ILLICIT LIAISON (The Middle)

The morning after our first liaison I entered the office with some trepidation, wondering how my partner of the previous evening would greet me, and whether he would have passed our secret around.
He met me in a corridor and discretely patted my bum with the whispered words “Thank You”. I was greatly relieved and muttered “Likewise”
Later in the day I found a sealed envelope on my desk. I opened it and found an invitation to join him during one of his weekend working trips away from the office.
Temptation.
No will-power to refuse – partly due to the little flood of anticipatory wetness in my panties.
I saw him as we closed the office and quietly said “Yes, please”
On the Friday of that week I left the office early and after packing a small suitcase I drove across the county to the pre-arranged rendezvous. During the week I had visited my doctor and now had a new cap & a fresh tube of cream, so was fairly confident that all would be well; I had inserted my new purchase before I left home.
He arrived shortly after me and suggested I follow him to a garage he knew. There we parked my car for two days and drove onward in his.
My eyes nearly popped out when we entered a large pillared gateway and drove up a tree-lined avenue to a most beautiful country hotel.
The management seemed unfazed by our registering in two different names and we glided up to the second floor in the lift. The room was sumptuous with a beautiful view over the surrounding forest.
We embraced passionately and unpacked, checking that we had nearly two & a half hours to dinner.
There was only one thing on our minds and for the first time he undressed me – slowly and sensuously, before sitting me naked on the bed and handing me a parcel, nicely wrapped in pretty paper. I opened it and found a pair of the sexiest blue silk panties I had ever seen; amazingly there was a matching bra, exactly my size. No man had ever given me such a present before and I warmed to yet another of his special talents.
I kissed him and he suggested they should definitely be worn for dinner.
He knelt before me and started planting soft kisses on my thighs but I had to restrain him before he reached too far, explaining that I was already protected and the cream wouldn’t taste very pleasant – plus the fact that nobody had ever actually kissed my most private place before.
I stood and helped him remove all his clothes, marvelling again at the very exciting circumcised erection I exposed.
Once again, the days of waiting since our last meeting had ensured we were both highly aroused and we lay on the bed caressing every part of each other’s bodies, knowing it would be a short & urgent session.
His hand had been stroking my pubis for some minutes before he ventured a finger between the slippery lips and suddenly I shuddered violently as he touched something exceptionally sensitive.
He drew his hand away and looked at me in surprise, “I’ve definitely found your little clitty” he said with a smile, “Is it so sensitive?”
It was then that I admitted to him that over the years of my few intimate relationships with men, I had never had anyone find the place he had touched.
He looked at me in total disbelief, “Then how have you enjoyed it before?”
“I’ve always had my enjoyment when my partner has been inside me – I’ve never had a feeling like that – I promise you” I’m not sure he believed me, but he moved to kneel between my legs, as before, but this time he didn’t push into me.
He positioned himself so that his wonderful warm penis slid along the crease between my lips, touching the special place each time he moved forward.
The feeling was indescribable. Every nerve ending in my body was sending sensual messages to my brain and I began to feel almost weightless as he continued moving slowly. Hitting the target each time was hard for him because I couldn’t stop my hips writhing with the intensity of his caresses. I know I began to moan, the noise getting louder as I felt myself losing control.
At that point he stopped and gently slipped inside me.
“Give me your hand,” he said softly.
Taking it in his, he placed it on my mound, “Now find the spot yourself and we’ll go the final lap together” he instructed, “Surely you’ve done this before?”
It seemed almost embarrassing to admit I had not, but the truth was, I had never had an overwhelming need for sex. It was something that was lovely when it happened, but when there wasn’t a man around, I never felt frustrated.
On this occasion however, I was keen to try and replicate his touch on me, and quickly found the hard little spot at the top of my crease. The effect was electrifying, and for one panicky moment I thought I was going to climax right then; I didn’t want to because he wasn’t ready, and I secretly hoped we could arrive at the finishing post together.
For a few minutes I just lay there, my eyes closed, feeling his firm thrusts into my vagina and keeping myself on the very brink by tiny strokes on my clitoris.
His thrusting became more violent & uncontrolled, with throaty groans emanating from above me. I felt him lurch forward, driving his penis hard into me followed by the ecstatic sensation of his flood of semen.
