Adultery Wife Wants a Hall Pass by LewdLuke

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I drove the TR3 into Dallas early. The plan was for me to go grocery shopping and then check out the Carriage house and move in. I agreed to meet Linda at the club an hour earlier than usual. The last time she spent the night there, she had left her overnight case and all of her toiletries in the car. It had been an inconvenience. I expected that she would show up with serious luggage this time. Especially since I knew, she wanted to stay two nights.

I spent my driving time thinking about Caroline. She seemed extra special to me the more I thought of her. She was a pretty woman in a mousey down-home sort of way. Most of the women who came to the club tried to dress to the nines, just short of formal. Caroline goes to less trouble. She knew that her natural "girl-next-door" good looks would get her by. She did wear a little more makeup than Linda did but then she wasn't in Linda's class for looks. Don't misunderstand. She is pretty and she does dress well.
What made her special to me was what went on between her ears. She was patient and yet persistent. She had waited for this night for a long time and never lost her enthusiasm. She literally bubbled when I called her. I called her again today. She was still bubbling. She made me believe she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I couldn't wait to see her. I knew that we are about to participate in some heavy sex but in my mind, I just saw myself holding her and kissing her. The fucking could come later.
I bought food and wine for the carriage house and I had whiskey already in the car. I drove out there, carried everything in and stowed it away. Everything was perfect. The place looked like a fresh four-star bed and breakfast furnished with antiques. I sat on the balcony and watched a pair of small sailboats race along the near shore of the lake.
I decided that I should take Caroline somewhere special for dinner. I called my favorite steak house in the city. It was a small place on Lemmon Avenue called, Del Frisco's. I had no luck there. It was far too late to get a reservation. I was silly to call. I lucked out a Paul's Porterhouse. Reservations for two at ten thirty were available. I took them.
I was supposed to meet Linda at eight. I got there a few minutes early. Linda arrived right on time. I was surprised at how she was dressed. She was wearing jeans and a T-shirt with a light jacket. I knew then that she wasn't planning on going into the club. She was going to start their party as soon as I got the hell out of the way. We rang the bell at Ed's private entrance. Ed was expecting us and we didn't have to ring twice.
Linda kissed Ed but she didn't make a big show of it. Ed and I moved Linda's things in and we all had a drink together. Linda knew that I was supposed to meet Caroline at nine. She and Ed were decent enough to help me kill some time. I thought, "This situation should be awkward." It wasn't. At a quarter to nine, Linda came to me and gave me a good-bye kiss. She whispered in my ear, "Will you get the fuck out of here."
I told Ed bye and took Linda's hand. I led her to the door. She knew about the carriage house. She had stayed there with me once before. I gave her a card with the number for the phone there. I told her to call me if she needed me. I told her that if she didn't call, I would assume she was going to stay two nights and I would expect her at home before dark on Sunday.
She kissed me and said, "I'm going to stay until Sunday."
I chuckled and replied, "That's no big surprise."
She giggled and told me to have fun. She kissed me again and pushed me out the door.
I walked around the corner of the building and waited for Caroline at the main entry. Our timing was perfect. I only had to wait for a couple of minutes.
When she saw me standing in the dark beside the entrance, the broadest shit-eating grin spread across her face. She ran to me on her heels and threw her arms around my neck. I gathered her close and kissed her with no lost motion.
I said, "Linda is already in Ed's apartment. We won't see them for a while. We can leave now or we can go in for a drink and a dance but we have dinner reservations at ten-thirty."
She whispered, "Kiss me again and pinch me. I can't believe this is happening." I kissed her but I didn't pinch her. I just squeezed her boob. I was already holding it anyway.
She said, "I don't need a drink but I do want a dance. This is like my high college prom for me. I want everyone to see who brung me." Caroline is a country girl from deep East Texas. Her heritage becomes obvious in her speech patterns. She uses words that only exist in East Texas. Her accent is so sexy.
I ushered her into the cashiers' lobby. The young man behind the counter said, "Good evening Mr. Bowman. "Mr. Fuller has put you and your lovely date on the comp list. Everything is on the house this evening." He walked around the counter and put his hands on Caroline's upper rib cage.
I said, "Hold on son, what are you doing?"
