0 comments/ 11633 views/ 1 favorites An Email Affair Ch. 1 By: JennistoyandWahoos1 * Jen * I am on a bus, reading a book. I am wearing a short black leather skirt and a white silk blouse (No bra of course). I look up and see you watching me. I smile at you, letting my eyes linger over the length of your body, slowly taking in every detail. I meet your eyes once more and go back to my book with a small smile on my face. * Chris * Having just got on the bus, I notice you sitting reading your book. My eyes are immediately drawn to your long lovely legs. From your heels to your short mini skirt, I am almost unable to look away. From the white blouse you are wearing, I can tell that you aren't wearing a bra. My cock hardens, as my arousal increases. Quickly turning away, I gaze out the window, and try to gather myself. I can see your reflection in the bus window, and I have to look back. Glancing at the book I try to make out what it is. I guess maybe I was looking to hard because you look up at me. I'm amazed as you slowly move from my eyes, down my chest and legs, then back to my eyes. Oh shit, I have to talk with this woman! My stop was next, but screw it! As a few of the passengers disembarked from the bus, the seat next to you became available. Walking over, I'm aware of how hard my cock has become. Sitting next to you, I glance over and introduce my self. "Hi, I'm Chris," I say as my eyes rediscover your legs, "I was just wondering about the book that your reading, is it good?" * Jen * I flip the book closed, looking over at you and shifted slightly so our legs were brushing as I moved around a bit. "It's very very interesting." I hold it up so you can see THE STORY OF O written on the spine. I smile slowly, "You ever read it?" While waiting for your response, I look you over slowly, stopping on your crotch, almost licking my lips over the bulge I see there. My nipples harden slightly under my shirt and I feel the urge to lean forward and taste your mouth. I "accidentally" drop the book and lean over to get it from where it fell between your feet. My breasts brush your knees and my hand inserts itself between your legs to support my body as I lean over. As I lean back up I face you slightly so that you can see my cleavage against the open buttons of my shirt. I meet your eyes, my voice drops to a husky whisper, "Well? Have you ever read it?" * Chris * As you lightly flip the book closed, I can feel your leg graze against my pant leg. Your eyes are electric as my cock searches for room to stretch. As I start to answer your question, I notice your eyes. I watch as they move from my face over my chest, to my groin. Aware of your stare, I lean back in my seat trying to relax. Dropping your book, you lean into me to retrieve it. Your hand reaches my thigh, and my cock bobs against my kacky pants. Unconsciously my hand reaches for your back, but quickly I think better of it. Reaching for your book, your hand finds the space between my legs. Slowly you rise, closely you rise. My mouth is dry, as my body trembles a bit from your dance. My right arm resting across the back of your seat, you ask again about the book. Oh shit! "Huh? Oh the book." I had been openly staring into your chest; I could almost feel a bit of drool forming in the corner of my mouth. "No, I'm not familiar with that one." Turing in my seat, I sit toward facing you. My left hand grazes your thigh, then stops. My fingers, not moving at first, lightly start up your thigh, slowly, very slowly, lightly touching, finally reaching your skirt. "I really like to read a lot. If you have time, maybe you could tell me about it," I say, my eyes staring lustfully into yours. * Jen * I look at you while I wait for your answer; you seem oblivious to everything but me. When it finally hits you that I was talking, you jump a little and without even glancing down at the book, you tell me no, but could I tell you about it? "Well, I was just going to go home and read, if you're not busy we could," I pause and bite my lower lip, "get together. I am only a few blocks away." Suddenly I feel a bit scared, but as I straighten out my things, I see your crotch again, mmmmm to have a few hours to play with that, much better than reading a book. I look up at you, I feel my face flushing with heat, the thought of touching you is so overpowering that I feel like I have to. I place my hand on your thigh, in the same spot where yours is resting on mine, lean close and breathe in deeply. With my mouth by your ear, I say, "God you smell good." I make sure my breath blows on the hairs on your neck and behind your ear. "You didn't have plans for tonight