Chapter 5

I did not sleep well that night; I must have checked my telephone every five minutes in case she had text me, after the call from her husband she had thrown her clothes on and run out of the room with hardly a word said.

The next morning, I was outside the café ten minutes before it opened. Cheryl came in an hour later. She did not order just sat down next to me, slipped her hand under the table, and squeezed my thigh.

“So” I started to say...

I was worried in case she had been caught out or should I say we had been caught out. After all, for me it was just a bit of fun, for her it was her marriage.

“It’s all okay honey!” she said interrupting me, and she told me the story. Her husband had just fallen over at home in a drunken state, and was obviously terribly upset, incredibly angry with himself and with her for not being there when he needed her; he did not suspect her of anything untoward. I breathed a sigh of relief.

“So, are you okay?” I asked, my hand holding hers under the table.

“Yes!” she said sigh, “it’s just made me realised I need to get out of this shame of marriage and move on with my life”

“Well...” I started to reply, but she interrupted me again.

“Look, Zak, let’s forget all about him, let’s just plan our Friday night together, “she said her voice a little happier.

I had thought about Friday, my last night in this northern town, my last night for some fun with the very sexy Cheryl.

“So, I guess tonight’s out of the question?” I said with a little laugh.

“Yes, I think after last night I might have to have a night at home, I am so sorry,” she said at the same time squeezing my hand. I knew I should not and could not push the issue.

I ordered some drinks and we sat and chatted for half an hour or so before we both departed for work. That Thursday afternoon I was in a senior team meeting, Cheryl was in it as well, and it took all my powers of concentration not to keep staring at her gorgeous eyes. She just seemed to have this power over me.

I went back to my room in the hotel that night and showered before going to have my evening meal. I checked my telephone constantly, but she never called or text me. I went to bed early and dreamt of Cheryl wanking me over the boardroom table.

As I showered on Friday morning, my telephone beeped to say I had a text message; it was Cheryl, confirming she would see me for breakfast. I was outside the café before they opened and was soon sitting at our normal table.

One of the accounts ladies walked in at the same time as she did and walked to our table with her, there was no way I could say do not join us, it would have been too obvious.

The day seemed to drag on and on, and I was happy when the clock on the wall of the office showed four o’clock, I packed up my laptop and said my goodbyes to the people I had worked with including Cheryl.

I got back to my hotel and started to pack up my gear, the text came into my phone around five o’clock. She would be with me at seven and asked me to meet her in the hotel bar. I shaved and showered and was in the hotel bar by a quarter to seven, I took a table in a corner and ordered a bottle of wine and two glasses.

She arrived at seven fifteen, and walked over, I stood up and she kissed me on the cheek. I was surprised as the bar was quite full. She looked drop dead gorgeous, she has a short summer dress on and high heels. More than one head turned as she walked to my table, she looked stunning.

We both sat down, and I poured her a glass of wine.

“So, this is your last day,” she said after sipping some wine.

“Yes, so I guess this is my last night as well!” I replied, a little sad.

“And how long before you are back?” she said, a glint in her eye.

“Well, that’s a question I can’t answer, I just go where the work takes me “I replied honestly.

“In that case let us make the most of it! “She said with a grin.

We both necked back out wine, I grabbed the half-full bottle, and she took my hand in hers and led me up to my room.

Once inside she wasted no time, she grabbed me, and we kissed passionately. Her hands went behind my neck and my hands cupped her cute little ass as we snogged each other’s faces off. It was a kiss full of passion, all tongues, and lips.

My hands slipped under her short dress and I cupped her very naked and very firm buttocks.

She pulled away from me and kicked off her shoes, she turned around to face me.

“So tonight, I am yours, yours to do with as you please, “she said, looking me staring in the eye.

“Are you sure Cheryl?” I said, almost unable to hide my excitement at the prospect.

“Yes, I am Zak, anything you want to do or have done, I am yours to command” she replied, she was already panting with passion

“Well, if you insist, “I said and we both laughed.

“Would you unzip me please kind sir?” she giggled.

I did as I was bid, and she wiggled out of the dress. She had dark hold up stockings on, a little white G-string and white lacy bra. She looked so fuckable if fuckable is a word!

I took her up in my arms and dropped her onto the bed, it took me all of five seconds to get naked. My cock was already at half-mast as I knelt between her thighs. We kissed and cuddled for a few minutes. She must have felt my semi brush against her as she reached down and took it in her hand.

“Oh, look, how nice,” she said as her fingers encircled my dick and began moving back and forth. I lay back and let her pump her hand up and down my cock for a few minutes.

She pushed me away and ordered me onto my back; my cock was now almost at full hardness.