He answered, "There is a discount if your lady is not wearing underwear. I have to check." Motion stopped but he continued to hold her.
I said, "Didn't you just tell me there would be no charges for me tonight?"
He replied, "Yes Sir. That is correct.
I laughed and said, "Well then, you don't have to feel her up, do you?"
He jerked his hands away from her. He said, "No Sir. That was the force of habit, I guess. I am sorry Mrs. Bixby."
Caroline giggled and said, "Oh that's all right Tommy. You have felt me up before." Tommy looked at me sheepishly. I laughed and shook my head at him. I led Caroline into the club.
We walked slowly but directly to the dance floor. Caroline walked beside me holding my arm in both of hers. Her smile was radiant. She was so proud to be with me finally. I was proud to be with her. I knew that all the men that were watching us wanted her. One or two of them might have had her but not many. She was another of the pretty girls that had the reputation of an ice queen.
We walked onto the floor. There was no music. The DJ wasn't working yet. I pulled Caroline into my arms and began humming The Blue Danube Waltz. I knew the melody by heart. It was my favorite classical Waltz. We danced. Caroline knew that I was drawing attention to us. I was showing her off. It made her very happy.
Thirty seconds later, the speakers crackled and then came to life. The sweet strings of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra flooded the room with my favorite Waltz. That recording lasts eight minutes or more. The DJ had come through. People began clapping.
Caroline was bubbling in my ear. She said, "I'm going to fuck your brains out." I held her and kissed her while we danced. We danced the whole eight minutes. Others came to the floor and we danced most of that time in a small crowd. We didn't display any real hanky-panky. We both knew what was coming.
After the dance was over, I asked, "Is there anything else before we leave, Pretty Lady?"
She whispered, "I need a moment in the powder room."
I walked with her on my arm all the way to the bathroom entrance and stood by the door until she returned. We walked to the exit and just as we got there, the first few bars of The Blue Danube Waltz blasted from the speakers at double volume. Everyone in the room cheered. Caroline and I turned to face them. I bowed low and she curtsied. We adjourned to the parking lot.
Caroline had two bags in her car. I moved them to the TR3, locked her car and we were off on our solo adventure. I felt like a younger man on his first date with a new girl. I was on a first date with a new girl and it felt good to feel younger.
Caroline leaned over the console and whispered, "If we were in my car, "I would be doing very nasty things to your beautiful body, right now."
I took her hand and placed it on the hard thing in my pants. I said, "I wish I had thought of that."
I escorted her into the subdued light of the restaurant. We were seated. Our waiter introduced himself and asked for our drink order. Caroline looked into his eyes and said, "I'll just have water. I must keep my wits about me when I hang out with this guy."
The waiter chuckled and said, "Very good, Ma'am."
I ordered a double Crown Royal on the rocks.
After the waiter left, Caroline asked, "Why are we here, Luke? We should be in bed together by now. How much longer are you going to make me wait?"
I smiled at her. "I answered, "I want to make the most of our time tonight. I want you very much. I want to get into your pants but I also want to get into your head. I want us to have some emotional interaction tonight. I wanted this time..." I hesitated and then said, "Think of this as the time for mental foreplay. I want to be closer to you."
While I looked across the table at her, her eyes misted up. She said, "Luke, I have been feeling a lot of emotion ever since you called me a week ago. I have waited for that call for a long time. Linda said that under the right circumstances you sometimes skip foreplay with her. If you knew how wet I am and how the butterflies are fluttering in my stomach you would know that we don't really need any foreplay of any kind."
I smiled and said, "Well, I'm hungry too."
She giggled and I called the waiter. Caroline ordered a six-ounce fillet and a small lobster tail. I ordered a sixteen-ounce Porterhouse. The waiter left.
She dabbed her eyes with her napkin and said, "Eat quickly. I am in a hurry." I chuckled.
My steak was perfect. I wolfed it down. I realized that I was in a hurry too.
We arrived at the carriage house. I noticed a flickering light in the windows as I drove up. I parked the car and hurried up the exterior stairway. When I got inside, I found a nice crackling fire in the fireplace. There was a note on the bar that said, "I came by to see that the place was cleaned properly. I laid the fire. There is plenty of wood on the balcony. Chris." I noticed also a full wood-box near the hearth.