did you?" Slowly I run my hand up your leg, almost to your crotch, back down to your knee. The leg beneath my hand felt strong and muscled. I look into your eyes, hoping that if you had plans you'd cancel and we could spend some time together. I had never met anyone like you before, never felt that spark of attraction so strongly, I felt like I was burning up with desire and need. * Chris * My chest pounds, and my cock aches as I stare into your beautiful eyes. With my cock growing harder, I squirm a bit in my seat, trying to become a bit more comfortable. Suddenly I realize that you'd asked me a question, and smiling at you I start to answer. Before I'm able to speak, you lean toward me. My God you're beautiful, I think, as you move to me, as if to whisper. I can feel your warm breath on my neck and ear as you mention how good I smell. Your hand reaches for my knee and slowly slides up my pant covered leg. My legs and ass instinctively tighten in anticipation as your hand slides closer to my crotch. My eyes narrow and I quietly groan as your breath and hand fondle my body. Quietly you whisper if I have any plans tonight. Oh shit, I think to my self. I have never been in this situation before, I don't think I've ever wanted anyone this badly before. Fuck, I was supposed to meet my brother for drinks tonight. "Nothing I can't reschedule." I say as I fumble for my cell phone and quickly dial his number. As the phone rings, I can't help but let my eyes run down your body. Your chest heaves and your nipples seem hard. And your legs, oh God your legs. My eyes traveled down your sweet legs to your heels, then slowly back up your body, to your face. I could feel the heat, or maybe an energy coming from you, a sexual energy if you will. My cock grew harder just from the thought. She had me, I was fucked, the good fucked though, I think to my self grinning. My brother's voice snapped me out of the trance I was in, and I explained that I wasn't going to be able to meet him tonight. He continued babbling, but I was unable to focus on anything but you. "We'll get together later, give me a call later in the week," I say. Snapping my cell phone shut, I turn to you again grinning. "Well, I'm free for the evening, and I can't think of anything I'd rather do than, umm, discuss your book. By the way, I never caught your name." * Jen * I smile as you mumble back to me that you can find a way out of your plans. I can't seem to take my eyes off of you. I watch as you whip out your cell phone and dial a number. I can feel the heat between us. I can almost see the lightening shooting back and forth. The bus pulls to a stop and I hold out my hand to you and nod my head. "This is my stop." We walk off of the bus holding hands, exploring the way our hands fit into each other, as we walk down the street. I can't help but notice the calluses on your hand. "Do you play softball," I ask rubbing your palm. You look at me and smile. Again you ask me my name. I smile and say, "Jen, my name is Jen. So do you?" We arrive at the front of the townhouse I live in. I open the door hating to let go of your hand. My body is flushed with heat and my knees are trembling with desire. I feel as though I have dived off of a cliff. The adrenaline rush is giving me a high that feels as though I am on a rollercoaster. My stomach is in knots and my mind is racing. Ah hell, I think, what am I doing? I turn and look at you one last time before the lock clicks open. Ah there it was, he is the reason I am doing this. I look into your eyes and click open the lock. Before the door opens, I take your hand again and lead you inside. As soon as we are inside, I pull you to me, bringing your lips down to mine. I moan your name. "Chris, make love to me, touch me, burn with me." * Chris * I've never been in a situation like this, never wanted anyone more. I was completely unaware of anyone else on the bus but you. My body ached, yearned, to touch you, hold you, be with you. I grin as you smile at me, my mind racing, and my eyes, lost in yours. As the bus comes to a stop, you rise and reach for my hand. "This is my stop," you say. Our fingers massage each other's hand, as we walk down the street. With my heart still racing, you ask if I play softball. "Yeah, I guess my hands are a little rough," I say as I chuckle. "I love sports, so I tend to play a lot." With the rest of the world tuned out, all I can hear is your voice, and your heels as they click on the sidewalk. "Jenn, that's a beautiful name." I say. I glance down and notice again the hardness of your nipples. My eyes trace downward again, to your legs, then back to your eyes. I