My index finger gave the little nub a few more delicate strokes and I was there. My hips lifted off the bed, arching towards him and every muscle below my waist seemed to go into spasm as I hit the peak of the most intense orgasm I could ever remember.
He collapsed on top of me, whispering sweet things in my ear and stroking my perspiring forehead as he kissed me again and again.
“I think we need a short rest before we think of dinner” he said, setting the alarm on his watch.
We dozed contentedly until his watch bleeped and we headed for the bathroom for a shower. After I had put on my stockings I paraded the new underwear and received a whistle of approval. My dress for the evening was suitably revealing and a number of heads turned as we entered the bar downstairs.
The meal was excellent and after coffee we decided to take a short walk in the vast grounds as it was a warm summer evening.
As we strolled I was learning more and more about the man who was beginning to feature in my thoughts every minute of the day. He had a wonderful sense of humour and gave me a feeling of strength as I walked arm in arm around the well-tended gardens. We reached a wrought iron seat and he sat down, pulling me towards him. As I stood there, smiling down happily at his weather-beaten face, he ran his hands up the back of my legs and squeezed the cheeks of my bottom. Then, without warning, his fingers hooked into the waistband of my new panties and with a sharp tug they were down around my knees.
I gasped and hurriedly looked around, “What ARE you doing?”
“Just improving the air flow and ensuring you aren’t too hot,” he grinned, lifting each of my feet in turn and pocketing the panties.
“Well, that’s certainly a ‘First’ – I’ve never been outside minus panties before”
“Then let’s go and enjoy a nightcap before we turn in”
We walked back to the bar and I was very conscious of my unfamiliar nakedness as we sat having a drink. He sat opposite me, tempting me to part my knees so that he could get a view. The wine and Scotch must have lowered my reserve and he opened his eyes wide as I gave him a quick flash of the warm and wet haven between my thighs.
“Time for bed” he said positively, as he stood to help me up.
In the room we undressed and climbed into bed naked, the short nightie I had brought lying unworn on the duvet.
Before we drifted off to sleep, we made love again – very slowly and extremely tenderly. As I closed my eyes, I had a deep and worrying feeling that I was becoming deeply fond of this man and my life as a single girl suddenly began to seem only the second best way to spend ones life.

After breakfast the next morning he had to head off to the coast to do some work and I was left in the nearby town until lunchtime. When he met me at the pre-arranged pub, he handed me a tiny package that I opened innocently in full view of the barmaid. He chuckled as I unwrapped the tissue paper inside and found the tiniest of blue thongs;
the barmaid laughed and said she wished her boyfriend gave such romantic presents.
“I noticed that the other panties were somewhat impure and thought this might be suitable for tonight” he said quietly.
For the first time in public I kissed him, and could already sense that the white panties I was wearing were also getting in a slightly impure state. When I went to the Ladies Room before we left I was amazed at the state of them and realised that this man was having a unique effect upon me. It appeared that I only had to see him or be near to him to make me sensually aroused. No man had ever had this effect upon me before.
The rest of the day was spent driving along the coast, talking about everything and just getting closer to one another. We returned to the hotel at four and decided to have genuine rest before dinner. Once again, it was the first time I had ever gone to sleep with a man without first indulging in sex – the experience was extremely comforting and enjoyable.
The next thing I remember was half- waking and feeling a hand on one breast. My sleepily murmured pleasure was increased when I wriggled my bum and felt the hardness of his erection pressing between my thighs from behind. Unconsciously I must have lifted one leg, for suddenly he was sliding between my lips. I didn’t wake properly throughout his gentle seduction and dozed off again as I felt the warm semen trickling down my thigh onto the bed.
We woke at seven and bathed before dressing for dinner. The blue thong received total approval although I felt almost naked wearing it.
Conversation during the meal explored more of our past and I began to feel I knew this man so intimately. His sense of humour matched mine and we had many laughs about incidents in our respective careers. After dinner we sat in the bar until it was mutually agreed that bed was a good idea.
I climbed naked into the bed beside him and bent forward wantonly to plant a soft kiss on the organ that had given me so much pleasure. He moaned and grew erect immediately, suggesting that I came on top of him. I straddled his muscular body and lowered myself on to him, the feeling of his stiffness inside making me want to climax again. I took charge and after rising and falling on him for some minutes he admitted he was not going to cum again. It was too late for me to stop and I soon felt the telltale spasms in my vagina that signalled my climax approaching. I sat down hard on him and my modest orgasm released in a series of shuddering muscular contractions.
