Ellie removed her arm for a brief time feeling in her purse for a little box of condoms. She was now all but certain she would have Mike this evening. As soon as she was assured of their presence, she gripped Mike’s hands again. “So, what all does the bonfire entail?”
“Allow me to be your tour guide.” Heather turned around to speak to them as she walked. “I’m not as good at this as Cheryl, but I’ll try.”
“That’s our other friend from tonight.” Ellie filled in Mike.
“As you can see, there is a DJ and dancing.” Heather pointed in an arc to all the people arrayed around the burning pyre. About three-quarters of the partygoers were naked like them. A significant portion of those that weren’t, wore open cloaks with nothing else on underneath. “They’ll have karaoke in one of the corners if that interests you. The bars will be open until 2 am.” There were three serving areas around the blaze. “Pizza is available if you get hungry.” She pointed out a couple of well-illuminated buildings that appeared to be very nice trailers. “There are fully lit bathrooms with running water, there and there. When you need to go potty.”
Ellie could see faces that she recognized, including a couple of baristas from her favorite coffee shop and Katelynn’s pediatrician. That’s going to make her wellness check in a couple weeks very awkward. It was a well-attended event. Everyone seemed to be having a great time.
“Now, if you will follow me back here.” They followed along a trail illuminated by garden lights. The path branched into narrower trails on a short signpost; there was Heather’s first and last name glowing softly in LED light. “This is you two’s bed for the night. Another first-timer ritual, you have to sleep under the stars.” On a small wooden platform in the middle of the field sat a queen-sized mattress, complete with luxurious bedding.
“How do you know I want Mike sharing a bed with me?” Ellie questioned. Heather just arched an eyebrow and shook her head. “Okay, but what about you?”
“I’ll find some friends or sleep in my car, one of the two.” She paused, staring at both her charges. “Everything is already paid for, so eat, drink and be merry before you go at it like bunnies.” Heather smiled and giggled. “One more thing before I let you two loose, you could very well go get your clothes now, but it is traditional to wait until dawn.”
Heather then leaned in close to Ellie, whispering in her ear as she hugged her. “Have fun; you need this.” Heather kissed her on the cheek and then faded into the shadows to go do whatever she had planned. As Ellie looked about, she wondered if Heather’s plan b for the evening was to spend the night with her instead. Ellie thought she might have liked that, but the prospect of another round with Mike was far more enticing.
“Talk about putting some pressure on us,” Ellie muttered.
Mike felt so warm as he pulled her into his embrace from behind. “How about we just go grab a drink and see where the night goes?”
Ellie leaned her head up and pulled Mike into a kiss. “Mmm, sounds like a plan.” Ellie reached back and pinched one of his ass cheeks. Mike responded by caressing one of her breasts. “Let’s not wait too long; we have a lot of sex to make up for.” She hoped Mike’s hand was falling down her body aimed for her pussy; instead, he clutched her hand.
“No time like the present, then.” Mike and she walked hand in hand to the heart of the party. They enjoyed a beer or two and danced like fools. Neither seemed to be in a particular hurry to retrieve their clothes.
Mike was a fantastic dancer, which pleasantly surprised her. Dance moves were more complex in combat boots than they should have been, though it did not seem to slow Mike. His karaoke skills were, however, lacking, though he did sing with gusto. Heather made random reappearances, hand in hand with a very attractive, if a little older, couple. In time, the way she made out with each member of the couple left Ellie no doubt that these were her friends she was planning to meet up with. Though perhaps she had already made a pair of new friends. Naked Heather was a force of nature.
The main party ebbed and flowed with the DJ and the logs ablaze in the center. Ellie could see why Heather held up the bonfire with such reverence. The fire eventually started to die down. The main festivities became more sedate; everyone gathered around to hear some scary stores read aloud. Ellie sat in Mike’s lap, enjoying a couple of the tales. Mike’s hard cock pressed against her bum, making it hard to concentrate on much. She did have a wicked thought of handing him a condom and riding him right there in the crowd. Instead, she turned around and kissed him. “I believe we have a bed calling out for us.”
“I got a problem.” He whispered back, pointing to his large erection as discreetly as he could.
“I think I have a solution for that. Or at least a use for it; you just need to follow me.” Ellie hopped up with a giggle and started to walk away, leaving her hand back for him to grasp. Mike looked embarrassed, but he was no dummy. He took her hand, holding his boner to his body with the opposite. As she looked around, they weren’t the only ones with the same idea. Although it wasn’t blatant, she saw a couple women rising and falling on their partner’s laps. Her daughter’s physician had her lips around a cock. Her partner had a pair of fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. Her guy didn’t look like he was working with much, but who was she to judge. Todd had been smaller than average, but he always managed to get her off before the betrayal came to light.
As she picked her way through the haphazard collection of chairs set in a semi-circle, she caught the gaze of Heather. She had an open condom in her hand and was rolling it onto the cock of the older man she was with earlier. His wife or girlfriend was on her knees behind Heather, tongue running over her womanhood. Heather just gave Ellie a knowing nod and a smile.
Mike was able to release his cock as they entered the long pathway to their bed. Ellie would stop to tease him frequently, pulling him into a kiss and fondle his testicles. Although he had close-cropped pubic hair, his balls were neatly shorn. His penis looked to be on the verge of popping at any moment, occasionally spewing a few drops of precum. You don’t get to go off that easy. She thought as the pull of bed motivated them forward. Ellie was dripping wet, over four years without anything but a vibrator was about to come to an end. Not only that, but it was with a guy she had loved at one point in time. Maybe that would come again, but tonight there was an animal desire that needed to be acted on. Part of her wanted to take Mike to somewhere far more private, but perhaps the thrill of nearly getting caught in the act that made the sex so mind-blowing way back then.
“Boots off, on the bed.” Ellie was a little surprised by how bossy she sounded, motivating action from her beau.
“Yes, ma’am,” Mike said with a smile.
Ellie pulled off her roundel. Collecting the package of condoms before she set the shield aside. She did keep it safe as she would need it on Sunday. She unlaced her boots, eyes staying on Mike’s. He had that same cocky, sly smile that nearly got her in so much trouble years ago. There would be time to catch up and see if this could be anything later. They had only spent a week together before; why was she already building this up into something more. What will he think when Mike finds out she has a daughter? Would he run away? What had he been up to for seventeen years? Why had they fallen out of contact so quickly? Fuck him first, then go from there.
“How have you gotten so much more beautiful in all these years?” Mike broke the hungering silence with a question and complement combo plate.
“Yoga, you haven’t done bad yourself. Get under the covers; I think I need to see how much of that cock I can suck.” Mike obediently followed her instructions. As she crawled onto the bed, now only wearing her red wig and the dark thigh highs, she was more than a little surprised that the bed was a sturdy and springy foam mattress. She had been expecting an air mattress. How much had Heather paid for this? Ellie thought she owed her best friend big time; that was not an unusual state for their relationship.
She straddled Mike’s torso, her naked body the only thing outside plush comforter. The still blinking wristbands shining like a lighthouse on her wrist. Ellie couldn’t resist sliding her clit against the outline of his cock. It was going to feel so good when it filled her long-vacant pussy. She kissed Mike as she continued to hump his erection over the covers. “Mmm. I remember how well we fit together.” Ellie was more sexually excited and on edge than she had been since that magical night. Even as desperately horny as she felt, she wasn’t about to put on a free show beneath the light of glowing stars, LEDs, and a small wedge of moonlight. It was going to be bad enough that others would be overhearing the sound of her fucking Mike. That couldn’t be helped; she needed him.
Shimming beneath the covers, Ellie paused again to stare into those brilliant blue eyes. How much time had they missed out on? The feeling of her breasts pressed against his broad, warm chest, nipples hardened into sensitive points, had her on edge already. The tip of his penis stood at the edge of her quim; all it would take would be a little movement of her hips for him to slide inside. It took a surprising amount of willpower not to give in to primal urges. What’re the chances you would get pregnant from one bareback fuck? A desperate part of her psyche called out. You’re batting a thousand so far besides; how do we know Mike is clean? It was a minor miracle Todd hadn’t given her something; she found it hard to believe she was his only conquest.
“Ready for this?” Ellie looked up as she kissed his chest and burrowed beneath the covers.
“Just as long as I get to taste that sumptuous pussy again.”
“Sumptuous, huh? I like the additional vocabulary.” Ellie popped her head out of the covers for a moment.
“I have learned other tricks as well. Ohh!” She didn’t let him go any further, sucking his cock into her mouth. It seemed like she could only get about half of his long shaft in her mouth. She had been able to deepthroat a substantial cock in her younger days but had been out of practice for the better part of a decade. Todd had not been a challenge to accommodate. Ellie licked up and down the shaft getting a mouth full of the sheets along with the length. “Ptt!” she spit out the sheets audibly. Mike had the most excellent dick she had ever been with or seen. Some had been curved, and some had been chubby little nubs. Mike’s was long, smooth, thick, and straight. It was thickest just behind the head. His cock was illuminated by the blinking wristband, making it look like it was in its own private dance club. Her tongue circled the widest portion; she couldn’t wait to feel how it filled her. Again, the bedding arrested her fluid movements. It was getting frustrating.
She concentrated on sucking him into her mouth, bobbing up and down, and sucking hard on the fully engorged cock. “Guh, guh, guh!” the sound of her fervent bobbing felt cacophonous, even muffled by the thick comforter. Ellie was rewarded with a groan and a significant drop of slightly salty precum. She gave him a slight reprieve, one hand gliding up and down his shaft as she fingered herself with the other. The covers got stuck in her fingers in both locations. When she tried to suck one testicle into her mouth and got nothing but bedding, it was the last straw. “Fuck this!” she cried out and shoved the covers away.
“Soon enough, El!” Mike joked. It was so much nicer to be able to see him.