gently smile at you, completely unaware of where this might lead. Reaching your townhouse, your hand slowly slips from mine. I watch intently as you search for your keys, your hands almost appear to be trembling. Glancing back at me, I smile as I hear your lock click open. Grasping my hand, you lead me into your home. With the door still open, you pull me to you. Reaching up, you bring my lips to yours as you moan for me to take you. My right hand finds your waist and pulls you hard against me. I reach back with my leg, and kick the door closed. My left hand finds your face as our tongues explore each other's mouths. Brushing your hair back, I let my left stroke your hair as I kiss you deeply, passionately. My right hands slides to the small of your back, pulling you tighter against my ever hardening cock, as my left slides from your hair down your shoulder to your supple breast. Gently I squeeze and massage your breast, feeling the hardness of your nipple, my other hand finding your skirt and working it up. My hands tremble with excitement, I fumbled with the buttons on your blouse, popping a few off, as my other hand slides up your skirt up to your waist. Now moaning myself, my lips find your ear, gently biting and nibbling, as you back up deeper into your townhouse. Backing into a table, I kiss, lick and nibble down your neck to your chest. My hands slide down to your waist, and I gently lift you onto the table. Your hard nipple slides into my mouth, as my hands slide up your soft thighs, reaching your now wet panties. * Jen * When you pull me to you, I feel a jolt through my whole body. I lean against you and feel like I am melting into your hard frame. I grip the hair at the back of your head while our tongues stroke each other. I grind against your cock, feeling its hardness through your kackis. When your hand touches my breast, I gasp. Everywhere your fingers move, send shocks through my whole being. I am hungry to have you, to touch you and to be touched by you. My legs tremble, I feel weak. My head is spinning from our kiss. I hear my buttons go flying and a small tear of fabric. I don't care, your breath tickles my ear, sensitizing my neck, sending goose bumps over my whole body, and forcing my already hard nipples even harder. Although I was unaware of it we had been backing up. When the back of my legs touch the table I shift slightly against you. You lift me up, sliding me back until you have access to my breasts. Your mouth envelops one breast in heat your sucking sends shivers of desire running along my whole body. I arch up towards you, meeting your hand as it rides up my thigh. Even though I want you to touch me, I feel as though if you do I will shatter into a million little pieces. My skin is flushed and I am moaning and clawing at your arms and back. Yes, Yes Yes seems to be my litany. I crave your touch more than I have ever craved anything in my life. I moan as you stroke me through my panties. They are so wet it feels as though there is nothing between the two of us. The thin layer of silk does nothing to shield me from your questing fingers. You hand slides between my panty and my pussy. I am drenched and suddenly very glad I had trimmed up everything. I was shaved almost completely except for a thin stripe running around my pussy that was cropped very closely. Sure enough, as soon as your fingers touch my clit, I explode into your hand. My orgasm shaking me to my core. I cry your name as I cum, holding on to your shoulders, my nails digging in scoring your back and shoulders. You never let up your assault on my senses. I am thrown headfirst into another orgasm that sends the world spinning. Your fingers, your mouth, I arch against you, mindless in the passion you evoke in my body. I feel your fingers moving in and out of me, stroking, pushing me higher and higher. I take your hand and push you away a bit. I want to enjoy you and play with you as much as you have played with me. Slowly I raise the fingers that had been inside me, to my mouth, sucking on each one in turn. I watch as your eyes darken and your breathing becomes even more irregular. I don't trust my legs to hold me up, so instead I lean forward and slowly start to unbutton your shirt. My hands are trembling and I feel glorious. I slide your shirt off of your body, stroking your chest, leaning in and gently biting and sucking on your nipples. My hands slide down and I feel you hands grip my hair and force my mouth back for a kiss. I unbuckle the leather dress belt and undo the button, sliding the zipper down. You cock seems alive, twitching at my least little touch. You pants fall to the floor, soon