I noticed there was also more booze behind the bar than there had been earlier and the fire did make the room cozy. It was the end of January. I returned to the car and retrieved Caroline and her luggage.
Caroline took a couple minutes to explore the place. I turned on the lights and twisted the rheostat until there was barely enough light to walk by in the room. The flicker from the fireplace made it perfect. I set the thermostat on the central unit to sixty. I figured the fire would keep it that warm in here but I wasn't planning to feed it all night. I would have better things to do.
By the time Caroline got back, I was stripped to the waist and taking my shoes off. She giggled and I looked up at her. She pulled her dress over her head in one easy motion and stepped out of her shoes. She beat me to the bed. I finished undressing and made a little show of it for her. I stood in the firelight and turned my profile to her. The monster was standing proud. I heard her gasp. My big head swelled.
I walked up beside her and she opened the covers for me. I said, "You are on my side."
She scooted to the other side of the bed without an argument. I lay down beside her and she pulled the blankets over us. She snuggled close to me and I pulled her closer. Her hands were methodically exploring my body.
She said, "I've never been in bed with this much muscle before." My big head swelled some more. She continued, "I really feel weird being here with my friend's husband. Are you sure that Linda knows that you are here with me? If you belonged to me I wouldn't share you with anyone."
I thought, "Oh my God. She is a talker. I need to stick something in her mouth." The proximity of her smooth naked body was having an effect on me.
She said, "The firelight really flattered you." She slid her hand along the length of my hard cock. She said, "This thing might be too big for me." Then she asked, "Why did you have to have that side of the bed?"
I said, flippantly, "I just wanted the warm spot." She dropped my cock and grabbed a hand full of my balls but she didn't squeeze.
She asked, "Are you planning to be mean to me all weekend?"
I chuckled but I really didn't know if I was in real danger. After all, this was a strange woman. I answered, "No Ma'am. I plan on being very good to you." She giggled and let my nuts slip out of her grasp.
She began moving to the superior position. She planted a knee on either side of me and brought my cock to a vertical position in her hand. She placed me at her entrance and started a slow slide down my shaft. She said, "I have a warm spot for you." She paused when I was completely inside her. She lay on my chest and kissed me. She said, "This thing fits perfectly. That makes me happy. I'm going to start being very good to you right now and we are going to skip the foreplay."
I thought, "There is some aggression in her." I hadn't seen that before. It helped to turn me on a little more.
Her Kegel muscles flexed and grabbed hold of me. She pulled away and it felt like my cock was being dragged out of a hot wet sleeve. Her pussy felt so good. When only the head was still inside, she relaxed around me and swallowed me completely. She did it again and then again. This was a new technique. One I had never experienced before. It was good. God, it was so-o-o-o good.
Her pussy was extremely warm and very wet. It was also slippery and it was squeezing me tightly. I thought, "Now, those are all very good attributes for a pussy. I like this girl more and more." I knew one thing. If I didn't take control, I was going to lose control. She was dragging me toward the edge of a nice but very short-lived quickie.
I wanted our first union to be more than that. I wanted her scent in my nostrils and the taste of her in my mouth. I wanted her to feel needed and appreciated. I wanted to bathe her in the pleasure that she came here for. The thing I needed the most was to make her cum. I wanted to make her cum several times. I could always draw my share of pleasure from her. She was fucking me like a wild woman. I was about to cum. I thought, "Don't lose control, not yet."
I began to roll us over. I wanted her on her back with me where I could control the action. She struggled briefly to maintain her position of superiority. It was a futile endeavor on her part. She didn't have nearly the strength to contend with me. At the last second, before I erupted, I pulled my cock out of her grasping pussy and flipped her over. I lay on top of her. She started some verbal protest so I stuck my tongue in her mouth to shut her up. She was still fighting me but with no real conviction. I gave myself the few critical seconds I needed to step away from the edge.
While I kissed her, I felt her body relax. She surrendered. She was new to me and I had not yet learned her body language but this gesture was unmistakable. She had in fact surrendered. I knew that now she would accept what I offered.
