WE NEVER MADE it out to the movies last night; we didn’t even make it out to dinner. When Sharron and I got back to the hotel, we kinda forgot about anything other than what we wanted at that exact minute. The cab ride had been filled with sexual tension, and when the elevator door dinged open to take us to our room, it lit the fuse between us. The doors had closed, and our bodies slammed together like two super powered magnets. I’d never seen Sharron be so bold. I’ve always been the one to start things unless we were locked away in a room. Sharron was starting to spread her wings though, and I wasn’t going to be the one to stop her.
“Let’s order in,” she mumbled as she shoved me against the wall of the elevator. “Dinner in bed,” the words were muffled as she pressed her mouth to mine. My body hummed in pleasure as her hands glided up my chest and linked around my neck. “Don’t really feel like going out,” the words were rushed as she tilted her head to the side and deepened the kiss.
I couldn’t help but groan. I’d dreamed of the day she’d take charge and tell me what she wanted. I’d hoped that I could coax this side out of her for years. I’d given up when the kids came along. Any recklessness she’d had, died back then but right now I was willing to do anything she asked. “Shar,” I mumbled as I skimmed my palms down her back and cupped her ass. “I’m not really thinking about food right now,” I squeezed as she leaned in and pressed another kiss to my lips, this time nibbling the bottom one. I growled, I couldn’t fucking help it. She was amping me up, and I was ready to take her right here if she didn’t stop. “Shar, let’s get in the room…now!” it came out more forceful than I intended, but she didn’t seem fazed by it at all. One hand slipped from my shoulder and went straight for my cock. She stroked me through my pants, causing my eyes to roll back as my head hit the wall.
“Somebody’s in a good mood,” she giggled as she moved to cup my balls. “I think I can help with this, officer. I think a little frisking is in order,” she released me just as the elevator dinged. When the doors opened, she stepped into the hallway and glanced over her shoulder, “Coming?”
I swallowed. This vixen was going to kill me tonight. I was so getting paid back for all the teasing I did today. I wasn’t complaining though. Nope. This right here is what I’ve been hoping for for months. “Oh yeah,” I snickered. “More than once.”
I DON’T KNOW what’s come over me the last few days. I left the house on Friday in a pissed off mood. I wanted no part of this weekend, and the idea that Trevor was forcing it on me made me even more angry. I have to say, I was wrong. I’m glad I came, and the more time I spend with him the more I remember why I fell in love with him in the first place. Trevor’s really the only experience I have, and I’m ok with that. We learned to please each other together, and crossed pretty much every milestone as a couple. All those awkward moments that you have as a teen, we have. We fumbled through losing our virginity, first kisses, telling the other we love them, intimate touching, telling the other we were sorry, and now fixing what was broken. I feel like it shouldn’t be this easy. That going away for a weekend shouldn’t be an instant fix. It should be harder, and I deserve for it to take longer. After what I put him through, it’s hard for me to accept that he’s forgiven me. What happens when we go home tomorrow? What are Trevor’s brothers going to think? What will Ken and Mikey think? I practically tore this family apart, and a few ‘I’m sorrys’ don’t seem like the remedy that we need.
As we burst through the hotel room door, I pushed all those doubts away as I stared down my husband. My very hard and erect husband. His eyes were wild as he watched me like a lion stalking a rabbit. “We’re alone now. What are you going to do with me?” he motioned to the bulge in his pants.
I let my mouth curl up on one side as I turned the lock on the door behind me. “Not sure yet,” I shrugged as I reached for the hem of my t-shirt. I pulled it over my head and tossed it behind me. “Your turn,” I waved my finger up and down in front of him. “Take it off.”
He snickered as he reached behind his neck and yanked his shirt over his head, letting it drop to the floor. “Bossy,” he snickered again. “I like it.”
“Keep going,” I urged as I stepped out of my sandals and removed my capris. Trevor’s khakis hit the floor, and when he went to step out of them he realized he was still wearing his shoes. “I got it,” I sauntered closer. He paused and smiled at me as I stopped in front of him. “You really ought to remember to take your shoes off. You could fall and hurt yourself,” I laughed as I kneeled down in front of him. He chuckled as he lifted his feet one at a time while I removed them. Before he could move, I tipped my head back and looked up at him. “You forgot something,” I licked my lips as my hands ghosted up the outside of this muscular thighs, over his hips, and gripped the waistband of his boxer briefs. “These are going to be in the way,” I tugged at them, and as they slipped over his hips, his cock sprang free bouncing right in front of me. He groaned as I stopped and stared at it, swollen and hard. “That’s more like it,” I giggled before wrapping my fingers around him and stroking him from base to tip.
“Shar,” he warned. “I’m hanging on by a thread right now.”
“Un huh,” I muttered as I leaned closer and blew across the tip. “I just want a kiss,” I murmured before wrapping my lips around the tip and giving a gentle suck.
“Fuuuuck!” he hissed as he jerked slightly against my hand.
“You see,” I pulled back and batted my eyes innocently up at him. “I remember things too.”
AS SHARRON’S HOT little mouth wrapped around me sending me into oblivion, I let her words sink in. She remembered too. Between her hand cupping my balls and that wicked tongue swirling around the tip of me, I didn’t think my brain was going to function. I can’t tell you the last time I got a blow job. It’s the truth too. Oral sex fell to the way side when we started trying to get pregnant. Sex turned into more of a job, than pleasure, and I never pushed for it. Now, as I feel her Hoover of a mouth on me I remember why I loved getting them from her so much. The ‘things’ she’s talking about? I remember them too.