followed your underwear. You cock and balls keep me fascinated. I stroke them slowly, lifting the balls into my hand, rolling them between my fingers, feeling their weight and softness. * Chris * Having lifted you onto the table, my mouth kisses sucks and nibbles its way to your breast. You gasp loudly as I reach your breast. As I suck your nipple hard into my mouth, my hand slides up your bare thigh and your soaking wet panties. Gently, and then more firmly, I nibble and then bite your hard and swollen nipple. As I continue to stroke your wet panties, you arch your back to my hand. Your moaning increases my arousal as I press harder against your pussy. My index finger finds the edge, then slides inside your panties. Finding your wet pussy, I look down as I pull your panties aside. As you claw at my back and arm, my fingers slide up, then down your wet pussy. "God you're so wet," I moan as I slip two fingers into your tight wet cunt. As my thumb finds your clit, you scream loudly and your pussy contracts around my fingers. Sliding a third finger in, I rhythmically fuck you with my hand. Bucking against my hand, I can almost see your cum pool up in my palm as you explode into orgasm. I watch as you throw your head back in sexual bliss, I thrust my fingers faster and faster into your swollen wet gash. I reach again for your breast with my mouth, as the fourth finger of my hand slides into your pussy. Sucking your nipple hard into my mouth, I can feel you near your second orgasm. Pushing me back, you reach for my wet hand, wet from you. I moan loudly, as you take each of my fingers one at a time into your mouth. It's almost to much for me, watching you clean your cum from each of my fingers. My knees feel week, and my eyes narrow to slits as your mouth works on each of my fingers. Releasing my hand, you unbutton and remove my shirt. My heart is racing, and I'm almost unable to catch my breath as you stroke my chest with both your hands and mouth. My cock has been so hard, its been oozing pre cum for the past 10 minutes, and as your hand reaches for my belt I almost lose my balance. Reaching for you, I grasp your hair and pull your mouth to mine. I have to taste that sweet mouth of yours again. As our tongues dance together, I can feel your hands unbuckle my belt and lower the zipper. You push back from our kiss as my pants fall to the floor. With my cock bulging from the top of my underwear, you smile at the wet spot on my underwear caused from my pre cum. Hooking your thumbs into the waistband, your send my underwear to the floor. My cock 'bounces' free, as if it had been tied to my stomach. As you reach for my balls, I moan your name, while having to reach for your shoulder for support. Gently you need my balls, gently rolling them in your hand, I'm only able to moan, babble, and my hips instinctively push into you. As you lightly grab my cock, I moan even louder, my eyes all but shut. Your hand fits like a glove on my cock, massaging it, milking it. Looking down, I watch as you stroke my hard throbbing cock. "Oh God, Oh God, oh God," I moan. I lower my hands to your thighs, then back to your ass. I pull you to the edge of the table. "God how I want to slide my hard cock into your pussy. Please Jenn," I almost plead. "I'm so hard, and I want you so bad." * Jen * I suddenly feel shy, my belly is fluttering my legs are shaking, but now that I have had release, I can take my time and pleasure you. I push you away from the table and drop to my knees in front of you. I had tasted myself and wanted to taste you too. I run my tongue slowly up your length. I circle your tip, slowly sliding my mouth around your tip as my tongue flicks it. You grip my shoulder and hair as though you were going to fall over. I slide my mouth down your length and pull back up, slowly sucking and increasing the friction with my tongue. While I suck on your cock, I massage your balls, holding them in my hand, rolling them in my fingers, feeling their softness, and pulling at your sack to keep the sensation up. You are swaying and holding on to me for dear life. Suddenly, I feel your balls rise, and I feel your grip tighten, your cum shoots into my mouth where I swallow it down and suck for more. When you finally relax, move from your cock to you balls where I suck them into my mouth I suck on them while you re-gain your breath. I stand and tug down my skirt and pull my shirt together. I take your hand and walk into my room. I have a huge four poster bed that is covered in dark blue velvet bed curtains. When they are closed, it is perfectly dark in the bed. I could sleep for hours and hours in there. The