Ellie sat up the night air embracing her. The cool breeze felt slightly chilly, but she could think of several activities to warm them up. Going back to work, now without restrictions, Ellie took complete control over him. She could taste the nectar on her fingers when she started to stroke him all along his impressive length. Her misgivings about putting on a show for anyone lurking in the dark were silenced, wanting Mike to feel good. Ellie was determined to get his shaft down her throat but frustrated by her lack of recent practice. Might be getting plenty of practice soon. She couldn’t help smiling at the thought.
It wasn’t long until Mike tapped her on the shoulder. “I believe it’s my turn.”
“But you haven’t cum yet.”
“Ladies first.” There was that cocky smile again; she could fall for him.
Ellie sat up and reconned the area; she could count at least nine small islands of light like their own. They were not alone in their nighttime activities. She could see at least five others moving rhythmically, illuminated by flashing wrists. El thought she could make out a woman riding someone in profile. Based on the build, it could be their benefactor. The woman did have Heather’s slender body and long hair, alight with blinking LEDs. She paused a moment listening to the sounds slapping skin and joyous moaning. Amidst the chorus of pleasure, she had no doubt that Heather was enjoying the end of her night. Good for her.
Mike sat up and pulled her into a kiss; he must have seen her sightline. “You can take my cock for a ride as soon as I get you to cum.” He picked her up in his strong arms and twisted her around to throw her down on the mattress. It was a light toss; she bounced a little on the bed, laughing as she did. “I’m glad you got rid of the covers. I missed seeing your face.”
“While I suck your cock?” Ellie said with an arched eyebrow, accepting another blistering kiss.
“In general.” He smiled and then gave her another peck. “That was a nice bonus, though.”
Ellie felt joy as Mike nuzzled into her neck with a kiss and a nibble before moving down to her collarbone. She wanted him to attack her pussy, directly devour it and her clit. The need to orgasm was overwhelming any coherent thought. Mike’s tongue flicked across one nipple, teasing the sharp point before kissing around its counterpart. Her breasts used to be vital in getting her to orgasm but had not been a part of her masturbatory routine. It felt different since Katelynn had suckled on her. It was fantastic to be reminded that they could be used for another purpose beyond the primary biological usage. Mike spent considerable time inspecting and teasing her two large mounds. “Are these bigger?” he paused to look up and kiss her again.
“Maybe?” Ellie teased. She knew for sure that they were a full cup size larger than in her younger days. They grew during her pregnancy and never really receded after her girl stopped nursing.
Mike kissed further down her body; he kissed either hip and then sat up just staring like a starving man at a buffet. “Do you have any idea how gorgeous you look?” She shook her head weakly. “Your pussy is a work of art.” His strong fingers traced around her labia as he looked on with awe. Ellie shuddered; she could feel excess honey seeping from her womanhood. If he kept teasing her, she would have to start fingering herself again. He didn’t keep her waiting any longer, his long middle finger dipping into her.
Ellie stared down through in the valley between her tits, watching the long digit disappear. She wished they were at home, in her bed, so she could get a better look at him as he played and toyed with her with the lights on. His thumb flared across her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure crackling like slow-moving lightning, powerful and bright. “Oh, fuck!” She cried out, not caring about being overheard.
“Someone else improved her vocabulary.” Mike smiled with that cocky, infuriating, yet endearing grin.
“I need to cum, Mike!” She cried out, knowing for sure anyone else in the area could hear her begging.
“I think I can handle that.” Mike shifted backward and lowered his face into her crotch. A second finger joined the first, stretching her pussy like she didn’t with her vibrator. It just had her longing to be filled by his beefy cock. His tongue bathed her in sensation. “Delicious.” He stated. He didn’t keep her waiting any longer.
Fingers picked up speed, the sound of her dripping excitement broadcasting out into the night. She didn’t care; the storm of pleasure was building like a sudden thunderhead on a hot, humid summer day. “Damn, you have learned some new tricks.” Ellie was rewarded with a quickened pace of his tongue flick against her clit. Mike had been the first man to go down on her. She had been fingered before him, most notable on a bus ride back from a football game, but any other guy she was dating hadn’t given her oral. Those boys before him had been greedy and not generous like him. Even though she blew a few guys before sucking Mike’s big dick, zero reciprocated. Years ago, he lacked skill, but he was earnest and determined, slowly learning what it would take to drive her over the edge.
Mike had taught her to be slightly more selfish herself, demanding reciprocation from future partners. She could feel his lips enclosing around her clit, sucking the bundle of nerves. Timidly at first, probably check to see how El reacted. “Oh, God!” she bellowed out when he found the perfect intensity. Thunderbolts coursed through her veins, alighting nerves that had been dormant for far too long. Just as the bolts of sensation began to cascade into bliss, Mike backed off. His fingers kept plying their trade as he moved back up her body; his tongue flicked against a nipple, sending a lesser cyclone twirling into her body. His thumb pressed into her clit, swirling the nub around just at the brink of being too intense. “Ngah!” Ellie cried out as she quivered beneath his expert hands. Mike kissed her, the flavor of her honey boldly saturating his lips. “I need your cock, Michael!” She declared using his proper first name.
“Not until you cum, Eleanor,” Mike smirked, returning the proper usage in a much more controlled tone. He moved slowly, teasingly down her body. How does he remember my body so well? It was just one week. His fingers curled in and out of her womanhood; she sounded so wet. More vibrant pink lightning arced through her body as his thumb pressed its attack again. Mike’s soft lips caressed and teased her nipple. They were so hard it was almost painful; creamy orange thunderbolts echoed through her nerves, the multiple colors of energy spiraling together, increasing their amplitude.
“Make me cum, Mike.” Ellie looked down at him, knowing her eyes were as pleading as her words.
“Only if you let everyone know how good you feel. Don’t hold back, Ellie. We are not hiding from anyone tonight. Just like at the pool.” After a week of hiding their illicit meetings, doing all they could to not be found, they threw all caution to the wind that last night. They were hoping that the concrete walls and loud pool equipment would cover their sounds. It had felt so freeing to shriek through orgasm after orgasm.
“Ok,” she whimpered. Ellie was so close to the edge; she just needed a little kick.
“What was that? I can’t hear you.” Mike beamed up from between her legs.
“Make me cum,” This time louder, but still a whine.
“Better.” Mike sucked on her clit and then paused. “But not loud enough.”
“Make me cum, Mike!” This time she yelled out.
“It think that can be arranged.” His fingers were a blur of motion. They had zeroed in at the perfect spot at the top of her vaginal walls. A brilliant blue bolt flared through her body.
Her fingers found her nipples, teasing the rock-hard points; pale yellow sparks joined the orchestra. Ellie was suddenly unconcerned that one wrist lit up her ample breasts. She was just now realizing how badly she had missed sex. Mike’s lips wrapped her clitty again and began sucking. A blinding violet arc created a symphony of sensation. The unrelenting storm within her passed her tipping point. Her back arched, and she screamed into the night. Her pussy quaked around Mike’s fingers. He stopped suckling her clit, but did not stop moving his fingers in and out of her. “YES! FUUUUUCCCKKKK!!!” Her lungs and vocal cords conspired to blare out an announcement to the gathering that she had just had the best orgasm in years and years. Her whole body quaked and sputtered. She kept screaming into the night, for what felt innumerable seconds, brilliant bolts of color invading her vision and suffusing every nerve.
Finally, the potent climax released her nervous system from its grip. “Holy. Shit. Mike.” Each word was a complete thought. His nectar-drenched lips met hers as soon as she was capable of fully conscious thought. She liked the taste of her own pussy on those supple lips; it was going to be addicting.
“Whoo! Go, Ellie!” Came a voice from across the darkened field. “Nice job, Mike!” Heather yelled out clear as a bell.
“You have some very supportive friends.” Mike leaned up with a smile.
“They are part of the package.” Ellie smiled.
“Good, they seem to make you happy. What else is part of the package?”
“So, many good things.” She smiled, wanting to tell him about Katelynn, about Todd, and everything about her life. Perhaps she was still just drunk off an incredible orgasm. “But that’s tomorrow. Over waffles.” Ellie felt around atop the mattress to find the tiny box of condoms, slightly afraid that they got caught up in the raging storm. Fingertips found cardboard. She held the package up. “Sex, now.”
“Sounds like a great plan, both parts.” Mike accepted the gift and tore into the packaging as if it was the most excellent present ever. Ellie leaned up on her elbows, admiring the strong, confident man in the low light. That cock would feel so good filling her up. His long, thick penis was soon wrapped in a latex sheath. Could this possibly live up to the nostalgia of remembering when they were young, naïve, and so in love? “You want to take him for a ride?” Mike held his beefy dick in front of him.
“Yes, but not yet; I’m still worn out from that orgasm.” She smiled at him, scooting down the bed and spreading her legs a little further. “Go slow, you’re huge, and it’s been a while.”
“I think I can handle that.” He leaned down to kiss her. The head of his cock was nestled between her labium. All he needed to do was push. They didn’t break their lips as his hips pressed his monster penis slowly into her. She had never been a size queen; her lover’s skill always seemed so much more important as long as he was adequately sized. The way he was already filling her, she might be persuaded differently. His advance was slow and deliberate, retreating just as the stretch started to be a little overwhelming. She wrapped her legs around him. He was patient, the kiss finally breaking as she needed to moan into the night.
Mike withdrew until only the tip of his penis stayed nestled in the embrace of her womanhood. He smiled, eyes burning with intensity. His hips slid his cock rapidly in and out just the first few inches of her tunnel. A new storm was already building within her. He paused and then slowly and firmly made a deeper foray into her dripping quim. Back before, when they were so young, there had been little technique, just deep, firm strokes. It was still emblazoned as the best night in her sexual history. Ellie had experienced better lovers, but never one night of escalating orgasms so intense. Mike repeated his advance, retreat, fervent stroke, advance pattern until his entire length was buried in her vagina.
