Hardly Appropriate
“Shh!” I giggled. “Adam, shh! If the kids hear us I’ll just die!”
“Oh they need to learn sometime,” he mumbled, face lost between my breasts. “This’ll save Dave the trouble of that awkward conversation…”
Trying not to laugh too loudly, I batted him on the back of the head. “Oh my god that’s terrible. Seriously I think we need to wait another hour or so…”
Adam pulled his blonde head from my cleavage and gave me a pitiful look. “Another hour? Honey, I’ve been suffering from blue balls for days already. Those fucking kids are always around…I swear, they’re asleep! And as soon as we’re done, I’ll be asleep too! I think it’s now or never, baby…”
“That’s incredibly hot, babe. I mean, how can I help myself?”
He grinned, and even though the circumstances were a bit ridiculous, I couldn’t help but feel a little flutter in my stomach. He was naked except for a pair of boxer briefs which perfectly accentuated his gorgeous, round ass. Now that he and his brother were working at the house, ripping apart walls and hauling supplies around every day, he’d lost that little cushion around his waist and toned up more than ever. I couldn’t help running my hands over those sculpted chest muscles; he took my interest as an invitation to continue and rapidly rolled my chemise up over my breasts.
“Oh, now really,” I said in a low voice, pretending to be annoyed. “This is hardly appropriate…”
“It’s sooo appropriate, actually.
Adam grabbed my waist with one arm and stuck his opposite hand under my butt, scooping me up suddenly from the bed and depositing me onto the carpeted floor. His eyes glimmered naughtily.
“Now let’s hear you complain about the bed springs and loose headboard,” he fake-snarled.
“Oh but the children,” I whined, using a false, high-pitched voice. “What will they think…”
“I don’t care about the children! You’re ignoring your womanly duties, don’t you realize that?” I tried not to snicker at this adopted persona, but play along and get the most out of it.
“Sir!” I answered in horror. “You know very well that we are not married and I have no obligations to please your…appetites!”
Adam looked at me with a mix of evil and desire on his face, then grinned lewdly. “Well, that’s where you’re wrong, honey.” He swung a knee over my hips, pinning me down to the floor between his legs. “You’ve been living off me for weeks now. Eating my food, sleeping in my bed. Or didn’t you know those things weren’t free?” His hands traveled up my arms, up to my wrists, then held them down into the fibers of the carpet.
“But, you never said otherwise…I thought you were just being kind!”
“Don’t be stupid, you aren’t a girl anymore. You’re a grown woman and you know what I need from you. It’s time to pay up, sweetie.”
I feigned a shocked gasp and struggled (just a little) under the pressure of his hips and hands. Then, I watched a malicious look come over his eyes as he licked his bottom lip, slowly. Quickly, he moved my wrists together above my head so he could hold me down with one hand, while the other fished around in a drawer of his night stand.
“Adam, what are you doing?”
He didn’t answer, just continued to dig with his loose hand until he found what he was looking for. When he finally grasped whatever it was, he broke out into an almost-maniacal grin. He brought out a roll of dark red plastic tape, pulling on the edge with his teeth to unroll a long length.
“Oh, hey…”
The ravenous look on his face was so attractive, I shivered as he bound my wrists together and stopped talking. Inadvertently, I made a needy sound not unlike a small moan.
“Thaat’s it, honey. Give in to your fate. You aren’t going anywhere ‘til I’m satisfied.” He surveyed my body, focusing on the triple-wrapped tape. He pulled out another length of tape and moved backwards, grabbing one of my ankles and pushing it towards a leg of the bed frame. He started wrapping the tape around my ankle, binding it to the leg.
I made a couple of protestations, but he ignored me, captivated by his mission to keep me in place. Once I was reasonable secured, Adam stripped off his shirt and re-positioned himself over my lap. I bit my bottom lip and stared up at him. Open-mouthed with excitement, he pushed my shirt back up over my breasts and leaned down to suckle them.
The feel of his tongue on my nipples was immediate and overwhelming. We hadn’t had a proper session in at least a week, thanks to the constant presence of the kids and their parents, not to mention exhausted, sex-less nights after long days of hard work on the house. My breath caught in my throat as Adam fondled my nipples with his mouth and moved his hands down my stomach to that sensitive spot between my legs. Instinctively, I tried to move my own hands towards his blonde head, but I was restrained, having been wrapped up to a leg of the night stand.
Adam saw me move, and smirked. “Nope, none of that. Can’t risk you trying to run away, now can I?”
“Adam,” I gasped, shocked at the level to which he was taking this. “I just want to move around a little.”
He gave me an authoritative look. “Not unless I decide you can, honey.”
I groaned, a little facetiously, and tested the strength of my restraints. Though I was pretty sure I could pull the night stand towards me without too much effort, I didn’t want to risk it falling on either of us. I stayed put and let Adam do what he wanted. He appreciated my submission.
As I lie back and watched, Adam licked my breasts and neck, tugging on my hair as he did so, and then moved down to my shorts. With one of my legs tied up, I knew Adam couldn’t remove my clothes completely, but that didn’t dissuade him at all. He tugged the zipper down and deftly folded my loose knee up so that one side of the shorts could be removed; the other side he tugged down, along with my panties. My stomach clenched and I felt my lips grow wet between my legs. I found myself silently begging Adam to put his warm thumb pad on my clit hood.
Instead, he crawled backwards and put his face there. I moaned, causing him to chuckle into my pussy. His hands clasped my thighs, pressing his lips into my hood firmly before running his tongue over my lips and then under the hood itself. I gasped in pleasure, my legs seizing with electricity. At the restraint on one side, my body started to fight for its freedom; my legs shook, vibrating across my lover’s mouth and making me desperate to relieve myself. Adam put a hand on my right hip, trying to hold me down as he made love to me with his tongue. I rocked against it powerfully, and between us both, the friction burned through me until I couldn’t even tell where it was coming from anymore. My arms begged for freedom but Adam held me as still as he could until my body had had enough.