“Shar,” I swallowed as I tried to catch my breath. We’d been parked in my car behind the school for the last hour making out. I’d been wanting to take things further tonight but I kept holding back.
“What’s wrong?” Sharron cupped my jaw with one hand as her other hand paused where it had been rubbing me through my jeans. She’d never been brave enough to touch skin, but she’d worked up the courage last week to actually touch my dick through my jeans. I couldn’t blame her though. After that day at the movies last month, I hadn’t touched her either. I’d been thinking about it though, and some other things too.
“Nothing,” I murmured as I moved in to kiss her again. My tongue ran long her bottom lip before sinking back inside and as I leaned in, she instinctively leaned back causing us to lie down on the back seat. It was cramped, so one leg hung down bracing against floorboards, but she wasn’t stopping me. I’d covered us in a blanket for warmth, and we’d steamed up the windows. Sharron moaned as I moved my hand from where it was cupping her breast to slide under the blanket and caress her thigh. Without putting much thought into it, I let it drift under the skirt she was wearing and make a beeline for her center. After watching her fall apart in my lap the last time, I was dying to feel it again. I was addicted to Sharron plain and simple, and I knew if I was going to get her to sleep with me, we needed to be moving in that direction.
“Trev,” she sighed as her back arched and she began to rub herself against me. “Feels good,” she moaned before kissing me again. Adrenaline rushed through me as I carefully shifted to hover over her. “You trust me, right?” I was shaking in anticipation of what I was about to attempt. I heard about this, but had never done it. I had no idea what to expect, but I had hopes that Sharron would like it.
Her head jerked as she nodded quickly, putting me into action. I used both hands to slide up under her skirt and slip her panties down her thighs. She started to protest, and I reminded her “trust me.” “I don’t want to have sex tonight. I’m not ready,” she sounded a little panicked.
“We’re not going to,” I smiled nervously. “I just,” I sucked in a deep breath, gathering my nerves “I just want to kiss you,” my eyes darted to where she was still covered by the fabric of her skirt “down there.”
“Ok,” she whimpered slightly. “I don’t know…” the words trailed off as I went back to work removing her panties. I tossed them in the front seat so we’d be able to find them later before I used my index finger to rub her. Sharron moaned again, and I lowered myself on top of her all the while rubbing her center while my tongue went back to exploring her mouth. I knew I needed to get her back in the moment and not thinking about what I wanted to do if this was going to work.
As I felt her body relax beneath me, I started slowly moving down it. My fingers slipped from inside her to help me brace myself while my lips placed light kisses to any exposed skin I could find. It wasn’t much being winter, but I managed to keep going. When I slipped the blanket down, I saw her shaking and it concerned me. Did she think I was going to hurt her? “Relax,” I whispered as I pushed her skirt higher and coaxed her thighs farther apart. “I just want a kiss,” I mumbled as I leaned forward and nuzzled my face on her inner thigh. “Trev,” she stiffened slightly, but I pushed on. It was nerves, plain and simple but from what my friends said, girls really liked it once they experienced it. “Trust me,” I sighed before letting my tongue slip out and taste her. She jolted in surprise as her legs stiffened even more, but when I probed deeper, she relaxed.
“Trev,” she panted as her hips rocked up toward my face more. “Oh god, Trev,” she squirmed and I had to use one of my hands to hold her still. I swirled my tongue around teasing her clit before slipping it inside her, causing both of us to groan. My dick was so hard it felt like it was going to rip my pants and everything I’d said I’d do flew out the window when I heard the way she responded to me. Knowing that she liked it, was all that mattered. I shifted my weight as I moved back to her clit and added my fingers to the mix. Sharron’s head thrashed to the side before I felt her hands grab onto my hair. She pulled…HARD as her knees bent and her heels dug into my back. “Trev!” she screamed as she started shaking before her entire body went lax.
I remembered that night like it was yesterday, and I also remember what she said to me when I finished. Right now though, thinking was the last thing I was able to do as I looked down at her bobbing away, lost in her task. I could feel my balls tightening, and I knew I was about to blow. “Shar?” I gasped as I pushed at her cheek. “I’m gonna come.” She swatted me away as a mumbled ‘no’ came from her lips before she hollowed her cheeks one last time, causing me to fall over the edge. My muscles tensed as the orgasm overtook me and a groan slipped out.
When she finished, Sharron slowly stood and faced me as she wiped at her mouth all the while grinning. “You are full of surprises today,” I chuckled as I tried to remember what I was going to do.
“I try,” she giggled as she shrugged before turning away from me.
“Oh no you don’t,” I grabbed her around waist before she could escape me, and tossed her on the bed. She bounced once before I scrambled over her letting my weight hold her in place. “It’s my turn now,” I promised as I gripped her panties and gave a quick yank, causing them to tear from her body. She yelped as I slowly slithered down her body, pausing at the apex of her thighs. “Spread ‘em,” I shoved at her knees and she rolled her eyes as she complied. “Trev,” she began to scold, but I silenced her as I buried my face between her legs. Two could play this game, and I was ok playing it all night.