“FFffuck!” Ellie exclaimed. “Were you always this big? I don’t think I could take it if you were any more massive.” She managed to get out, words interspersed with moans and sighs. A larger, cataclysmic storm was firing off within her just from the stretch and fullness of his cock. He didn’t answer as he moved in for a kiss. His penis sliding back and forth through her well-lubricated tunnel. She pulsed her vaginal muscles against him and gripped down on him when he was at the nadir of his stroke.
“As long as you have known me,” Mike said with some grunts intermixed. “Has your vagina always been this superb?” Ellie just smiled; to be honest with herself, she had been a little apprehensive; he was the first man she had been with since she gave birth. She worried that her vagina would be far looser than before. He sat up, giving her long slow strokes; the friction pervading the entirety of her womanhood was exquisite. It would not take long for a second stronger orgasm to brighten her body. Mike quickened his pace and then suddenly halted, changing back to slow stokes. “I am not going to make it much longer. It’s been too long, and you are too good.”
“I’m almost there again; just hold out a little longer. Oh!” Mike nodded, and then his face contorted into a look of consternation; he was determined but not necessarily able. He switched back in forth from long, slow, sinuous strokes to frenetic advance and retreat. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Almooosssttt!” The storm roiled and rumbled through her, arcs of a vibrant rainbow of electricity slamming through her. Mike’s fingers found her clit as he railed her. That was all she needed. “OHHHH! GAAHHH!” Ellie screamed into the night; it felt like the squall inside her would coalesce into the material world. Vaguely, she could hear Mike grunt; her legs were locked around him. This climax was an order of magnitude more explosive than the last. She closed her eyes tightly as Mike embraced her body, the feeling of his hammering heart prodding the orgasm to new heights. Her whole form shook as she yelled into the night in triumph.
The electrical tempest raged through her body, vagina clenching around Mike’s buried stiff pole as if it was trying to fire the excessive sensation into him. A disco tech of color splashed lightning sprayed over her tightly clenched eyes. Ellie wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She couldn’t help wailing her pleasure into the starry sky. A feeling of deep satisfaction, the likes of which she had not experienced in at least half a decade, saturated every nerve fiber as her climax finally subsided. Mike’s orgasm must have abated a little more quickly; he was waiting with a smile when her eyes opened. She pulled him closer to her lips for a kiss. “I think the whole place knows we’re having sex.”
“Good,” Ellie stated simply.
Mike — That same time
Mike could scarcely remember an orgasm that powerful in his life. Perhaps back with Ellie half a life ago. He loved Deborah with all his heart, but their sex life had been far more mundane. His slowly relaxing cock was still buried deep within Ellie’s intoxicatingly tight vagina. They kissed and wordlessly held each other for several minutes before they could decouple. Mike pulled the used condom from his cock, filled with evidence of the intense ejaculation. He tied it tightly and dropped it to the side of the bed. It wouldn’t be much fun to clean up in the morning, but he wasn’t going to look for a garbage can right now. That would be minutes, not around Ellie.
She shifted over and laid on her side. Mike reclined beside her and stared into her light green eyes; their tone was so bright that it seemed unreal, even in the low light surrounding them. “Hi.”
“Hey.” Ellie’s speech was ever so slightly slurred, apparently drunk on a pair of powerful appearing climaxes.
“I am blowing my average.” His was voice soft and a smile on his face.
“What do you mean?” Ellie looked confused.
“I think we were up to four of your orgasms to one of mine back at the pool. I only got you a couple to my one.” His hand found Ellie’s, clutching her tightly as if she was going to disappear into a puff of nostalgia conjured memory.
“It took you a week to build up to those numbers. That was just a warm-up.” Ellie’s opposite hand fell upon his softening penis. “If I recall, you were always good for one more.”
“We’re good at this, right?”
“Best sex of my life.”
“Even if I only made it five minutes?”
“It’s been a while; the first is a freebie. I came, hard. How on earth did you remember what I liked so well?”
“You are hard to forget.” They pulled each other closer, just staring into each other’s eyes for several calm minutes. The sounds of sex continuing on around them only vaguely in his mind.
“You ever feel like making a repeat of that pool night? I am there for you,” Ellie smirked and then kissed him.
“So, this is more than a one-time thing?” Mike’s heart raced. He really hoped this wasn’t just a one-and-done reunion. There was something far more than memories and nostalgia.
“It damn well better be; I am not waiting another seventeen years to have that mind-blowing of sex again.”
“How about five minutes this time?”
“Already?”
“Do you have any idea how fantastic you look?” Ellie shook her head in response. “Your vagina is unreal.”
“Get dressed then.” Ellie handed him the second condom of a three-pack. “I am going for a ride.”
Mike rolled onto his back and donned the prophylactic. Ellie straddled his torso and then leaned into him. Not breaking the fervent make-out session, she leaned back with her hips engulfing his phallus. She did not take the slow and steady approach, instead bottoming out on his pubic bone before grinding her clit against him. “Fuck, you’re the perfect size.”
“I’ve never heard many complaints.” Mike smiled up at the stunning vixen. At the start of the night, he had intended to pretend to be someone more confident, which lasted about twenty seconds before he felt at ease talking to Ellie and her friends. Even without knowing who she was yet, his typical anxieties were muted. He didn’t need to be someone else around her, but maybe he liked to turn the cockiness up a notch or two.
Ellie sat up and rearranged her legs to get better leverage as she began fervent squats along his turgid shaft. “I’ll bet not, oh!” she exclaimed as she bucked with reckless abandon, seemingly unashamed by providing a show. He reached out to grab her hips and stabilize the motion just a little. Mike couldn’t help but think about the tentative first ride that Ellie took on his cock. She informed him that he was the first cock she ever rode. Before him, her sexual encounters had all been strictly missionary.
On the fourth night of their misadventures, they were in a small meeting room, the only light leaking in from the glass window out into the hallway. Ellie seemed a bit more daring that night and wanted to try something different. She ordered him to take a seat on an armless leather chair with his shorts around his ankles. El equipped him with a condom and then dropped her panties onto the table. The sex was slow and tentative; Ellie seemed to be feeling out her body and how she needed to move. Although that night lacked poise, she picked things up fast. By the next time she employed her lessons, she did so with confidence on a pool lounger.
Tonight, Elle lacked neither confidence nor technique. One hand was in her red hair; the opposite was kneading a tit. The strobing LEDs spotlighted those perfect breasts with aplomb as she bounced for a few minutes, moaning to the night sky. She leaned further back, reaching her flashing arm down to her clit. Mike watched in awe at the perfect way that his penis parted her lips, the way her pussy squeezed his meaty cock was going to make it challenging to get his average to improve. Her hips pivoted forward as she rose on his penis and then canted back on the down stroke. When she started to rock her hips side to side, the friction hit every part of his straining dick.
Mike wasn’t sure how much longer he could make it; Ellie was too good. Just as he started to worry, Ellie crashed forward. Her arms caught herself on his chest as her mouth opened to scream, but there was no sound. She shuddered as her vagina convulsed around his cock. How he managed to forestall his growing need to unload was a wonder, but probably primarily due to being enraptured by the sight of Elle climaxing atop his body. He needed to see that more often. “Ohhhh!” Something audible finally formed from her scream. Her lips met his with insatiable need.
“Umm, your cock is magic,” Ellie stated matter-of-factly. Another long make-out session was initiated.
“That’s one.” Mike smiled as he looked at her slightly stupored façade. He stated between an impassioned flurry of kisses. He was enjoying every second, her breasts pressed to his chest and his hands on her plump ass. The lack of continued, furious humping was helping to disarm his ready-to-fire cock.
Ellie finally released him and lifted off his cock. He was so excited that it didn’t fall back and hit his tummy, the strength of its descent arrested by the erection. “I still want to ride; you want to watch this ass.”
“Yes!” Mike shouted, maybe slightly too excitedly.
Ellie smiled slightly shyly. How she could be shy during this show and yet continue unabashed, he had no idea. “Good boy.” Ellie turned around and squatted over his cock, one hand holding it rail straight as she lowered onto his cock. “Umm, yeah, magic cock.” She announced loud enough that any of the close beds had to hear. It was his turn to blush even amid wild sex in the open. Ellie did not possess such a full ass in her youth. It had been pleasant and exciting, but the years and whatever exercise program she leaned into had been very kind to her.
As with the cowgirl position, Ellie wasted no time getting to work. The loud smacking of skin broadcast boldly into the party. Ellie’s escalating moans were leaving no doubt as to what was causing the slaps and wet friction noises. Mike grabbed her hips and ass to help keep her centered as she leaned forward on his legs, quickening the pace that her vagina was swallowing and expelling his penis. Bliss was being propelled into his veins, radiating from his paramour’s aggressive rising and falling.
This was not a position that they had attempted before. They had done doggy a few times, once with her bent over the same conference table from the first night, another as she leaned over the edge of the pool. Anything that occurred the night at the pool ranked highly in his book, but there was something exceptional about the conference table. It was the first time she had taken off her skirt, not just her panties. It was more than just the look, but another step to getting far bolder as the week went along.
“Oh! Mmm! Uh! Uh! Uh!” Ellie shouted as she leaned further forward; his cock was forced into an odd angle, almost painful. Nothing was lessening the straining need to fill Ellie with a load of his semen that would be stopped only by latex. He couldn’t stop his hips; even with slight discomfort, his body was driven by a biological need for release. Before he could, Ellie abruptly stopped, “Um, God! How am I close again?”
“I hear tell that I have a magic penis,” Mike said with a smile.
“It’s a magic cock.” Ellie stated calmly as she leaned all the way back, so she was laying on top of Mike as if she wanted a moment of calm. Mike knew she needed to cum again instead. One hand found a nipple, teasing the sharp point. He was rewarded with a sigh. His other hand found her nub; she whimpered as he pressed upon it. “Oh, you just want to work on your average.” Ellie cooed into the night sky. Her hips started to move up and down his cock again.
