Adultery Wife Wants a Hall Pass by LewdLuke

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I expected that Linda would want to talk about Lancelot. She never mentioned him. I put him completely out of my mind in a matter of a few minutes.

Linda became giddy. The wind of our passing ruffled her honey blond hair and whipped it into her face occasionally. She had the grin of a carefree collegegirl on her face. She was enjoying the ride.
The car and I began to become friends. We melded together more and more as we moved down that twisted road. I learned the feel of her. She had quick steering and too much power. Her oversized brakes enabled her to stop on a dime. When I asked her to go faster. She did.
We came to a motel that was more modern than the inns that I had become used to. I knew we would pass it. I didn't intend to stop but I used it as a landmark. My upcoming turn was only about a mile away. I released the pressure on the accelerator and let our speed bleed off slowly. The exhaust rumbled like a growl from deep in the chest of an angry tiger.
I downshifted to second gear and made the turn. I accelerated to about thirty miles an hour and leisurely drove up the mountain road in third.
We came to the place where I had parked the green TR3 when I was here with Michelin. I unexpectedly experienced a small feeling of guilt for being here. Later in hindsight, I think subconsciously I knew I had fucked up. I didn't realize it at the time.
I opened the trunk and retrieved the field glasses that Uncle Artair had loaned me. I also poured a glass of wine from the ice chest for Linda. I opted not to have a drink. It would probably have been all right but the little car was still surprising me once in a while.
I handed the wine to Linda and said, "Come with me, Sweetheart. I want you to see something." I led her along the flat spot that ran around the curve of the mountainside toward the rock that concealed the waterfall from our view. We could hear the water tumbling down the rock face on the other side of the canyon. I don't think Linda knew what the sound was. We walked around the rock and she gasped sharply.
I asked, "Isn't this a beautiful place?"
She spent a few seconds taking in the scene before she answered. She said, "Michelin described this place to me. She told me she brought you here." She paused and turned to look at me. She said, "This is a special place to her. This is where she comes to be alone and think. She has a beautiful memory of sharing her private place with you." She squeezed my hand and said, "You shouldn't have brought me here Luke. We are trespassing."
Linda had just explained the pang of guilt that I had felt earlier. I knew she was right. I thought, "I'm as bad as Bobby. I don't know a damn thing about women either. Sometimes, I can be a totally insensitive ass."
I said, "You're right. We should leave right now." I tugged on her hand.
She resisted and then pulled away from me. She walked a few steps nearer to the cliff's edge but didn't go dangerously close. She cupped her hands around her lips like a megaphone and shouted, "FUCK ME L-U-U-U-KE." A few seconds later, the sound returned to us. I could still recognize her voice but it sounded as if she was far away. "Fuck me L-u-u-u-k-e."
She turned back and giggled as she came to me in a skip. She threw her arms around me and kissed my cheek. She said, "Michelin told me about the echo too. You can fuck me later. I just wanted to let the mountain folk know that you were back." She had taken a few seconds to inject some levity into an awkward situation. I had to laugh. She had made us both feel better.
We went down the mountain and I stopped just before we reached the main road. I had planned to take Linda to the inn at Loch Ness. I had wanted to show my car to the old man who was the innkeeper there. He had been impressed with the green one when Michelin and I were there last year. This one would blow his mind.
I realized that the inn was another of Michelin's special places. I wasn't going to fuck up again. I chose a completely different direction of travel and found a crossroads bed and breakfast on the map that was about an hour away.
I spent another hour making friends with the car. We arrived at the little inn about ten minutes after it became dark enough for me to use my headlights. I parked in front of the main entry. I left Linda in the car and went into the lobby. The room was empty but I could hear soft violin music coming from what must have been the dining room.
I walked to the desk and rang the bell that I found there. Presently a female voice that was full of the lilt that I have come to enjoy asked, "May I serve you, Sir?" I turned to see a rather nice looking woman of about Linda's age. She approached me and didn't go behind the desk.
I answered, "Yes, I do hope so. I do not have a reservation but I would have accommodations for the night if you are able to provide them."
