A Lesson Learned | By : ffoxxy Category: 1 through F > As Time Goes By Views: 5179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Part 3
Carefully tucking his sticky cock back into his trousers, Lionel watched Jean as she straightened her mussed hair. “I have something I’d like for you to do.”
Jean turned to Lionel and studied his face. “Another suck?”
Lionel groaned and shifted in the chair he’d sat down in. “No, at least, not yet.” He smiled and held out his hand.
Jean gladly accepted Lionel’s hand, letting him settle her on his lap. “Then what is it?”
“Alistair is planning to work his charms on you and get you to let him fuck you.”
“Lionel!” Jean frowned. “He flirts, but what would he want with a woman my age? Why would he want to fuck me when he has access to all those young bodies that fawn all over him every where he goes?”
“Jean, Alistair may be nothing more than a boy, but he knows what I do…you’re a very sexy woman. What he doesn’t know, but wants to find out, is how it feels to have his cock buried in your pussy.” Lionel kissed her lips, his free hand slipping up under her skirt.
“I’m only amazing because it’s you doing the fucking. My pussy only wants your cock…your mouth…your hands.” Jean parted her legs as best she could without knocking herself off Lionel’s lap.
“My cock only wants your tight pussy, your hands and mouth, too, but I think, if you’ll go along with my plan, that we’ll have a lot of fun.”
Jean nipped at Lionel’s ear while his hand inched its way closer to her pussy. “What did you have in mind?”
“Go along with Alistair’s plan and let him fuck you.” At the look on her face, Lionel smiled and brushed his finger against the hood of flesh covering her clit. “Don’t worry…I won’t change my mind later and be angry because you were with him.”
“Why do you want me to go along with his plan?”
“It’s the setup I need for my plan.” Lionel smiled smugly. “You and I, darling Pooh, are going to teach the boy publishing wonder…a little lesson about personal property.”
Jean squinted her eyes at Lionel. “What are you up to?”
“Right at this moment? Can’t you tell?” Lionel looked at her with a sly grin.
“Oh, I can tell.” She squirmed. “Please, Lionel, tell me why? I don’t want another man’s cock in my pussy…not now that I have you back.”
Slipping a finger between the swollen flesh of her pussy lips, Lionel nuzzled her breasts. “I promise I’ll tell you all about what I have planned…just say you’ll go along with it.”
“I will, but promise me if I can’t follow through, you’ll stop this plan of yours and not be angry with me.” Jean’s head fell back, a soft moan escaping her lips as Lionel wiggled his finger inside her, stimulating her g-spot. “Ooh…you’re so good at that.”
“I promise I won’t be angry with you.” Lionel kissed her jaw. “And I’m so good at this because I know your body; every curve, dimple, and hot spot. I memorized it that first night we were together 38 years ago, and I added to the memory when we made love for the first time after finding each other again.”
“Oh, Lionel.” Jean’s eyes were a bit misty, her words whispered on a breathy sigh.
Lionel just smiled, kissed Jean’s ear then went back to nuzzling her breasts; his hand still busily teasing her pussy. Not saying anything else, he adjusted his arm so that Jean could lean back more. He could feel her thighs start to tremble, and watched in excited appreciation as her breast’s rose and fell as her breathing became faster. He licked her neck when her head fell back, exposing the graceful expanse of soft skin. “Easy, Pooh.” He whispered when she arched her back and her breath caught in her throat. “I’ve got you, just let go. Come for me.” He encouraged as his finger picked up its pace.
Jean’s body was so tense, she felt as though she would break in two. Lionel was winding her like a top and waiting patiently for her to spin out of control. “Uhhh…” she whimpered and gritted her teeth. “Uhhh…” she whimpered again, straining to let go. Feeling Lionel pull his finger from her, she cried out and begged him to put it back. “Oh, please Lionel…please.” Feeling his warm breath on her ear, she listened as he whispered his love and slipped his finger back inside her wanting pussy. Feeling his thumb rubbing her clit, Jean felt herself spiral out of control, and in her hazy state, heard a throaty cry fill her office as Lionel’s finger worked her to orgasm, finally ripping it from deep inside her.
Lionel gritted his teeth at the feel of her inner muscles gripping his finger, the sound of her throaty cry making his cock harder. Oh how he longed to be buried in the wet depths once more. “Damn, but it’s almost as good as fucking you with my cock.”
Before Jean could reply, they heard the door open to the outer office and the distinct sound of Alistair’s voice calling out for Jean. What a way to ruin the mood.
to be continued……
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