“You’re so cute when you cum,” Mike kissed her neck.
Ellie responded with a frustrated-sounding groan but didn’t stop moving on him. On the contrary, her tight circles around his cock intensified. “Oh!” She bellowed into the night yet again as her tight pussy clamped down on his cock rhythmically. Mike just held onto her wallowing body as another powerful-sounding climax ripped through her. She brought her feet up, so they were perched on his thighs while her whole body shook. “fuck…” She said quietly as she dismounted from his penis and then fell in a heap on the bed beside him, still panting and smiling.
“That is what I’m trying to do.” Mike turned over on his side and faced his lover.
“Magic. I haven’t cum like this in, well, ever. Your dick does good work, Mike.” Ellie rolled over and gave him a come hither look. “It’s your turn to do some of the work.”
Mike obediently climbed over her. He kept her legs together and then raised them a little as he entered her. If she had felt tight before, this was a whole new ballgame. “Wanted to see if yoga made you flexible along with being so attractive.” Ellie nodded as she brought her arms up and parted her legs, bending them back behind her arms at a seemingly impossible angle. Her body arrayed in front of him; she looked amazing with her impaled pussy. “Wow.”
“Yoga, cheer, and gymnastics.” Ellie looked quite proud.
“You have a magic pussy.” Mike leaned down for a kiss, hips constantly pounding his cock into that enchanted vagina. He was surprised when Ellie stayed contorted in that mesmerizing shape.
“In that case, fuck me hard with that magic cock. Let’s see what kind of sorcery we can get up to.”
“Let me conjure up another orgasm for you.” Mike leaned into his powerful strokes. Concentrating, not on the heavenly friction and the pulses of sensation thrumming out of his cock, but the look of Ellie’s face as it transformed from a cocky smile to pleasure. He was surprised how quickly he could fall back into feeling like he had this whole sex thing down. He wasn’t lying when he told Ellie that she made it easy. It must have been two minutes of solid, fevered fucking before Ellie’s flexibility reached its limit, and she let her legs go.
The missionary position may be boring to some, and if it was all that Mike ever did, he could see that as well. It had its natural advantages. Like being able to see Ellie’s face as they fucked. Tiny changes in expression could tell him how to vary up his relentless strokes. He had full access to her highly reactive nipples. He could lean down and make out with this enchanting woman. The kisses were slow, languid, and hungry even as his hips kept moving furiously, driving his cock with speed in and out of her. When he broke the kiss and pivoted back up, it also gave him all kinds of room to reach her explosive clitoris.
“Oh…” Ellie’s arms found her nipples, teasing the little peaks. She seemed to be much more forceful with the sensitive flesh than he had been. “Harder, Mike!” She commanded, and Mike did so without argument. The slap of flesh upon flesh echoed into the night, joining Ellie’s cries in announcing the solid coupling for anyone in the vicinity.
The first time they had fucked in missionary all those years ago, it had been in a secluded bathroom. Ellie sat on the granite counter. She was wearing a yellow sundress, hiked up to her belly button. Her pink panties sat beside her as Mike went to work. That time, he did not last very long. The feeling of her extraordinary vagina causing him to quickly succumb. He promptly extracted himself just before the sensation hit, but it was too late. He groaned, embarrassed as the latex swiftly filled. Instead of soaking in shame, he got down on his knees and went to work. Mike was thankful for all the time he had spent in the back of his old truck with an ex-girlfriend. His penis may have disappointed, but he still managed to get her a couple of orgasms.
Mike was not going to disappoint Ellie this evening, even if she had already cum four times by his count. All his concentration was on how her face was reacting to his strokes coupled with playing with her clit. He couldn’t spare any cycles of thought to the blooming pleasure threatening to hasten his coming ejaculation.”Oh… Fuck!” Ellie shouted. “I’m close again.”
“Let’s get you to three.” One strong hand grabbed her hip, the other redoubled its efforts on her clit. Ellie’s eyes looked wild, her breathing quickened. Her hands looked to be pinching her nipples hard. Mike employed strong strokes, engaging the entire length of his cock, pounding hard into her magic vagina.
A long low moan slowly escalated into a scream. Her hands came off her nipples and gripped the sheets firmly as El screamed some eldritch-sounding, incomprehensible phrase repeatedly into the night sky. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” She begged as he could feel her vagina pulse strongly and her legs vibrate against him. Her back arched as she screamed again. Mike followed his instructions until her legs stopped shaking and her eyes opened. “Magic cock!” She panted and then pushed him lightly off her.
“Three,” Mike was sweating and breathing hard even in the autumn air.
Ellie grasped his cock and removed the condom. “No getting to four tonight. I don’t need you bruising the kitty too much. I think I am going to need it tomorrow.” She laid on her belly and drew his raging erection into her mouth.
“I am not going to last long,” Mike said along with a sigh. The suction and stroking that she was doing felt exquisite.
“Then cum for me, Mike.” Ellie didn’t stop stroking as she presented him with another order. Mike closed his eyes, and he gave in to the sensation. One of Ellie’s hands grasped his testicles, toying with the aching orbs as they tightened a little.
Electricity surged up his spine, and there was nothing he could do to curtail the powerful orgasm any longer. “I’m cumming.” He yelled out, warning Ellie in case she didn’t want him to deposit his load in her mouth. She did not stop stroking and sucking as he came. “Ohhhhhhh…” He gasped out, unable to contain himself. After all the build-up, the release was gigantic.
His whole body seemed to contract, expelling a surplus of sperm. Each new contraction appeared to be a magnitude more powerful than the last. Ellie emanated a happy giggle with her mouth full as he unloaded. By the fifth hit of sperm, the tone changed to a bit surprised but still joyful, but his body just kept spraying blast after blast.
His cock must have unloaded in at least fourteen intense spasms. Between this orgasm and the first, he thought he had cum more by volume in a pair of bursts than all the times he had masturbated during the last five years. This second, incredible ejaculation felt more satisfying than its intense predecessor. A calm bliss echoed into his veins.
“Wow,” Ellie sounded a bit muffled as she sat up. He expected her to spit out his semen over the side of the bed. Instead, she made a show of swallowing it. “That was a lot. It must have felt good.”
“Incredible. That’s new.” Mike said, referring to her swallowing.
“You always taste so sweet,” She smiled, coming in for a kiss. He didn’t flinch at all, even though he could taste the remains of his ejaculation on her lips. Why should he? She didn’t get squeamish about her nectar on his lips. “Swallowing makes cleanup easier.”
“Does it now?”
“Uh-huh.”
“We’re good together, right.”
“Very.”
It wasn’t long before the lengthy day, and intense sex caused them to get sleepy. Adrenaline finally spent, they could no longer fight against being up way past their usual bed times. Ellie snuggled in close to him as sleep overtook the pair. Her form in his arms felt right. Her perfect butt curled against him as they spooned needed to be repeated as often as possible. Mike was falling for this firecracker of a woman. He hoped when they talked tomorrow, she would not be scared away by his children. That would be a problem for tomorrow, for the night he would just soak in the blissful feeling of her spooned against him.
Ellie — The next morning
The sun was just starting to color the sky as Ellie walked back toward their bed. Waking up early was just something she did now, probably had a lot to do with an energetic little girl that liked an early breakfast. The camp was still mostly asleep, save for a couple of people watching the smoldering remains of the bonfire. She had half expected to regret her decision to stay nude when she felt the chilly bite of the predawn air. She was surprised that a warm front had wandered through in the middle of the night. This weekend might be the last gasp of warm weather before autumn truly settled in their area. El had even planned to wrap up in a throw blanket as she walked across the field to relieve a full bladder. The bathroom had been well-stocked; she got to remove the streaked remains of her makeup before she headed back. The surprising warmth felt good on her skin.
One man had been the catalyst to the best sex of her life, twice separated by seventeen years. Instead of waking up completely satisfied, a near half dozen potent orgasms had merely been an appetizer for more wild sex. El thought she would feel self-conscious this morning; she had sex in front of a cadre of other party goers, even if the night cloaked their bodies, everyone could hear her screams of ecstasy. She felt oddly proud and titillated, walking naked through a field strewn with tents and sleeping attenders of the bonfire. She would still have to take a walk through the camp to retrieve her clothing come morning; she was determined to do so proudly, holding Mike’s hand.
Stepping back down the path, Ellie could plainly see all the other open-air, queen-sized mattresses dappling the plowed corn field. Her best friend was asleep, between a couple, perky breasts on full display outside of the covers. When she stepped back onto the platform, she expected to sneak back into bed quietly beside Mike feeling his manly warmth. Be the little spoon for the first time in far too long. Ellie must have made more noise than she thought; Mike rolled over and stirred. He was rock hard; the thought of taking him for another ride crossed her mind. Everyone else is still asleep.
“Morning. What time is it?” Mike stretched lazily, only seeming to be half awake.
Ellie took a seat beside him and reached over to clutch his cock. “Too damn early; no one else is awake yet.” One hand fondled his testicles as she looked to see if he would react or be concerned about getting frisky when it was light out. “You know we are supposed to greet the dawn naked, but maybe we could do that and work on your average.” She leaned over to suck the head of his penis into her mouth. It still tasted of latex and semen from the night before; she thought she had cleaned him up better than that.
“Um, you know a blowjob isn’t going to help the average.” Mike sat up a little, watching in awe. Ellie stopped for a second and gave him a shrug. She stroked him vigorously while sliding the skin up and down his thick shaft. “Oh, you are good at that.” Her suction was reward with a large bead of precum. She put her entire body into giving him an incredible blowjob. Ellie was acutely aware of the sound of the sloppy blowjob echoing through the field for a few minutes before Mike spoke up again. “Not complaining, but I feel like I’m missing out. Can I lick that glorious pussy while you do that?” How have I never sixty-nined before? Ellie’s mind yelped internally.
