her lips and took her thumb inside, lifting her face to the cascading waters as she imagined her lover driving his own finger into her mouth more deeply. Her tongue snaked out, running itself up and down the length and teasing the tip, emulating the movements she would make if it were his cock in her mouth instead… #erotica #mature #interracial #mmmf #explicit #foursome #amwritingerotica #amwriting
“I want you there ten-thirty sharp. Wait for me, wearing nothing but these.” He held out a short midi-coat and the highest pair of heels she’d ever seen. She gasped in shock. “In the underpass? At that time of night?” He smiled, his lips curling lecherously in just the way she liked. “Yes. You stand right in the middle, one leg up against the wall and your coat open and ready.” “But what if someone comes? A strange guy… or maybe a group of guys, on their way home. What on earth do I do then?” He grinned. “That’s easy. You just fuck them…” #amwritingerotica #erotica #amwriting
“So that is the deal? That is all you want me to do?,” she asked him timidly. His manner was serious, a trait which she found arousing. He sat opposite to her, an unreadable half-smile across his face. “As I said, there shall be no touching. You will do as I ask without question. I will simply watch, nothing more.” She paused for a moment thinking, considering her options. She licked her lips. “Very well. I will do what you desire. What do you want me to do first?” #amwritingerotica #erotica #amwriting #voyeur
“Am I ready for this?,” she thought to herself, knowing that her two lovers were waiting for her patiently in the next room. She moaned softly, her nipples rising, her body aching with desire.
“You do know there will be no turning back?” her husband asked, smiling kindly towards her as he reached for the door handle. This had been her choice, her desire, her dream; and he had agreed to her wishes. Would many other men do the same if they had been asked to do so? She wasn’t at all sure of this, but she felt lucky that he was supporting her with her wishes.
Right at that moment, she felt that she loved him more than she had ever done in the past. And at once, she knew that she had all the answers she needed, and was indeed ready to face the night ahead… #erotica #amwritingerotica #amwriting #menage #threesome #hotwife