Interludes at Wide Intervals

We enjoyed the afternoon together, sipping tea and coffee and reminiscing. She was unhappy in her marriage to the father of her four teenage children. I was unhappy in a cold childless second marriage. We talked on the phone regularly after that for two years. Became closer, despite living three hours drive away from each other. One night I was in the city on business. I phoned her brother, and eventually tracked her down a mere five miles from my hotel. I asked her to come and spend the night with me. She said she couldn't possibly. I returned to the contents of my briefcase, and ten minutes later the phone rang. It was her. She could visit if the offer was still open. "Of course, what time will you be arriving?" "In fifteen minutes !" she said, excitedly. I met her in the lobby. We ate dinner in the hotel restaurant. Should I ask her to my room? I thought. As if she read my mind, she looked into my eyes and asked "Can I please stay the night with you?" That was the first of a dozen encounters over the past seven years. We have a script. Just as with the first night, I unlock my hotel room door and hold it open for her. Once inside, we kiss several times, each one longer, closer, and the last one I kiss the left side of her neck, then behind her ear as I hug her tightly to me. She asks "would you like to go to bed?" I answer "yes!" and within seconds she has undressed completely before me, hiding her ample breasts with her palms over her nipples. As she pulls back the covers and climbs onto the bed, I disrobe completely without taking my eyes from her body. My penis is getting hard. We lie facing each other on the bed, kissing, then necking, then pressing our bodies against each other. I know that her children have all been accidents, that she is in a sexless marriage and not on the pill and that we have to be careful. She is stroking my erect cock now, her eyes closed. I rise on my left elbow and reach across her body, kissing first her left breast and then sucking the nipple. She moans, then I move to her right breast, sucking that nipple too until it is hard and proud of her breast. Her grip on my dick has tightened now. She spreads her knees, then places the soles of her feet together, the outer sides of her legs flat on the bed. I kneel on the bed, her hand still around my engorged member, my knees near her right shoulder and my face poised over her genitals. She is open like a flower, I can see everything from the pink rosebud of her anus, forward to her vaginal opening, inner and outer labia, and her clitoris. Her pubic mound is covered with dark, coarse curly hairs. My tongue first touches the rear-most portion of her vulva, her body shudders. My tongue traces her inner thighs, returns to her labia. Probes her vagina. By now she is secreting a lot of juices, she is heavily lubricating. Then finally my tongue touches the foremost tiny bump, her clitoris. Her back arches, pressing her love button toward me. She is frantically stroking me now, her oiled fingers wrapped around my thick cock. It doesn't take many thrusts for me to arrive at my orgasmic frenzy, grunting and gasping. The side of her closed fist slaps against my belly. She too is close to cumming. She works to bring on the release of my cum, stroking my engorged prick. Her arm tightens around my waist as she comes. My prick feels as if it is sticking out a meter in front of me as she brings me to my climax. Each pulsing thud through the root of my distended cock sends a burning surge of cum up my tube. I feel the thick jets of my hot love juice squirt downward, splattering across her breasts and belly. I am eagerly stroking her clit with my tongue in time to my own thrusts so that we can share that special, magic moment. I hug her hips tightly as my tongue works on her clit. Her body arches, pressed against mine, as we writhe in ecstasy. Now I feel the post-coital tingling begin in my enlarged and purple glans, and can tell by her groans and heavy breathing that she is cumming now. Her movements are frenzied, I feel her wetness spread thru my beard and over my face as the sensations in my glans intensify. We both see stars as our bodies share the intimacy of orgasm. We descend from the plateau as our orgasms fade. We share the tender moments where we catch our breath and come back down to our real worlds. I hold on to her tightly, our heartbeats slow to normal. Both of us are very sensitive now; we both enjoy the closeness, the wet animalistic touch of saliva, then pussy juices, and cum, and sweat. Our ugly worlds seem like a very beautiful place for a short time. We do this whenever we can. It takes a special combination of business and homefront arrangements, but we do see each other intimately at wide ranging times and places. Someday we hope to get two whole days together.