Ellie didn’t take off her unlaced combat boots as she wordlessly straddled his head. His tongue flicked out like a curled serpent, striking at its unsuspecting prey. She quivered a little immediately, more from the memory of last night than the current stimulation. Anyone that wakes up can see you two. The tiny meek portion of her psyche that had kept her shrouded for far too long tried to speak out. Let them. The fierce, sex-starved portion was taking full command. Mike’s tongue and fingers wasted zero time getting to work. “Umm!” her loud sigh was thankfully muffled by a large portion of Mike’s penis. A long finger slid into her already dripping tunnel. He was already coaxing a surplus of nectar from her.
Sucking cock was a little difficult with the growing sparks of energy building in her. “I think you may possess the tastiest pussy in the world,” Mike said proudly as he took a short break from working on her clit.
“Oh, umm, I’ll have to take your word for it; you have probably taste tested more.” She bobbed up and down his cock a couple of times before something possessed her to add. “I have only sampled one other than my own. She was rather good, though.”
“Oh, lesbian experience. I think there may be a story there.” His fingers did not stop as he spoke evenly, even during a fierce blowjob. Her clit was arcing pleasure into her body like a tesla coil.
“Oh, there is, but I don’t think it’s a first date story. Ummmm!” She used her technique of muffling her moan on his cock again.
“I don’t think this is first date sex,” Mike said and then sucked her clit, find the correct strength again by her partially silenced moan.
“I’m usually a third date girl.” She said, both hands sliding on his saliva and precum slickened dick.
“Are you sure about that?” Mike didn’t wait for an answer and went for the kill again. His fingers sounded so loud as they glided in and out of her honey-drenched vagina. Ellie was baffled at how he already knew her body so well. This cunnilingus had surgical precision. A super-capacitor of argent electricity discharged and overwhelmed her nervous system. It took all her power not to yell out the bliss coursing through her shuddering body. Her legs shook, vibrating. She must have looked a sight, booty coming off his face into the air as she succumbed to the powerful climax.
“Ohhh, fuck!” she couldn’t stay completely silent. Her task was forgotten as she could feel nothing but pleasure soaking her nerves. Ellie clasped a hand to her face to help contain the primal scream that wanted to escape into the breaking morning light. Her body wanted to yell out for an audience to watch what Mike was doing to her. Much like the oral sex, her orgasm was quick but very intense, like a bolt from a clear blue sky. She eased back down to just above Mike’s face, his tongue lapped up a surplus of nectar send more minor jolts of pleasure through her again. It was too overwhelmingly intense; Ellie had to reposition herself, looking into his blue eyes shining like a pair of sapphires reflecting fabulous shades as the sky above exploded into a riot of color.
“You were the only exception to my rule, twice now. How are you so good at that?” Ellie leaned in for a kiss. Mike’s morning breath was tempered by a generous helping of her own honey. “I do taste good on your lips.” She gave him a smile while she reached out of the box that had made it through the night on the bed. One more packaged latex sheath.
“I keep telling you that, and you make it easy.” Mike’s eyes were sincere as he gazed up with his heady cocky smirk. “Your cute sighs are instant feedback.”
“You certainly didn’t suck on my clit back at the theatre conference. You have learned well.” Ellie came in for another kiss before she slid down his body to wrap his cock in protection.
“You’re lucky I knew what a clit was back then. I was very willing but more than a little ignorant.” Another confident grin. “You sure you still want to do this? It is awfully light out here. People are going to wake up and watch.”
“Chickening out on me, Mike?” Ellie sat back, returning the confident gaze.
“Never. Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?” His eyes kept traveling down her body as if he was trying to scan every detail and freckle on her pale skin. “I remember the eighteen-year-old version of you well, but time has been so good to your curves.”
“Do you still think about that night?” Ellie questioned as she climbed into his lap.
“All the time.” Mike reached up to feel her naked breasts. Expert fingers did not just grab and knead her tits but teased the hard nipples. “I started dreaming about it again when I moved back to town.”
“We need to talk all about the time between, but that will come with breakfast. We will need some more energy after this.” She looked around, surveying the still quiet field. A copse of trees divided them from the larger crowd around the fire. She was a little apprehensive about continuing for all her bravado, but she needed that cock again; one orgasm needed to begat another.
“And coffee, this is fun, but three hours of sleep is rough. Mmm.” He stopped talking as she rubbed him up and down her slit, nestling the thick head between her swollen lips.
Ellie held his surging cock in one hand as she lowered her body slowly onto his marvelous erection. The prior climax had her lubricated more than enough to take his penis, but her body still needed to get in its morning stretches. Unlike last night when she rode him, she took this slow. She deliberately impaled her vagina on his spear, the fullness already sparking the beginning of a second powerful orgasm. That or she really liked the risk of getting caught by anyone on the surrounding beds. After several retreats and new forays, Ellie managed to stuff the whole of his hard length into her dripping cunt. She gripped down on him with powerful, if recently underutilized, muscles. His expression told her everything she needed to know.
“Nope, more beautiful now.” Mike dropped his hands and just took in her body.
“Huh?” Ellie moved her hips back and forth, slowly stretching for more vigorous riding.
“I keep thinking I have seen you at your most beautiful, but you keep surprising me with more.” His hands gripped around her hips.
“Naked and on your cock?”
“It’s not that; it’s the morning light, the confidence, your real hair, no makeup. Those slightly torn thigh-highs. The way your eyes look in the dawn light.” He enumerated.
“I liked the red wig.” Ellie pulled herself up his length and then let gravity do the work of dropping back onto Mike.
“It was great; you just look more authentic like this. More like I remembered you, but better.”
“You’re some flatterer.” Ellie Sat up proudly; the sun was now cresting the trees that ringed the field, everyone would soon be stirred to wakefulness. She was not about to stop now like her decision was already made; all she could do was walk with purpose to her goal. She was traveling the entire length of Mike’s wide shaft, gradually picking up speed as her vagina continued to stretch. Mike moved his hips with her the strengthen the rate of their coupling. El was managing to stifle her moan but could do little about the sound of clapping skin and wet surfaces.
“You make that easy too.” Another smirk, she leaned down to kiss him again. “Very easy.” His hands found her nipples again, expertly teasing them. The voltage of her next orgasm was going to put the last one to shame. Wordlessly they stared into each other’s eyes as they greeted the dawn with the most exhibitionist and maybe the most gymnastic sex of her life. She could feel eyes watching her as minutes ticked on, trying to make her feel self-conscious. One of Mike’s hands fell down to her clit, circling her nub and sending a large magenta bolt lancing through her body. Fervent bucking on him caused more bolts to join the storm, just a little longer, and this squall would reach an apex.
Ellie leaned back, repositioning her legs slightly for a flurry of quick strikes. She shut her eyes tight, basking in every sensation in her body. Her tits bouncing on every stroke felt incredible at the moment, but she was almost certain that, like her vagina, they would ache tomorrow. Mike was playing her clitoris like an expert cellist, even as her movement made it harder to stay on target. The fullness of his penis was exciting many long-dormant nerves in her pussy, driving a coming orgasm to heights undreamed of even last night.
“Oh, God, I’m gonna…” Ellie crashed down on his cock as the climax overtook her nervous system. A riotous blast of color, imitating the recent epic sunrise, frolicked through her clenched eyelids. Bliss exploded through every nerve. She opened her mouth to scream, but nothing more than a gasp came out. Her legs shook, a shiver forked out of her vagina like a long, slow-moving bolt of lightning. She breathed in several sharp breathes as the euphoria slammed through her veins. “I missed that.” Ellie opened her eyes to stare at Mike’s awestruck face.
“Orgasms? I sure hope you have been having those the last few years.” Mike seemed honestly concerned.
“I have had plenty of those, but not like the ones we have together.” Ellie started to lazily rise and fall on his solid shaft. “They just seem better.” She looked around to see if others were stirring from slumber. Her eyes met Heather’s; her friend was sat at the edge of her bed, watching intently. Her legs were spread, and she was toying with her clit idly. Heather gave her a smile and a wink. “We have an audience.”
“Do we now? Who?”
“Heather.”
“Do you want to be done? Or give her more of a show?”
“You’re only on two,” Ellie said as an answer.
“Am I now? Then how about we give her one hell of a show.” Mike sat up, leaning in for a kiss as he placed his arms under her ass and scooted toward the edge of the bed. “You better hold on.” She put her arms around his neck as he leaned forward and then got to his feet. In one motion, he picked her up, still fully coupled. He spread his feet a little and then started to move his hips and rail her needy pussy. Ellie held on for dear life as she gasped.
Her heart beat faster, sounding like a drum in her ears; if Heather was awake, she was likely not the only one. No one had seen her have sex before, and three weeks ago, no one had seen her naked for years. Now she was the center of attention. She had the thought that it should have worried her, but instead, it felt fiercely empowering. An epic storm was growing within her. Like a small system forming off the coast of Africa, if the conditions remained right, it could be a hurricane of epic proportions by the time this made landfall. “Ohh,” She moaned out. Mike was able to stand and fuck her without any support for much longer than she expected. His muscular body was for far more than just showing off.
“Ow, cramp, cramp, cramp!” Mike announced as he spun her around and lowered her back to the mattress. Ellie couldn’t help giggling as he danced around, massaging a butt cheek. “What? That hurt.” Mike climbed back on the bed, kissing her as she laid back.
“Aw, poor baby. Let me rub that for you.” Ellie reached out and rubbed his ass; the opposite hand found his cock, giving it a massage as well.
“I don’t think that has a cramp.” Mike’s deep blue, almost indigo, eyes sparkled in the morning sun.
“It does like a massage, though.” Ellie smiled deviously.
“Um, not arguing that, but I thought you wanted to put on a show.” Mike leaned forward, apparently relishing in well-lubed friction. “You keep going like that, and my average is going to go back down.”