“You have a gorgeous cock Zak, “she purred and wrapped her fingers around its shaft. I am not that well-endowed but her tiny hands made my erection look huge. She gripped it for a few seconds before starting to slide her hand up and down. I gasped, she giggled. I sighed; she licked her lips.

She wanked me softly and slowly for a few minutes, making me sigh with pleasure.

Her face was inches from the tip of my cock, and I watched as she dribbled some saliva over its crown and used that to lubricate it, her hand was now gliding up and down, and every now and then when she reached its helmet, she gave a little twist. After a while, I felt her other hand slide under my ball bag, and she hand fondled my testicles. I felt my cock lengthen as her hand kept moving up and down its length. I wanted it to last forever, so I just stared at the ceiling and held my breath.

I tried to drive all thoughts out of my head as she stroked and fondled my cock and balls.

She seemed entranced with my cock, and she seemed to worship it. She blew on it, she stroked it, and she teased it. I felt her trace patterns on my skin with the tips of her nails.

She stroked me slowly and delicately, taking her time, all the time I could feel her breath wafting over the exposed head of my cock. She slowly wanked me, all the time she was talking to me telling me what she wanted to fuck me; to be fucked by me; that she was going to fuck me all night long.

Cheryl’s hand stroked up a down my throbbing shaft, at the same time, she was stroking and squeezing my tight ball bag. Cheryl had a feather-like touch, and my cock was soon throbbing with pleasure and her fingers were covered with my pre-cum that was oozing out of the end of my knob.

She released her grip on my shaft and used her fingernails to trace patterns over my shaft and my balls. She traced the path of the veins that were standing out on my erection, I felt her fingers dance down over my tight scrotum and then run a line along to my asshole. She tickled me for a few seconds before taking my cock back in her hand and starting to wank me more vigorously.

She took her time, long hard strokes, pulling my foreskin up and down over the crown of my cock. S Up and down up and down her hand pulled at my cock, I looked down and she had a look of total concentration on her face. She used one hand to fondle and stroke my balls as her other hand jacked my cock up and down. I knew I was going to come very soon; I felt my stomach tense and my balls tighten. I tried, oh god I tried but I knew I could not hold it back for much longer.

“Fuck oh fuck ... I am going to cum Cheryl” I groaned. She looked up and me and smiled.

“Ahhhhh fuck that’s oooooooooo! “I groaned as the pleasure took over my whole body.

She immediately increased the pace and the intensity of her ministrations.

“Do it, baby, do it for me, “she purred, “come for me, come for me” and I did, oh I did it. String after string of cum shot out of me and covered her hand with my goo. As I covered her hand and my stomach in hot sticky cum Cheryl gave a little gasp and a long low sigh. She held my cock in her hand until it wilted and then I watched as she licked the sticky gloop from her fingers. She seemed to relish the taste as she sucked and licked her digits until they were as clean as new pins.

Then she dipped down and licked the cum off my stomach, she hoovered it up with relish. Once she had finished, she slid up the bed and kissed me hard on the lips, I could taste myself on her ruby red lips. She cuddled up to me and we lay that way until my breathing returned to normal. The room was full of the smell of sex. I lay back and start at the ceiling.

She has made me feel like a million dollars and I wanted to return the feeling. I knelt up and pulling her up as well, I quickly removed her bra exposing her gorgeous little boobs; her nipples were already as hard as nails. I slipped one into my mouth and started to alternate between sucking and gently chewing on it. As I sucked her left tit, I placed one hand on her right breast, rolling her gorgeous nipple between my fingers, feeling it harden beneath my touch.

As my mouth worked on one boob my hands mauled the other, I had learnt over the last few nights that Cheryl liked to have her boobs treated roughly and that is what I did. My hand stroked, fondled and mauled her firm little titty as my teeth worked at the rubbery nub of her nipple. She was soon moaning and groaning as I gave her tits a good working over. My hands worked them hard, slowly kneading and squeezing and fondling.

She closed her eyes and moaned, “That feels so good, please don’t stop Zak.”

I ran my tongue around her nipples leaving a snail trail of saliva. She moaned as I switched back and forth between her beautiful breasts and hard nipples. I worked on them, I felt Cheryl’s hand on my head every now and then, forcing me to swap from breast to breast.

I kissed, licked, and sucked her gorgeous little orbs. I licked and sucked as much of her gorgeous, firm breast flesh into my mouth as I could. I chewed on her rubbery little nipples harder and harder until Cheryl squirmed below me and begged me to stop. My hands cupped and squeezed her little titties making her moan and groan like a 1970’s porn star!