She appeared to look deeply into my eyes and took my hand in hers. It was a most sensuous gesture on her part. She said, "Please excuse me. I know my actions sometimes are misinterpreted. I am blind. I need the sound of your voice and the touch of your hand to establish your presence and location." She continued to hold my hand. I began to enjoy it.
"Now, to your problem," she said. Alas, we are full and you have missed dinner. I don't think I can help you."
I said, "I understand." Then I asked, "Do you know where I might find a room within a reasonable distance?"
She inquired which direction I was traveling and then asked, "Are there others in your party?" I told her that Linda was waiting in the car.
She said, "Oh, you must bring her in. I will ask my husband to make some telecalls. I am sure he will find something for you.
I brought Linda in and by then the woman had called her husband. He made sure that Linda was comfortable and offered us both something to drink. We both declined.
He introduced himself. He said, "My name is Robert and my wife is called Ella." I shook his hand and introduced Linda and then myself.
He said, "If the two of you can put yourselves at ease, I'm sure I can find a place for you."
Ella had moved behind the desk. Linda moved to be close to her and they began to chatter as old college chums would. Robert acquired his little book of numbers and began making calls. His request was denied several times. I could read the frustration in his face. He put the telephone receiver in its cradle and motioned for me to join him at the desk. The girls had moved to a couch on the other side of the room and were chattering nonstop.
Robert said, "Luke, everything within fifty miles of here and in your direction of travel is full or closed for the night." He continued, "In the light of that, we do have a room here that you might consider. It is a small cottage actually separate from this house. It was the home of our hired man at one time. We have been trying to bring it up to Ella's standards so that we could offer its use to guests. The remodel is not complete but it does have a nice washroom and a comfortable bed. The place is clean. Would you care to see it?
I answered, "Certainly. You are talking to an old cowhand from Texas. I'm sure I have slept in worse bunkhouses." I judged the place acceptable and reasoned that Linda goes where I go. Actually, the little cottage was very nice in a used-up sort of way. It was built of stone and had a very thick thatch roof. The windows were leaded, like a stained glass window in a church would be. The main entry door was the only one I could see. It was a Dutch door made of massive oak planks.
He said, "The next problem will be finding you something to eat. Dinner is over and Cook's goal is to never have leftovers. It's an economic thing, you understand." He paused and said, "I will see that she sets two extra places for breakfast."
I laughed and said, "As fate would have it, that is not a problem. I have an ice chest and a picnic basket in the car. We have drinks, bangers and trimmings. We had planned to have a picnic earlier but it didn't work out. If we can move in, we will get out of your hair and you and your lovely lady can see to your other guest."
Robert said, "Fine then." We went to the main house and he provided me with linens, towels and such. I told him that Linda and I would make the bed.
I moved the car to the cottage and then rejoined the others. Robert and I agreed on a price for the room but Ella wouldn't hear of it. She said, "The cottage isn't ready for guests. Your stay there will be free of charge but you must promise to stay with us another time should you pass this way in the future. At that time, we can display our full hospitality." She paused and laughed quietly. She added, "At that time, I will allow you to pay." We all laughed.
We made the promise. Linda was thrilled with our rooms. We managed to open two of the windows so the cool night air could replace the uncirculated air inside. The bed was a homemade affair and small. It was smaller than what we would call a full bed at home. I thought, "We are going to sleep stacked up anyway." We ate our supper and I made myself a Crown, rocks. Linda was happy with water. I went outside, raised the ragtop on the car and buttoned her up for the night.
We shared a quick shower. That is something that we always enjoy. This time was no different. The experience is always quite stimulating. A half an hour, later we curled up in our little bed. We weren't stacked up but we were very close together. I wrapped Linda's sweet naked body in my arms and pulled her closer to me. She snuggled with me and purred.
In a moment she said, "I am happy that you wanted to take me to Michelin's place. It was beautiful and I will always remember being there with you." I felt like I had been forgiven for being so stupid. Linda continued, "We must be careful to never tell her. When she goes there, I want her to be able to remember you without thinking of me. If she ever asks if you took me there, it would be kind of you to lie."