I rolled off him and we fell asleep locked in each other’s arms.
It was after eight when we awoke and immediately I sensed the dull ache in my stomach signalling something that shouldn’t have happened for another few days. I slipped out of bed and hurried to the bathroom to find that the unusual activities had brought me on early, making removal of my cap rather messy. I had no protection with me and when I emerged to find a hanky to stuff between my thighs, I saw he had woken and was watching me intently.
“Is that what I think it is?” he queried solicitously.
“I’m dreadfully afraid it is” I grimaced, desperately sorry I had ruined our brief time together.
“Then you’d better come here and let me cuddle you”
I climbed back into bed and he held me close. I was almost in tears at the poor timing of my period, but he comforted me and stroked my breast, assuring me it didn’t matter. To my surprise the caresses initiated little shivers in my groin and as he continued, kissing me passionately as well, I had an increasingly positive feeling that despite my problem, I was going to start the day with some sort of climax.
After a few minutes he pushed me onto my back and slid his legs under mine, pulling both my legs across his hips. Very gently his hand parted my knees and I felt him against the hanky in my crotch.
“Is this really a good idea?” I asked, “Aren’t you put off?”
He pulled back to look at me with a very serious expression.
“You may not be aware of it, but I’ve become extremely fond of you and if our bodies are showing the signals – as they seem to be now – nothing will stop me helping to give us both the satisfaction we need – provided you’re of the same mind?”
I said nothing but reached down and pushed the hanky under my pillow before kissing him feverishly and wriggling my hips to put him in the right place.
Our coupling was slow and not too violent, with each gradually climbing to the point where I couldn’t keep still and he couldn’t hold back any longer. My orgasm wasn’t as intense as before but when I’d relaxed and calmed down I realised I no longer had an ache. A little dexterity with the hanky ensured the bed would not suffer and we both went to have a welcome bath, before heading down for breakfast. Luckily I found the Hotel receptionist stocked the item I was desperately in need of and I was much comfier when I joined him at the table via the Ladies Room.
The day was spent driving to a place where he had to meet someone briefly and as the person knew him well, I was dumped out of the car in the village and spent a pleasant hour wandering through the narrow streets and down to a picturesque harbour.
We met in the car park as arranged and drove a few miles to another small country pub for lunch. Our stops gave me ample opportunity to find a Ladies and ensure I was still respectable in all departments; I couldn’t believe how successful our morning lovemaking had been in removing the discomfort I usually felt.
After lunch he took a different route back to the hotel which gave me a chance to see yet more of the attractive coastline. We stopped at one or two places to admire the view, each time taking the opportunity for some very intimate cuddling that made me feel more & more attached to him. Having been single for so long, I enjoyed having a dominant man at my side who made instant decisions about everything.
We arrived back by four and immediately went to our room where he made cups of tea while I made a necessary visit to the bathroom, finding that I was now in full flood.
I went back to the bedroom, “I’m afraid it would be tempting providence to wear that new thong tonight, and I certainly can’t go without panties”
“Stop worrying about it. Wear whatever will make you comfy – it won’t make me any the less determined to cuddle you tonight” he said, smiling at me in such a tender way that I almost burst into tears. I opened my arms to hug him, burying my head in his ample chest.
We collapsed on the bed and all the fresh air we had enjoyed that day must have made us tired. The next thing I remember is being shaken awake and kissed, with the suggestion that we might bath and dress for dinner.
I dressed as sexily as my condition allowed, omitting a bra for the first time and we headed for the bar. After three drinks I was extremely relaxed and we went into dinner arm in arm, his hand firmly clenched on one cheek of my bum – quite sexy actually.
The meal was excellent but our enjoyment was tinged with regret that our weekend had finished. After coffee he led me to the glazed conservatory where we sat together holding hands.
I sensed he was deep in thought and prompted him to tell me what was on his mind.
He cleared his throat.
“Can I ask you something that may sound a bit peculiar?”
I giggled, “As long as it’s not too kinky”
“No, it’s something that has been on my mind for a while – in fact, since our first date”
“Go on then” I said, intrigued.