Ellie thought about the slowly building hurricane that was dissipating through her nervous system. She needed more of Mike to manifest that hopefully epic climax. “Can’t have that, can we. I need you to fuck me hard and deep for our crowd, Mike. Can you do that?” She released him and then rolled over, knowing how much he loved looking at her ass.
“Fuck, yes!” Mike spread her legs and gave her ass a sharp slap before aligning his cock with her tunnel.
“That would be the point…” The rest of her thought obliterated as her vagina was filled to the brim again. Even though she had requested hard fucking, Mike was warming up to it. Likely due to knowing the consequences of his size and wanting to avoid another cramp.
“Even more beautiful now!” Mike said excitedly. He gripped her hips and started to pound into her. The waxing storm returned to her nerves, each powerful thrust helping to build to encourage the raging storm.
“You keep saying that with your dick in me.” Ellie pushed against him on each powerful thrust. She was lost in the feel of him and the thought of putting on a show, especially for Heather. Would she get off while she watches? Ellie silently hoped for a yes to that.
“This time, it’s your perfect butt, sexy back, and sex tousled hair.” Mike paused to declare and then started stroking aggressively again.
“Harder, Mike!” She looked back to beg.
“Yes, ma’am!” His hands encouraged her hips up just a little, letting his cock get even deeper. Ellie pushed back against him. The storm grew more violent, spinning an array of colors of lightning flashing through her.
“Ohhh!” She yelled out, now no longer able to control the volume of her moans. This spurred on Mike, his cock becoming like a steam locomotive. Vaguely, Ellie thought she could feel a familiar, yet so distant, strength of orgasm building in her. She had ridden him twice, trying to recreate the climax that had been so strong it almost caused her to lose consciousness. Ellie had achieved two intense orgasms but barely scraped the all-consuming ecstasy of that powerful orgasm. Perhaps it had been the fear of getting caught, or maybe it was the steady growth of climax stacked on climax; whatever it was, the electric feeling arcing through her was pretty reminiscent of what she had been chasing for years.
“Harder!” El commanded as she snaked a hand under her body, seeking to add more to the storm via her clit. Each thrust slid her nipples across the soft sheets, sending more power into the coming hurricane. The thought that both Mike and Heather would see it added to the coming apocalyptic storm. “Almost…” Her whole body was quivering. “OHHHH!!!” She shouted like a siren warning about the impending landfall.
“OH, GOD!” Ellie bellowed out as it hit. So overcome with pleasure that every nerve fiber pulsed in time with the epic lightning show blossoming centered on her womanhood. The sound seemed muffled momentarily. Each piston-like pounding of his cock seemed to throw more power into the storm. She was honestly worried that her consciousness would be completely overwhelmed by the Cat-5 strength orgasm. She felt herself screaming but couldn’t understand the words. Mike’s relentless strokes suddenly petered off. Her being was consumed with the blinding, perfect, but fleeting bliss. The feeling of that night so long ago was finally surpassed by a massive orgasm.
Ellie shook as her other sense came back, a dull ecstasy blunting everything like pleasing gauze over her five senses. Mike had flopped onto his back beside her, panting from exertion. “Wow…” was all she could manage. She turned her body toward Mike and reached to embrace him. “I haven’t cum like that since… Ever.” She said and kissed his shoulder.
“I know the feeling.” He looked over with a drunken smile. His strong arm pulled her closer.
Ellie looked down to his cock, the condom covering it was filled with a milky white haze. How he had that much left after last night, she did not know. “It looks like it. We fit together really well.”
“Yeah, yeah, we do.” He cuddled in close, staring into her eyes. They kissed and cuddled for a few minutes before Mike sat up. “I would love to stay here and cuddle all day, but only one of us has snuck off the restroom.”
“You do nice work with a full bladder.” Ellie sat up and teased him.
Mike sat at the edge of the bed, slowly pulling the condom from his deflating dick. “I think I do nice work with you.” He leaned over to her lips, just planting a brief peck this time.
“Too bad that was our last condom; I wouldn’t mind an encore.”
Mike stood and stretched. “I have some in the front pocket of my backpack. Grab one more and will see what other trouble we can get into.”
“Okay,” Ellie smiled demurely as he beelined it for the tree line. He didn’t need to walk clear to the restrooms to relieve himself.
Ellie looked around; Heather was the only person that seemed to be paying them any mind. They clearly weren’t the only ones greeting the morning before Halloween with more sex. Two beds over, they were humping wildly, though obscured by a sheet. El was curious whether this was normal or if she and Mike had inspired others. She could make out another pair halfway across the field where they were outside of the covers, masturbating, eyes glued on each other. Maybe they ran out of protection. She thought as she unzipped the front pocket of Mike’s bag. Beneath his wallet and cellphone, she found another box of three condoms and something else.
He had a simple gold ring in the pocket. No! Her brain screamed; she picked it up and inspected it. Inscribed on the inside was a date, Mike’s name, ‘With all my love – Deborah’, and clearly a wedding date from a decade ago. Not again! Her stomach wretched. Not after that!
Mike came jogging back with a smile on his face. I can’t do this with another liar! “What the fuck, Mike!” Ellie yelled out, secreting the ring in her palm. See how things work out for you if you lose your ring, asshole! “Find your own way home!” She continued, tears filling her eyes. She picked up her shield and stomped off toward Heather.
Her best friend met her on the road. “What happened?”
“Not here; I need to get out of here!” Ellie stated, eyes filled with fury as she walked briskly toward the gate and her clothes. Her anger did not cool as they collected their clothes. Ellie dressed immediately; Heather just draped her dress over her arm until they got back to the car. If it weren’t illegal, and they weren’t headed to collect her car and kid at her parents, Ellie felt like Heather would have driven home naked.
“What the hell happened, El? I thought you two were having a great time.”
“Best sex of my life, no question.” Ellie stared straight ahead as tears streaked down her face. “And everybody in town could see it.”
“Don’t worry about that part; no one talks about what happens at the bonfire without permission from both parties.”
“Well, at least there’s that.” Ellie wondered if that was one of those high concept rules quickly forgotten when it came time to gossip.
“Then what changed with Mike?”
“I was getting more condoms out of his bag, and I found this.” Ellie dropped the ring into the cup holder.
“A ring?”
“A wedding ring in his bag, Heather! Juan says that That bastard Todd always hid his ring in that damned messenger bag he always carried around.”
“How do you know it is a wedding ring? Or that it is his? His brother did hand him the bag.” Sometimes it sucked that Heather was a lawyer; she had to always be so damned logical.
“It has his name and an inscription that says ‘With all my love – Deborah’ and a wedding date. It seems pretty damn convincing to me.”
“I’m so sorry, El.” They drove in silence for a minute. “Could he be divorced?”
“Why the hell would a divorced man carry his ring around, Heather?” Rage boiled inside her.
“You’re right, sorry.” More silence followed by. “Let me have the ring. I can get to the bottom of this when I get home. If he’s married, I’ll take it back to him and shove it directly up his ass after I get done kicking it.”
“Thanks, Heater.” Ellie rode the rest of the way in silence, angry and disappointed, she thought she had found her true love again after all these years, and all she saw was another traitorous bastard. A small part of her hope she was wrong; Mike seemed so perfect for her. She couldn’t hold back the sobs; Heather took her back to her apartment before picking up Katelynn, so she could get it back together as well as she could.
Mike — Saturday late afternoon
Mike couldn’t shake the persistent grogginess, but he was doing his best to keep up with his tiny clone as he joyfully chased the younger of his parents’ retrievers, happy giggles emanating from him. The fluffy black dog dutifully engaged in the game, letting Mikey get close before zooming away. If she got too far away, she would run back and crouch down floofy tail wagging. Louise was on the porch, helping Michelle paint her favorite princesses’ symbol on her shield, the last piece she needed to complete her ensemble for tomorrow. He grimaced at the thought of going back to the ballroom. He had a great night with Ellie and a damn decent morning until something changed. Mike had no idea what it was; why would the beautiful nymph suddenly turn on him and tell him to make his own way home?
Thankfully, Jason knew exactly where to find him. His brother hadn’t grilled him on what happened, which was good as he had no answers. Seeing Ellie again had awakened something in him that had lain dormant for far too long. She was beautiful, intelligent, witty, and he thought single. He kept wracking his brain, thinking of what he could have done wrong to make her snap at him.
His father and Jason were operating the grill. His mother was flitting about taking pictures of her family, their older retriever following her like a shadow, probably thankful that her sister was the one entertaining Mikey. Grandma was in heaven, having her family all in one place for Halloween for the first time since the grandkids were born. Their house was adorned with cobwebs, spiders, scarecrows, and witches. She leaned into the holiday with glee.
“Hey, Mike, dad forgot something at the grocery store.” Jason’s words brought him out of his stupor.
“Wouldn’t be a grocery run without forgetting something.” Mike couldn’t help the sleepiness still evident in his voice.
“Mind running me to go pick up buns? I’ve had one too many IPAs.”
“Cooking burgers, and they forgot the buns?” Mike yelled up the hill.
“You forgot the spaghetti, Thursday.” He yelled back, waving at him with his beer. He had cooked a great meat sauce, one of the myriads of things that Deborah taught him to make. The actual pasta was still sitting on a shelf at the store.
He shook his head, walking around the outside of the house. “How bad did we get beat today?” Mike had come home and taken a long nap while Grandma and Papa entertained the squirts. He had been preoccupied with thoughts of Ellie all day.
“You haven’t seen?” Jason said with a laugh as they hopped in Mike’s truck.
“No, I have had my mind on other things.”
“We won!” Jason said triumphantly.
“What! How!” His team was perennial cellar-dwellers. They usually managed to win an easy non-conference schedule before getting buzz sawed by their league rivals. They were playing a top ten team this weekend.
“Bribery? The other team was acting like the football was covered in butter.”
“My boss is going to be pissed on Monday,” Mike said with a laugh; one of his boss’s sons was attending the rival school.