sheets are silk and also a dark blue. The spread is blinding white. I lead you in, sit you on the edge of the bed and strip for you, my hands moving over my body, teasing my nipples, watching the fire leap back into your eyes. * Chris * As you continue to massage and stroke my rock hard cock, I moved closer to you. Mostly to couple with you, but also desperately needing balance. My legs trembled and my breathing was irregular. I needed you, I wanted you, but you had other ideas. With your hand never leaving my cock, you push me back from the table, and slowly fall to your knees. Gasping, I look down as you tongue extends to my cock. With just the tip of your tongue, you lightly lick my shaft up, then back down. Throwing my head back, I groan loudly, "Oh God Jenn!" Every once of fluid in my body seems to be pooling into my hard cock. My body sways, and I reach for you for balance. As one hand finds your shoulder and the other your hair, I can feel your hot breath on my aching member. The muscles in my ass and legs tighten, and my hips arch forward in anticipation of your sweet warm mouth enveloping my hard throbbing cock. An Email Affair Ch. 2 * Chris * Pulling back from our kiss, you gently pull away. My softened cock slipping from your legs, you rise from the bed. With a huge grin still on my face, I watch as you sway across the room into your bathroom. Pushing myself up on the pillows a bit, I place both hands behind my head and watch as you come out wearing a lovely blue bathrobe. Smiling, you tell me to stay put, and you'll be right back. Watching as you sway from the room, I close my eyes and breathe in deeply. I guess what happened might be a bit more common place for some men, but not for me, I thought. I've had one nightstand or two I guess, but that was in college and I somewhat knew the women. I've known Jenn for maybe a few hours, a few incredible hours, I think as I chuckle a bit. I want to know more, no check that, I need to know more. Jenn could possibly be the most incredible woman I've ever met. I really would like this not to be a one-time deal. Looking up, I smile as you re enter the room carrying a tray of food. Setting them on the bed you return for a cooler of beverages and set them also next to the bed. The room is darkening as the afternoon fades to early evening, so you light the gas fireplace. The light from the fire sets you aglow. The robe clings to every curve of your body, as again I smile at you. I watch intently as you settle yourself back in the bed. Reaching for a piece of cheese, you feed it to me. Parting my lips, I draw the cheese, as well as your finger tips into my mouth with my tongue. My tongue briefly strokes your fingers, then you draw your hand back away. Smiling sheepishly, you confess that you've never done anything like this. I can sense that you might be feeling a bit uneasy. As you spoke, I took in the fire, the food, everything. I didn't want to leave, and I didn't think you wanted me to either. As you finished talking, I smiled. Sitting up, I reached down to the tray and grabbed a piece of fruit, still having not replied. Lightly dipping it in the chocolate, I moved it to your lips and gently fed it to you, letting you lick the chocolate from my fingers. Staring deeply into your eyes, I watched as they closed while licking my fingers clean. Bringing my hand to the side of your face, I gently stroke your cheek, brushing your soft red hair back. "I'd like nothing more than to stay Jenn," I whisper. "What we just shared was incredible, but I'd like to more about you. If you feel comfortable with it, that is," I say, as I reach for another piece of fruit. As you open your eyes, I lean into you placing the fruit in my teeth. Gently I rub the fruit over your lips as before you open your mouth. As we both bite, our mouths open, our tongues sharing the same sweet fruit. My hand strokes your cheek lightly again, then I pull back. "I enjoy being here, being with you," I whisper again. "The food is great, did you make the stew?" * Jen * My eyes flew open when you asked if I made the stew and I started to laugh. The tension in the room was broken as I finally slowed down to a chuckle. You were looking at me with a grin and a quizzical look. I nodded and swallowed down another laugh. "Yes, I made the stew, cooking was one of the few talents my ex-husband said I had. Glad I didn't listen to him too often, because he said I'd never find anyone as good as him in bed. Looks like he was really, really wrong." You looked at me for a second and burst out laughing. You rich laughter filled my ears and made me dizzy. As I watched you laugh, I wanted