“Do you like being a single girl?”
“I’ve always been one – for 36 years now – and I’ve got used to it and it hasn’t harmed my career”
“Would you ever consider changing that?”
“I don’t know” I said thoughtfully, “I am a bit set in my ways”
“Well…” he began, “Well, before our next date I want you to give it very serious thought, because I ‘m beginning to think I want to ask you something that will be quite complicated and traumatic”
I looked at him in amazement, “But…. What about…..there’s your family”
“I know, but the kids are all away now and I would like to enjoy a happier relationship – one that you have started to give me. The long and short of it is………….I’ve fallen desperately in love with you”
I couldn’t look him in the eye, and with my head downcast I mumbled, “That’s one hell of a thing to spring on a girl”
He reached over and pulled me into his arms, “Don’t sound so miserable, it’s supposed to be a happy occasion if someone proposes to you”
“You really want to think of marriage?” I said incredulously.
“Yes …I’m sure”
“I think I need another drink” I said, unable to sort out the thoughts that spun around my head.
“Let’s have it upstairs” he said, “You go on and I’ll get it”
I went to our room in a state of hazy dreaming and was almost undressed when he knocked at the door. He entered with two glasses and a large bottle of champagne.
“I must nip to the bathroom first” I said, grabbing the half-empty blue packet from the table. When I emerged he had poured the drink and offered me a glass.
“This is by way of a proposal – one that will have to be delayed for some time, but totally sincere and carefully thought out, all the same”
I clinked the glass and savoured the bubbles filtering down my throat. I had already had enough to drink and I was quite light-headed – what with that and his unexpected offer.
“To one very special day in the future” he toasted, and I responded with a smile. The idea had now had time to register and I had to admit I was beginning to like the sound of it.
We chatted about some of the many things that had to be considered and in no time the bottle was empty.
We both flopped naked onto the bed, “I just wish I could thank you for everything in the proper way” I said ruefully.
“More ways of skinning the cat, so they say” he quipped, turning to me and exhibiting an immense erection.
I looked it and then at him with raised eyebrows, “Shall I? …would you like me to?”
“Only if you want to,” he said softly, cupping one of my breasts lovingly.
I moved and bent my head towards his hips. I kissed the wet tip and looked sideways at him, “This will be another ‘First’” I said quietly as I wetted my lips and lowered them onto the broad rounded head of his penis.
I was surprised to hear him echo “And for me too”
I bent to address the task I had offered and was surprised how easily I could take him in my mouth. My head bobbed up and down as I sucked at the warm flesh and he responded by reaching to caress my breasts. The combination of drink, his caresses and my actions actually made me feel quite turned on and I seemed to be doing it right for he started to moan with pleasure.
“I’ll tell you when to move,” he offered kindly.
I stopped and turned to him with glistening lips, “Can’t I go all the way? – I want to try”
“Are you sure? I may not taste nice”
“Yes you do” I assured him as I returned to my task with one hand cupping his scrotum.
It was only a minute before his moans increased and I felt his hand on my hair, urging me to go faster. The feeling of swelling flesh in my mouth and little muscular spasms signalled his climax and before I knew it my mouth was filling with what seemed like gallons of salty semen. I sat up quickly, my lips firmly closed and my cheeks bulging. I made an instant decision and swallowed hard.
The experience was indescribable, and after his caresses I was verging on a sort of internal climax. I could feel my vagina convulsing gently and dragged his hand to my crotch so that he could feel it.
“That almost got me to orgasm as well – in fact I think I’ve had a little one”
“Good” he said breathlessly, “I don’t feel so selfish now. That was quite something, although I still think I’d rather be inside you somewhere else when I cum”
I kissed him, putting semen on his mouth as I did so, “In a day or two I’ll be able to take you up on that”
He licked his lips, “I don’t taste too bad” he grinned, flopping back on the bed, “I think sleep is called for – it’s been a busy day”
I lay down beside him -so happy that this wonderful man was happy to make love regardless of the time of the month.
We slept soundly and after a quick breakfast, headed homewards. I took my bag from his car at the original meeting place and he drove off after giving me a very passionate kiss. My own drive home was filled with thoughts of his amazing offer and the more I thought of it, the more I wondered what the future held for both of us.

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