“Just try not to rub it in too hard.” Jason paused for a moment, Mike knew the direction of the coming questions. “So, what happened last night?”
“We went to a haunted house, then we got naked at the bonfire. Why didn’t you warn me?” Mike looked over briefly at a stoplight.
“It’s against the rules. Who was this girl?”
“Did I ever tell you about the theatre conference when I graduated high school?”
“Not exact details, but you did come home professing your love for a girl. Ellie, I believe it was. I always thought that was the equivalent of my girlfriend went to another school.” He chuckled a little.
“She is very real. We, uh, saw a lot of each other during that week.” Mike flipped on the turn signal to the pull into the shopping center.
“You had sex with a girl after high school; what does that have to do with last night?”
“That was Ellie, Princess Anna was Ellie. It wasn’t just some sex; it was the best sex of my life. Last night we picked up where we left off.”
“Then why aren’t you still with her? Is she the one and done type?”
“I didn’t think so, well too much information, but she brought three condoms. We used two last night.”
“Did you two have a tent or…”
“Her friend, Heather, the elf from last night, told us we had to sleep under the stars.”
“Oh shit, You had one of the exhibitionist beds?” Jason just smiled. “Michelle and I did that two years ago. We would have done it last year, but COVID. With covers or not?”
“We did other things under the stars besides sleep.”
“Good for you, Mike; what happened this morning?”
“Ellie woke me up in an extraordinary way. Then we expended the last condom.”
“In broad daylight!” Jason stared at him, equal parts aghast and proud.
“Yeah, well after we finished, I went to go take a pee. She wanted one more sequel before we would have waffles and talk; I told her where she could find condoms in my backpack. When I came back, she was suddenly pissed; she yelled at me and then stormed off telling me to find my own way home.”
“Crazy?”
“I don’t think so, but I don’t have her number, and I have no idea what suddenly changed. I…” Mike paused a second, bewilderment on his face. “I thought we really had something going.”
“That sucks, man. Well, at least you got out there again; they can’t all be winners. You got laid!”
“I don’t think I can take Mikey and Louise to the same pediatrician. Ran into her last night at the bonfire.”
“No, you didn’t,” Jason stated plainly as they got out of the car. “Rule of the bonfire. You didn’t see anything.” He smiled as they walked into the store. “It works both ways; they also didn’t see you.”
“Grab the buns; I am going to go find a stout since you got dad into the IPA bull crap.”
“I promise I got some good ones this time.”
Mike just shook his head as he crossed the store to the beers. He almost ran smack into Heather as she picked up a wine bottle when he rounded the corner. “Heather?”
“Mike.” Her response was terse, anger dripping in the single syllable.
“What, what did I do?” He asked honestly, bewildered.
“Not here. Can we talk somewhere private?” Her words cooled considerably, though she was averting her gaze, looking uncomfortable. “Ellie has something of yours and your axe. I am going to deliver her some wine, and then we can speak.”
“Yeah, come see me at my parents. Michelle will kick my ass if I don’t have that axe tomorrow.” Mike gave her the address and his phone number; he didn’t know why but he still trusted the odd woman. No matter how the evening ended, he still owed her so much. “Call me if we don’t answer the door; we might be out back.”
Mike quickly selected a six-pack and headed back with Jason. They talked more sports than anything about the bonfire. It took Heather a few hours to make an appearance. He had just gotten Mikey down, with a bedtime story, when there was a knock on the front door. Louise and Michelle were watching an episode of the cartoon, apparently a new one tonight. His parents and Jason were still out on the back deck enjoying the night.
“Heather, thanks for coming; what do you have for me.”
Heather motioned for him to come out on the front porch with him. “Mike, tell me the truth. Are you married?”
Mike couldn’t help hanging his head, not in embarrassment but a sudden belt of grief. “I was.”
“Recent divorce, or are you two just separated.” Heather’s words dripped with venom.
Mike couldn’t help the tears welling in his eyes. He walked over to the porch swing and buried his hands in his hands. “Deb has been dead for five years. My son will never remember his mother. My daughter vaguely remembers her face, and it bothers her. Hell, it bothers me that I can’t quite remember how her voice sounded anymore.” Tears were dripping down his face.
“Oh, fuck…” Heather said as she flopped onto the swing beside him and put an arm around him. “And now I’m the asshole.” Heather pulled something from her pocket, a simple gold ring that Mike had worn for years after Deborah passed. “Ellie found this in your bag. She thought you were married.”
“No, that’s why she suddenly got so angry?” Heather gave him a slight nod. “It stays in my backpack with me, I don’t wear it anymore, but I still miss her every day.” Mike stared at Heather in disbelief. “Why didn’t she just ask me?”
“Because her fiancée of several years was married the whole fucking time,” Heather said flatly. “He lied to her face for years. He got her pregnant then ran away like a little bitch. She thought she was cursed.”
Heather and Mike sat on the porch swing for a half-hour, going over everything she didn’t want to talk about last night. All about Todd and Ellie’s daughter. Mike wasn’t a violent man but silently vowed to knock Todd out if he ever met him. He couldn’t understand how a man wouldn’t want anything to do with his children. Katelynn was a year younger than Mikey.
She listened quietly as Mike went over the story of Deborah, her strength in bringing Mike into the world, holding her hand as she passed in the middle of the night. Crying because her siblings had missed saying goodbye by ten minutes. The five years of living in a funk, his promise to his dying wife to find love again and not define his life by grief.
After both their stories, they sat in silence for a few minutes, Heather finally breaking the calm night air. “Would you want to see her again after this morning and the overreaction?”
“Not going to lie, that hurt. But I think I am in love with her. Don’t tell her that yet.”
“Good, you are good for her. I’ll talk to El. Your family going to the contest tomorrow afternoon?”
“Yeah, Michelle made costumes for the whole family.”
“Meet us there; I think she loves you too. Always has. I’ll text you if she’s too embarrassed; maybe we can try something else.”
“Thanks, Heather, for everything.”
“Yeah, I think you’re a good guy Mike, sorry again.”
The next day Mike was unbelievably nervous. He leaned into his acting trick to become the calm, confident, and wise King, thankful for a little more to his costume than last night. He kept looking at the clock, Ellie had yet to show, but he received no text from Heather. Fifteen minutes from the deadline to enter the family competition, Queen Anna made an impressive entrance; on her hip was a little blond princess with rosy cheeks and her mother’s light green eyes. Ellie’s vibrant red wig was replaced by straight silver hair. Heather was beside her, in a much longer dress, but still playing the elf. Ellie caught his eyes and blushed.
Mike gave Jason a nod, and he and Michelle distracted the kids by watching some expert pumpkin carvers for a few minutes. Ellie handed Katelynn over to Heather, who took her over to what looked to be face painting. “Hey,” Mike approached cautiously.
“Mike,” She reached out and put a hand on his shoulder. “I am so sorry.” Her tone didn’t sound like an apology, but like she was about to go into a, we should just be friends speech. His heart dropped; was this going to end before it started. Ellie cleared her throat. “That was the wrong tone. I suck at this; sorry about the overreaction. I must seem like a crazy woman.”
“Heather told me about Todd. Add me to the list of people that want to punch him in the teeth. I assume she told you about Deborah.”
“Yes, I feel like such an asshole; I just assume that every guy is a Todd in disguise.”
“I am not going to lie; I was pissed when I saw Heather with my ring.”
“I should have at least given you a chance to explain.” Ellie averted her eyes for a moment as she took in an audible breath. “If we are going to date, it isn’t going to be easy. I’m a little broken.”
Mike pulled her into a hug. “So am I. Maybe we are broken in a way that fits together.” She leaned in and kissed him, chaste and not burning wildly with passion. There was still a glowing ember, though it felt like they did not want to get caught by their children. Heather did not miss the sight; she looked over with a smile and a wink.
“Katelynn is a part of the deal from the start. If you meet her, you can’t just runoff. Especially not today; it’s her fourth birthday.” Ellie pointed to her daughter, who had apparently found another princess and prince. She was meeting Mikey and Louise, cackling excitedly. Mikey started bouncing excitedly and then hugged the petite blonde without warning.
“She’s adorable; Kate has your eyes.” He pointed at his pair “Mikey and Louise are my pride and joy. The only thing that kept me sane after Deborah.” He couldn’t help smiling as their children made friends. “You want to meet them since your daughter already has?”
“I wanted to take it slow, but, yeah, I guess I can’t avoid it. Kate will make sure I do. To think I just thought I was looking for a hookup.”
“It was a great hookup.”
“Best sex of my life. You know we are going to have sex in private sometime; I hope it’s not a dealbreaker.”
“Not every time, I hope,” Mike said with a laugh; Ellie shrugged but smiled. “I think I can handle that,” Mike said as he turned her to go meet the children. “Hey kids, I found Queen Anna!”
“Anna!” said Mikey with considerable excitement.
“King,” Katelynn said, pointing at him. Her eyes snapped to Ellie and then back to him. She giggled, light green eyes shining. “King! King!”
“Your mama tells me it’s your birthday.” Mike affected the most regal-sounding voice he could muster. He knelt down to Katelynn’s level. “How old are you?”
Katelynn was suddenly shy, gripping her mom’s legs, eyes getting big. She looked up to her mom and then back at the king. “It’s okay, babe; I know the king. He’s a friend of your mommy’s.” Kate’s face brightened with the reassurance, her worried face sliding into a wide smile as she held up four tiny fingers.
“Wow, you having a good birthday?” Katelynn nodded.
“I like your dress.” Louise was speaking to Ellie.
“Thank you, I like yours too. Did you make it?”
Louise nodded vigorously. “With Aunt Michelle.”
Mike had intended to just play along for a few minutes, but Katelynn had glommed on to his children as they wandered around to all the fun things the festival had in-store. Ellie stayed by his side, making the rounds with his family and Heather in tow. When they thought they could get away with it, they held hands. This time there was no shying away from discussing their lives.