“Oh, oh…aahh!”
He watched my face as I came, harder than I had in a long time. Surprised by the force of the orgasm, I fell silent, breathing erratic, as the contractions of my muscles continued to grip me. When the spasms finally let me go, I lie on the floor watching Adam with curiosity. He seemed intensely satisfied with my performance, though his stiff cock told me we weren’t through quite yet. Licking his lips, he pulled off his underwear and pushed two thick fingers into my vagina, testing the very moist waters.
I smiled at him, proud of my tight, well-lubricated pussy. Still breathing hard, I merely watched him take his dick in hand and rub it between my lips, pushing my free leg away from the bound leg. Smirking at me, Adam pushed his swollen penis into my body all at once. I gasped, writhing a little in my restraints. He moaned, shutting his eyes for a moment.
“Ah, baby. That’s what I need!”
“Mmhmm?”
“Yes, angel, I feel like I haven’t been able to fuck you all week!”
“I don’t think that’s an exaggeration…”
Without another word, he began pumping me, all his weight on his hands at either side of my head. I longed to throw my arms around his neck and kiss him, but all I could manage was to thrash limply – and clearly, he loved the view. I thought about our first sexual encounter back home, and could hardly believe we had progressed to this point. Realizing how lucky I was, and thrilling at the sensation of Adam’s thick cock thrusting quickly inside of me, I relaxed and smiled. His gaze was impenetrable, and I could tell he was on the way to a quick and satisfying climax.
Leaning down so that his breath was hot on my chest, he placed a warm hand under my buttocks and squeezed firmly, using that leverage to grind into me even more forcefully. Unconsciously, I cried out at the feel of his head hitting the entrance to my cervix. The slap slap slap of his skin against my mine was so loud, I worried that even that would be heard outside the door of our little room.
“Oh to hell with them,” I thought, forgetting the kids and our hosts. “If we can’t fuck each other, what’s the point of any of this?”
Throwing my head back and arching my spine, I pressed into Adam as his dick grew inside me, then finally released his juice, grunting. My legs spasmed again, as my unbound limb encircled his body. “There you go, baby, let it out,” I whispered, his semen spreading inside of me freely. Until now, we had never had sex without some kind of protection – be it condom or pulling out at the right time. Of course, with me on the birth control pill and us having been lovers for months now, apparently we both thought it was the right time to take that step. Though it was just a little internal sperm, I somehow felt closer to Adam than I’d even realized was possible. We had achieved complete trust and maximum intensity in our relationship. I nuzzled into his hair, smelling his masculine sweat as he relaxed his body on top of mine.
The sweet aftermath was short-lived, unfortunately. Angry voices reached our ears from the center of the house. Julie and Dave.
“I have to go once a week, Dave, you know that! It’s bad enough I had to quit spin classes – if I leave the charity group everyone will know we’re completely broke! I’m not quitting, and you’ll just have to deal with that.”
“Hon, I understand you don’t want to tarnish your image, but we don’t have money to spend even on a charity group right now! Especially one that basically spends all its funds on cocktails and decorations!”
“Oh don’t fucking start with that again. That’s how things are done.”
“Sure, maybe, but you personally don’t have the money to participate. Which is worse, taking a hiatus from the club, or attending meetings without the ability to feed and water yourself, or put on a new couture outfit every week?”
“Shut up, asshole. I don’t appreciate your base description of my life!”
“Look, Jules.”
“Don’t fucking call me that right now!”
“Julie! I’m doing everything I can. Money doesn’t just blow in on the breeze. Can you please think about what you’re doing?! Our kids need food on the table and a mum that can help them understand the value of a dollar.”
“Now I’m a bad mother?!”
“That’s not what I said! I just…”
As they bickered, Adam kissed me softly on the lips and gave me a loving look. Then he sat up and gently unfastened my bonds, rubbing my skin and kissing me where I had been chafed. We dressed as quietly as possible and then sat together, knees pulled up to our chests, on the carpet. I wouldn’t have risked creaking the bed for anything at that moment.
“Seriously, Dave, I think I’d be better off with my sister. I could just take the kids and set them up at school in Arizona. It would be easy.”
There was a pause in the conversation, and I felt a shocked expression take over my own face. Was she serious?
When Dave spoke again, his voice was quieter and very difficult to hear. “You wouldn’t. How could you do that to us? And to the kids? They barely even know their cousins! You’d uproot them from their home – and their father – over a silly club membership?”
I turned my head to give Adam a look that said, ‘No kidding!’ His own face belied actual anger.
“Not over the club, Dave. This is about everything.”
“Everything – Jesus, Jules. Is my brother home? Are they hearing this?”
My skin prickled with goosebumps. ‘Shit!’
Julie mumbled something I couldn’t hear, then I heard the front door slam. After a few quiet moments, it seemed obvious that Julie had left the house and Dave was alone in the front room. I relaxed and got up to sit on the bed, while Adam stretched and paced the small amount of floor in front of the door. “Well, shit,” he said finally.
“Are they always like this?” I asked, quietly.
Adam shrugged, clearly a little offended. “It’s not that bad. Anyway, Dave needs to appreciate her more. All he ever tells her is not to do things. It’s no wonder she’s considering taking a break from him.”
I rolled that information around in my head a little, examining it before replying. Was I crazy, or did Adam have a habit of favoring Julie in any argument?
“Well I hope they will be okay,” I ventured, trying to remain disinterested so as not to add to the conflict. “Tomorrow maybe he should show her the progress on the house? It’s going well, it might perk her up a bit.”
Adam grunted in answer.