A minute later, Linda wiggled in my arms and whispered, "Fuck me, Luke." I chuckled to myself. That had been my plan all along. I held her tight enough with my left arm to bend her body backward. I explored the edges of her pretty, white teeth with my tongue. The line of her bite was perfectly straight except for a slight extra length in her upper canines. She might have been a vampire in an earlier life. I would have given her my blood. When I hold her this way, I become weak. I would give her anything.
I let the middle finger of my right hand trace a line down her flat belly until I touched the small tuft of hair that we call her landing strip. Below that, I found her love button. I detected a small amount of moisture there. I let my finger search below her clit until I found and probed her entry.
She mewed into my mouth and spread herself wider to welcome me. She helped my initial penetration. I let my palm rest on her mound and added pressure to her button. My finger probed two inches deeper. She was very wet inside. She was returning my kiss and grinding her pussy into my hand. I knew that she was in a state where she would gladly allow me to skip any further foreplay.
There was no chance of that. I love foreplay. This was a special night at the end of a special day. I wanted our foreplay to last a long time and our lovemaking should last even longer.
I kissed and licked every magical spot on her body. I sucked her nipples and tickled her clit with my fingers. I wanted to take her to the height of arousal and keep her there. I wanted to have her beg me to help her cum. I needed her to tell me how much she wanted my cock. I chuckled to myself under my breath. We had been doing this for many years. I knew what buttons to push to accomplish my goals. She especially wanted these things to happen on this special night.
I felt her first mini orgasm slither through her body. I kept teasing her and she had a second one a few minutes later.
She whispered, "That's enough Luke. Help me cum."
I sucked her clit into my mouth and made love to it with my tongue. Her minis came more often but when I sensed the big one approaching I pulled her back from the edge just a bit. I helped her through one more mini and then she wrenched control away from me.
She used her hands to force my face deep into her vee. She commanded me to eat her pussy and make her cum. She clamped me in place with her thighs and fucked my face hard. I had been here with her many times in the past. I knew I couldn't stop her this time, so I helped her all I could. She always tells me when she is cumming. This time I couldn't hear her vocalizations. Her thighs effectively blocked my hearing. She beat me with her pubic bone and new juices flooded my face. I sucked her clit and slipped a finger inside to tickle her sweet spot. She had the orgasm she wanted.
It was at least a full minute before her climax began to subside. I allowed her to come down to the point where she was relaxed and just lying there breathing deeply. I gave her a minute or two and then sucked her clit again. I gently massaged her G-spot. Her body jerked twice and then exploded. I knew she would. I had another private chuckle in my mind.
I helped her all I could with this one too. It was a least as good as her first one, maybe a little better. I could hear this time. She was out of control. Between her gasp for air and her whimpers, she was thanking God and begging me. She said "YES, YES-S, YES-S-S, LUKE. EAT MY PUSSY. Oh God, thank you. She repeated that with some variation until she reached her peak. She came down with bated breath and a few soft coos and whimpers.
When it was over, I slid up behind her and pulled her into our spoon. I wanted to stuff her full of hard cock right then and in my mind, the monster was demanding that I do so. I lay there panting. I was trying to replenish my body with oxygen. Linda's breath was ragged too. I had held my breath for a long time and she was just used up. The night air was cool enough to draw some of our excess heat away from us. It made us comfortable as I held her.
Five minutes passed. I wanted her. I moved us into the proper position on our sides and slipped the monster into her wet slippery pussy in one easy stroke. Linda stopped breathing. I rested inside her long enough to become accustomed to being there. I began to move in and out of her slowly and gently. Linda was purring. I love the love sounds that she makes.
She flexed her Kegel muscle and squeezed the monster. I knew that was her signal that she wanted more. I pulled completely out of her. She whined in my absence. I maneuvered her to her knees and as soon as she understood my intentions, she helped. The way we do doggy style is her favorite short-term position. She goes into another world this way almost every time.