to bring that laughter into myself as I had your cum. I leaned forward, grasped your neck and pulled you into me for a long kiss. As soon as our lips touched, I felt need spinning up in me again. As our tongues danced, I could taste the chocolate on your lips and I started to shake again. You took the back of my head, gripped my hair and continued the kiss with what almost seemed desperation. It was like you didn't want to let go. I pulled away from you, and smiled. I reached down and lifted up another piece of fruit, which I dipped in chocolate. I slowly got up from the bed, opened my robe so it almost exposed my nipples and dribbled the chocolate around my breasts. I watched as your eyes narrowed and grew dark. I walked to the chest at the end of the bed and knelt on it. My breasts were towards you and the warm chocolate was slowly sliding its way down my body. You leaned forward and started licking the sweet concoction from my breasts while your fingers played with my nipples. You tugged and pulled on them causing ripples of soft desire to wash over my body. "Oh yes, mmm God Chris, you are so good at this!" You chuckled deep in your throat and grasped my ass and pulled me to you. With one hand you opened my robe the rest of the way, sliding it down my body allowing your hands to caress my body through the robe. I moaned and leaned closer into you, in a daze of passion. My pussy was soaked again, I was sure of it and when you pulled me to you, I felt your cock straining against me. The tip of it brushing my belly, caressing my stomach. You kissed me again; getting the both of us covered in chocolate. I laughed and leaned forward to lick it off your chest. Slowly you pulled me back an evil grin on your face. You whispered, "Where is the shower?" * Chris * When I asked about the stew, you responded with roaring laughter. Obviously missing the joke, I grinned quizzically at you. Your eyes sparkled and your face glowed as your laughter slowed to a chuckle. Gathering yourself, you explained that you had made the stew and that this was one of the few talents that you ex husband said you had. Ex husband huh, I think to myself. Continuing, you also mention that your ex felt like you'd never have anyone as good as him in bed. 'Looks like he was really wrong there,' you said. Almost choking on the fruit as I swallow it, I burst into laughter. I couldn't help myself as the laughter came from deep within me. How the hell could any man think that of this incredible woman, I thought. With tiny tears in my eyes from the laughter, you reach for my neck, bringing your lips to mine. Our tongues intertwined, as the passion of the kiss intensified. Oh the softness of your lips and the taste of your sweet mouth, I think to myself. What a fucking idiot your ex must have been, I wonder as my hand slides up to your neck. I want to share everything with this woman, I think as my hand grips your hair my body beginning to pulse with energy again. Breaking away from our kiss, you reach for another piece of fruit, dip it in chocolate and rise from the bed. Slightly parting your robe, my eyes narrow as I watch you dribble the chocolate around your breasts. While lightly licking my lips, I notice (almost surprised) that my cock is once again regaining its strength. My eyes follow you with lustful desire as you walk to the foot of your bed and kneel on the chest facing me. As the chocolate trickle slowly down your heaving chest, I crawl toward you. My tongue finds your breast, licking the sweetness rolling from it. Hearing you quietly moan out, I position my self so that I am sitting on the end of the bed with you kneeling into me. I lightly grasp your robe, slowly sliding it off your shoulders as my mouth covers your hardened nipple. Slowly I slide your robe further down, feeling the heat, the passion radiating through it. Carefully I bite, nibble and suck at your sweet nipple. Swirling it, I lap at your chocolate smeared chest, as your robe falls to the chest. With my cock once again throbbing, I slide my hands lightly up your side. Reaching your nipples I gently twist and bite them as I hear you moan out. Chuckling a bit, my hands slide back down your side, caressing you all the way. Reaching your waist, I reach around and grasp your ass, pulling you closer into me. My cock presses into your soft belly as I pull you tighter to me. Reaching for your mouth with mine, I kiss you deeply, passionately, as the chocolate smears onto us both. While I massage your tongue with mine, I caress your ass and back with my hands. Your mouth opens a bit as we kiss, and you laugh at my now chocolate covered chest. Leaning