I raised myself high enough to be able to focus on her pretty face. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked into my eyes. I was still holding her in place. I released her and she didn't move a muscle. She let the breath that she had been holding escape and drew another before she allowed a soft moan escape from deep in her chest. I brushed her hair out of the way and kissed her eyes and then the cute freckles on her nose. I kissed her lips lightly and let my tongue ripple along the edge of her upper teeth. I touched her clit with a finger. It was already wet so I teased it a bit. She moaned, Um-m-m-m.
I whispered in her ear, "I will let you have your way with me but you deserve much more than a little quickie. I love foreplay. I'm not going to let you skip it. I tickled her clit a bit more and took a nipple in my mouth. I spent the next several minutes licking and sucking. I explored her body. I searched for and found several of her erogenous zones. It's fun learning to please a new girl.
She slipped off to a world of her own for a few minutes. Her only communications with me were a series of sweet coos and whimpers. I brought her to the brink of her first little orgasm and then helped her have it just before I sucked her clitoris into my mouth. She flinched and another minor wave of pleasure moved through her. She cooed and her pussy came up from the bed into my face. Her hands held me in place and she fucked my face slowly. I helped her through another mini and then slipped a finger inside her channel. I touched her G-spot for the first time.
She responded immediately as if I had surprised her. She held her breath and the elapsed time between minis went to zero. They came back to back in a series of five or six. She pressed my face hard into her pussy and exploded. She was not a screamer but she talked in a high-pitched voice. It was like that of a demon in a scary movie. She loudly expressed her appreciation of me and God and several other entities, I think. My big head swelled. Her demon voice didn't scare me a bit.
We got our rhythm and moved well through her convulsions. As they subsided, my big head swelled some more. I was very proud of giving her this experience on our first try. We relaxed together but she didn't release her hold on me. My face was still buried in her sweet pussy. I became aware of her scent and the taste I had in my mouth. I had wondered about them earlier. There was no artificial smell or taste of fruit or flowers. This was the natural nectar from her sweet honey pot. It was wonderful.
The monster twitched. He was telling me it was his turn. As it turned out it wasn't.
Motion returned to Caroline's body. It came slowly at first as a slight pitch and roll in her hips. She was gently fucking my face again. She made me understand that she wanted more of what I had just given her. I helped her with no hesitation. I sucked her clit and flicked it with my tongue. I teased and then tortured her inside sweet spot with some rougher treatment.
She skipped the minis this time and went straight to the big show. Her second orgasm was a modified repeat of her earlier performance. The modifications were increased depth and length. She became almost violent, in frenzy even. It lasted so long that I was afraid for her. She might have hurt herself.
Suddenly it became very important for me to have my dick inside this woman. While she was still cumming, I wrested myself free of her grip and crawled up her body. I filled her sweet pussy full of very hard cock and stuffed my tongue in her mouth at the same time. She just kept cumming. I love multi-orgasmic women.
I was able to hold myself in check until she reached her peak and began to come down. After that, it was a bit easier. I wanted her to have one more. I fucked her slowly with short strokes all the way to her bottom. When her utterances turned from moans and whimpers to sweet coos, I knew it was over for her. All motion stopped.
I held her in place under me and let a portion of my weight rest on her. My cock was still inside her and I could feel my pulse in it. I wondered if she could. We lay there for a couple minutes catching our breath. I knew I had to do something soon. I was near the ragged edge. I was going to lose it any minute now even if she never moved again.
She whispered in my ear, "That's enough foreplay, Luke. Please let me fuck you."
I held her in place and rolled to my back without losing contact. I relaxed and closed my eyes. She brought her knees up beside me and sat up. She placed her hands in the center of my chest and supported her upper body that way. She started a soft rolling grind with her pelvis. The feeling was unbelievable. Her pussy massaged my cock and twisted it in several directions with each repetition of her stroke.
I thought, "This woman is not new to this. She is demonstrating some fine techniques." I opened my eyes to look at her. She was a vision in the flickering firelight. Her dark hair was moving in her face. It seemed to be in harmony with her body's motion. Her breasts were dancing in front of me. The sight of them mesmerized me. They were very firm and she carried them high. I took one of them in my hand. I had held her earlier while we danced and I had watched them move under her dress at dinner. I hadn't properly appreciated them before now. I thought, "Magnificent."