This was very dangerous for me. I was aroused to the point that I could easily lose control. I wasn't ready for this to be over. I allowed the monster to find his way back inside her. She whimpered, lowered the front of her body to the bed and buried her face in a pillow. I fucked her slowly and gave her this time to herself. She goes mystical when we do this but I never go with her. Sometimes she will be gone for several minutes and not remember what happened.
I just stroke her slowly and restrain myself until she comes back to me. She wasn't gone long this time. Her pussy flexed around me and she said, "Fuck me harder." I increased my tempo and the power of my thrust. Her third orgasm came bubbling up from deep in her belly. I did what I could to enhance its intensity but mostly I concentrated on saving myself. I wanted to give her one more after this one. Her body became stiff and vibrated in her ecstasy. She rose up on all fours and I held her hips in my hands to stabilize her as I fucked her as hard as I dared.
She met each of my thrust and uttered sweet sounds that in themselves drew me closer to the edge. She began to come down from her high. I had to have relief. I rolled her to her back and pounded her hard in the missionary style. I gave up on the fourth orgasm I had intended for her. I became selfish in my own need and fucked her in my way to satisfy my own passions.
This wonderful woman recognized my plight and submitted completely to my desire. She encircled me with her legs and arms and wrapped me in the emotions that her love for me generated. Her pussy sucked my cock and her body undulated under me as she complimented my every movement. My body gushed in spasm after spasm. I flooded her cavity with my juices.
We went mystical together. Suddenly we were somewhere else in space and time. Time dilated and passed very slowly. Space warped and our place in it became very small. Our bodies filled it completely. Then magic happened. In my mind, I heard her say, "I'm cumming, Luke."
She shared this coveted fourth orgasm with me. I don't mean she told me it was happening. She shared it with me. Our souls merged and we became one. I experienced the convulsions that wracked our combined being. I felt the waves of undiluted pleasure that washed over us. Female orgasms are so much better. I thought I could die. It would be worth it. I realized she was also part of my climax. Mine was just a mechanical thing compared to hers. I was just filling her with semen. Mother Nature wanted her pregnant. I wanted to make her pregnant. I could feel Linda's need to be pregnant. We should have spent our whole lives making babies. I think she screamed and then in the next instant, time snapped like a rubber band. I was quietly holding her in our little bed. She was sleeping peacefully and breathing easily.
It became morning on Thursday. A light peck on the door delivered me from sleep. I padded to the door and tried to keep my feet on the throw rugs rather than the rough stone floor. I opened the top of the heavy Dutch door just a crack and said, "Yes."
Robert stood there. He said, "Breakfast in half an hour, Sir."
I replied, "Thank you, Robert. Shall I order now?"
He answered, "No, it is customary for Cook to prepare breakfasts to order after we are all seated. We use the time she needs for her work for social niceties. I have four guests beside you and your Lady. We all are looking forward to a conversation with the Texas cowboy and his lady. American Western movies are very popular here."
I laughed and said, "We will be there."
I closed the door and crawled back into the warm bed with Linda. I needed at least a few more minutes of cuddle time with her. She was awake. She snuggled close and placed one of my hands on her boob.
She allowed me to hold her for about five minutes and then gave me her, release me signal. Without words, she slid out of bed and went into the bath. I gave her a few minutes and then followed her.
We arrived at the dining room maybe a minute late. Linda was dressed for a ride in the Triumph. She wore loose shorts with a pullover top and canvas deck shoes. Her hair was up in her signature ponytail. It didn't matter how I was dressed. I could have been naked. No one would even notice if she was in the room.
Both coffee and hot tea were available. Robert introduced us. We sat and both of us chose coffee. The social niceties turned into a question and answer period for Linda and me. We enjoyed it and I describe our small ranch. I told about the Brangus cattle that we produced and how part of the bloodline originated here in Scotland. Linda fielded as many questions as I did. I think the men around the table just wanted to interact with her.
The food was very good. I had ordered ham and eggs for both of us with the trimmings. We shared a small fruit bowl. Soon enough it was time for goodbyes. Ella wouldn't allow me to pay even for our breakfast. She said, "That just wouldn't be right after making you stay in that drafty, old and unfinished cottage."