down, I gasp a bit as your tongue finds my chest. With you licking lightly, I gently push you back. Grinning, I look into your eyes and whisper, "Where is the shower?" Rising from the chest, you return my grin with one of your own. Reaching for my hand you start to lead the way. "Lets not forget this," I say as I reach for the bowl of chocolate. Grinning back at me, you guide me into your bathroom. You reach in and adjust the water. It's a large walk in shower; I've never seen one quite this large, outside of the gym. With your back still to mine, I pull you into me. My left hand wraps around your waist as I nibble and bite at your neck. Leaning back, you lay your head back on my shoulder, as the steam from the water begins to waft out. Tracing a line with my tongue, I find your ear, gently I sucking your lobe in, as I move my right arm around you. With my cock firmly pressed into your back and ass, I begin lightly trickling chocolate over your breasts. You moan out again arching your head harder into my shoulder as the smooth rich liquid runs down your trembling body. Dropping the empty bowl to the floor, my hands begin to massage the sweetness into you, both hands stroke, rubbing, kneading the chocolate and your body. My hands slide down your trembling belly, reaching your quivering pussy. As my hands work the chocolate around your pussy, You loudly moan my name and turn to me. Kissing me deeply, your chocolate covered chest and pussy presses into my rock hard cock and me. My hands stroke your back and ass, as we cover and smear the liquid over us. * Jen * Standing there with your hands spreading the chocolate all over me, I realized that I love being with you and experiencing you sense of adventure. You are a sensual man, who gets as much pleasure from pleasing another as well as getting his own pleasure. As you hands glide over my body, I started to tremble in anticipation of the pleasure that would come. You hands pinch my nipples; pulling the hardness out and teasing them back to pebble hardness. The flutters of passion soar through my belly. Your calluses rub on my skin, making me realize what a complement we are, you hard and strong with me soft and supple. I can feel you cock pressing against my ass, you soft moans as I grind myself against you. The steam from the shower is billowing up around us and my chest, belly, and pussy are covered in the chocolate. When your hands reach down and cover my clit I can't take it any more; I turn towards you and reach up for your lips. My breasts rubbing into your chest, my nipples rock hard and scraping against it. Your cock moves up against my belly and becomes coated in the chocolate. I reach my hands up around you neck and pull you too me. You reach under my ass and pick me up. I wrap my legs around your waist and slide my pussy over your cock. You walk toward the spraying water. You lean me up against a wall and start to drive into me. With my legs wrapped around your waist and my pussy tilted upwards, the sensation is amazing. Your cock massages my g-spot, pushing with each thrust into me. The water cascades around us, racing down our bodies, cleaning us in a warm moist bath. I cry out you name again and again in time to your thrusts. "Oh God, Chris, yes, fuck me, Chris, Chris" I climax around your cock screaming animal sounds as my nails dig their way into your back. I am no longer hanging on; you are supporting my weight. When the orgasm subsides, I find my self being held close to your chest. Your head is bowed and as I gaze at you, you eyes rise up to meet mine. You lay me on the shower floor and wrap my legs around your neck. As you shove into me, you watch the joining of our bodies. I look and see your cock sliding into my pussy; I can feel your balls slapping against my ass. I reach up and play with your nipples as you slam into me. You seem almost desperate, needing to go as deep as you can as hard as you can. You soon have me crying out as the waves of my orgasm crash down on to me. * Chris * Our tongues caress one another, as we share another passionate kiss. Pulling closer, my cock presses into your chocolate covered body. The steam from the shower seems to envelop both of us, drawing us deeper into the passion we're both sharing. Your hands grasp my hair, as you press your tongue deeper into my mouth. I can feel your body trembling with desire, as I slide my hands down your waist, finally reaching your ass. With my cock throbbing once more, I grasp your ass tightly and lift, as you wrap both legs around my waist. My cock finds your sweet pussy, and I slide my cock into it. "Oh," I moan, as your pussy almost immediately