Epilogue — Ellie
Sipping on a cup of coffee as she strolled through the house, Ellie stepped over a toy brick invention of some sort that now pervaded her home, likely an own going collaboration between Mikey and his younger sister. El watched the snow slowly building into piles on their back deck as she passed an open window. Her home was warm, beautiful, peaceful, and quiet in the midmorning of a chilly late January day. School was out for a few days for conferences; Grandma and Papa had taken the four grandchildren, as well as Jason and Michelle, on a quick excursion to visit the town where Louise and Mikey had been born. They had a great children’s museum that his kids loved and had been telling Kate about for years. Mike and Ellie would have gone along, but they both had at least a day of work that couldn’t be skipped.
What had the intention of a long weekend may stretch over a few more days if the winter storm didn’t relent. She hoped it would slack before Sunday when they planned to return. More than four days without her kids would be too long. It would be the longest she had been without Katelynn, Mikey, and Louise since their honeymoon. Ellie had managed to complete a project yesterday, so she took a personal day. Mike was planning on joining her, but he had one last video conference to complete before spending the day together. With the snow falling heavily, it was doubtful they would be getting out of the house for a few days. Ellie didn’t think that would hurt her feelings at all.
Their early courtship began with a fit of stops and starts. They were both interested but had equally hectic schedules. Ellie was pretty sure she had started loving him seventeen years ago but needed to assure herself that Mike was the man she built up in her mind. They took everything slow, they had gone trick or treating together on Katelynn and Mikey’s insistence, but other than that tried to limit doing too much with the kids in case it didn’t work out. It would be two months before they were in bed together. They celebrated New Year’s Eve with a sultry kiss that was the precursor to fantastic sex against a wall in Cheryl’s storage room. Mike could, in fact, hold her up in his strong arms the whole time they fucked without cramping up. Interrupted briefly by Heather and the girl she was dating, she had the same idea.
They didn’t have sex in private until the following morning. That broke the dam that had managed to keep them somewhat separate, even though they were both yearning for one another. Her fitness may have suffered for a little while thereafter; she traded the time she partitioned for yoga for sex with Mike. Though they did work up quite the sweat. The weekend after Valentine’s Day, they finally couldn’t keep a budding relationship from their kids any longer. By summer, her apartment lease was up, and she moved in with Mike in his wonderful new house. They were engaged by the next Harvest Fest and married early the following summer.
Anna, their year and a half old golden retriever, was sacked out on the couch in the front room. Her eyes opened as Ellie walked into the room, her tail thumping the couch cushions like a drum, but she didn’t get up. With as much squeaking of her favorite toy she had done last night, she ought to be tuckered out. Maybe I should keep waking you up. The kids picked her name; what else could it be other than their favorite queen. She thought that Anna was a little miffed that her mom kicked her out of the bedroom.
The walls of the hallway were covered with pictures of her and her family and another woman. She could never replace Deborah, nor would she want to rob the two oldest of their dearly departed mother. Ellie was happy to find her slice of perfection. Louise called her bonus mom, which made her smile. Mikey never really knew his mother and now called Ellie mom, which made her a little sad and very happy at the same time.
Mike’s voice was booming out from the office in the far corner of the house. He worked from home most days, only occasionally catching a flight to the primary office a couple of times each quarter. Setting his own hours most days meant he could help around the house and with their three munchkins quite often. It did, however, mean he was occasionally beholden to important meetings. He had taken a personal day today as well, but an impromptu meeting with their most important client had him conferencing in for a few hours this morning. His boss was going to refund the whole vacation day for two hours of work.
Mike was an excellent father for Katelynn, a job he took on without question the moment their dating became serious. Todd had never met his flesh and blood, and Mike never missed an important school or social event. Their daddy-daughter dance had been so adorable. Ellie hoped that she was as good to Louise and Mikey as he was to Kate. It wasn’t just Mike; his whole family adopted her as their own. His parents were Grandma and Papa to Katelynn. Michelle and Jason were her aunt and uncle; little JJ was her beloved cousin. Louise and Mikey were, no question, her brother and sister. The memory of Mike asking Kate if he could marry her mama before he proposed had an errant, happy tear sliding down her cheek. She insisted that her last name was changed when mama’s name was. Fitting as Todd had been nothing more than a sperm donor, even his financial support disappeared. Juan and Heather could reach out to their contacts, but Ellie declined; her family needed nothing to do with that deadbeat liar.
She opened the door to her cosplay studio, office combination. Mike made sure she had a few hours a week without the kids and dog milling about to work on her creations. She could do some sowing while hanging out and having family time, but more intricate work needed time and concentration. He would take them on some fun expeditions, Ellie would return the favor letting him pick up hobbies he had never had time for since Debbie died. She checked on the epoxy she had set on a costume for Louise; it seemed that she would be following the acting path of her father. Ellie had taught Mikey to sow; he was an outdoorsy kid but seemed to be interested in creative pursuits. Katie had a budding interest in all things computer; her dad and Uncle Jason were delighted to teach her a little about what they did.
Michelle, her one-time rival at the annual costume contest, had her own corner of the cosplay space. Each Halloween, they would prepare costumes for their whole combined clan. Using their collective skills had netted a couple of wins in the family contest of the Harvest Fest. Only the adult contest each year was a point of contention. They battled for the podium each year.
Halloween and the Harvest Festival were seminal parts of their year. Not the least important part of which was Katelynn’s birthday. It had been when Mike and she had gotten back together. It was also when a lack of communication almost ended everything before it started. That lesson coming so early had been a boon to their romance. The unofficial connected event of the bonfire was equally as important.
It was hard to believe how much had changed in the three years since they had gotten back together. Cheryl and Heather still joined her a few nights of the week for yoga or just some time together, sometimes with all the kids, and other times Juan and Mike would take them.
Heather, the savior of a budding relationship and the impetus to them getting together, was still great with kids, even with the addition of Mikey and Louise. Each year she would insist that Mike and Ellie attend the bonfire. She would even set them up with the same bed as the first time. Sometimes, Heather didn’t find another couple to stay with; instead, she shared their bed. It was so much fun that she became a frequent visitor on nights that either of the Grandparents took the kids. That was likely over now as Heather had finally found a fellow nudist that she and Cheryl had money on would be her husband. Her vocal protestations against having her own children were also weakening.
Ellie peeked her head into the room; she knew where Mike had always set up the laptop, so he was facing toward the door, hoping no surprise children or puppies could not walk into the door and into the shot, but she wanted to be extra careful. His dark blue eyes met her instantly as he continued to explain the ins and outs of a new setup for their product; he couldn’t help his mouth turning up into a smile as he finished his spiel. The talk had a familiarity of just being his office; the client must have completed their part of the call. Assured that his camera was not pointing toward the door, she stepped into the opening and leaned against the wall as seductively as she could. Her open silk robe was likely aiding her in the exhibition. He gave him the best demure smile she could and pointed at her smartwatch, reminding him that his promised two hours were over. “Do you guys need me for anything else? Ellie is at the door and seems quite insistent that my time is up.”
“Why don’t you have her say hi? We always love to see Ellie.” His kindly, if occasionally grumpy boss asked.
“She’s shaking her head no, says she has no makeup on.” Mike couldn’t help his cocky grin as he drank her in. It wasn’t just the makeup that was missing.
“Hi, Frank!” Ellie called out, still unseen.
“That’s the best you are going to get, sorry, sir.”
“You bring her with you the next time you come to the home office; I’ll budget a ticket for her as well.”
“Yes, sir. If you’ll excuse me, I believe my wife has a busy day planned for me already.” Mike signed off and shut down the computer. He had his cellphone if there was an emergency. It had better be multiple servers burning to the ground and taking their designs with them if his two direct reports couldn’t handle it. Mike had been promoted to just below the CTO at the company; still, he managed to clear time for his family. Mike worked his forty hours and no more unless there was a true emergency. His family, his children, and his wife were more important than any job. He hustled to the door with excitement in his eyes. “Make coffee?”
“Decaf.” She stated before his lips met hers. His hands came behind her to grab her ass. “You did this to me.”
“Darn, I think you had a lot to do with it too.” He gave her a small, playful, aggravated grunt. It was just something he was going to have to get used to. Although he was rather good at abstaining from alcohol with her, he needed caffeine to function. The most recent bonfire Ellie had come home with a more fantastic present than any before. Come summertime, Mike and Mikey would be further outnumbered. She was three months pregnant with another daughter. They couldn’t be happier. “What honey-do list do you have planned for me today?”
So far, this pregnancy had been far smoother than her first. No morning sickness to speak of, with Katie that had been a constant. Ellie hoped that she didn’t have a reciprocal relationship with how good a baby she would be. Katelynn had slept through the night nearly immediately. There was one side effect of the pregnancy though, she had been insatiably horny. Her smoothly waxed vulva showed slick evidence of her masturbating while El was waiting for her hubby. She had kicked Anna out of the bedroom to play with her vibe. She hoped to keep the wax sessions going, at least until closer to their daughter’s arrival. Ellie had become much more confident in her body since Heather had nearly forced her to get waxed again. She would do almost anything to avoid the meek feeling in the time after Todd and before Mike.
Perhaps the pregnancy couldn’t entirely be blamed for the persistent amorous feelings. Both she and Mike had spent nearly a half-decade without sex; now, they were making up for lost time. They had even revisited the site of their first sexual escapades. It was a little sad to find cameras in the pool area, but not the conference room. Over three years in and the sex only seemed to be getting better.
“I think you’ll like this one.” She leaned in for another kiss. A bedroom needed to be repainted, a crib that needed building, but they still had six months to accomplish that. Her hand reached down to give his cock a squeeze. He was already hard. “No kids, a long weekend, and an empty house; what kind of trouble do you think we can get into?” Ellie set down her coffee and let her robe fall; she turned around and strutted to the kitchen. She could hear Mike’s belt hit the floor as he stripped behind her.