contracts around me. With my cock buried deep with in your tight pussy, I step into the hot shower, pressing your back against the warm tile. With the warm water striking my back and shoulders, streaks of chocolate race down our bodies, your legs clinch my waist tighter. Finally, I begin working myself in, and out, massaging your pussy with my cock. As I slowly thrust into you, the warm water cascades down between us. Your legs tighten, and I stroke my cock into you faster, deeper. I can almost feel the hardness of your clit, as my cock slides in and out faster and faster. Your pussy tightens even more around my hard cock as your body twitches in anticipation of your on coming orgasm. Screaming, you growl at me to fuck you, not to stop. Please, you beg. With my cock driving you into the tile wall, you groan with each thrust. Grasping at my neck and shoulders, you scream out as your pussy explodes around my hard cock. Sensing you are about to cum, I ram my cock deep within you, as my mouth finds your wet neck. Thrusting wildly, I clench you tightly as your orgasm subsides. Biting and nibbling at your neck, I feel your body almost go limp. Gazing up at you, my eyes meet yours. Supporting your exhausted body with mine, you smile at me. Slowly I lower you to the shower floor, as my hard cock slips from you wet pussy. Grasping your legs, I wrap them around my neck as my cock grazes your aching pussy. Pressing only with my hips, I watch as my cock head enters your wetness. As the warm water beats down on my back, I slide deeper into you. I watch as the water splashes from my back and shoulders, onto your glistening body. Moaning out my name again, your hands reach for my chest, as my eyes remain on my cock sliding in and out of you. Gently you twist and pull at my hard nipples as my balls begin slapping your ass. As your legs tighten around my neck, my hands find your upper thighs, pulling you to me, as I thrust into you. Arching my head back, I scream out your name as my balls slap harder into you. Faster I slam my cock in, Oh God how I want to ... have to, cum deep with in you. As your pussy tightens around my fast moving piston, I hear you moan out. "Oh Jesus! Yes Jenn. I'm gonna cum!" I cry. With one final thrust, I howl as I fire a ton of cum into you as you cum with me. "Oh God," I moan. Leaning forward, we again kiss. This time more tenderly, almost thanking one another for what we both shared. As I reach up for the soap, you rise to a sitting position. Gently we wash each other's exhausted bodies. I stand and pull you up to me. We kiss again, the water rinsing our bodies. Stepping from the shower, I painstakingly dry every inch of you, gently applying soft kisses as I go. As it is late, I ask if you'd mind if I slept over, ginning from ear to ear. Being a Thursday night, I think about calling in sick at work. I then remember I have a 9:00 o'clock meeting with the company president. Walking from the bathroom, we re enter the bedroom, my arm around your waist, both of us still nude. We reach the bed; I kiss you again, before we both crawl in. With the only light in the house coming from the fireplace, our bodies intertwine with one another. Feeling my body against yours, I smile to myself. As we both stroke one another's bodies, we grin and laugh about the previous few hours. Remembering my morning meeting, I explain the situation to you. With my eyes growing heavier and heavier, I fight to keep awake, afraid I'll wake up and this would have all been just a dream. * Chris * Setting your alarm, you smiled as you crawled into the bed next to me. Your body is molded into mine as we share conversation before both of us drift off to sleep. My dreams were vivid that night, and I felt as if I was floating. My mind was awash, as a song brought me out of my dream. My God, I thought, it's morning already. My arm was draped over you and my chest and groin were pressed against your back and ass. Leaning over lightly, I gently kissed your neck and separated my body from you, being careful not to wake you. Quickly I gathered my clothes, which were strewn from one end of the townhouse to the other. Hmmm, going into work with the same clothes on my back, I laughed to myself. I don't have time to go home and change, with my meeting with the company VP and all this morning. You gently stir in the bed, and I freeze, not wanting to wake you from your much-deserved slumber. Smiling I lightly kiss you on the cheek, then make my way out of the bedroom. Finding a pen and pad, I scribble a quick note. Jenn - I enjoyed last night, it was absolutely incredible. No one has ever taken me to the places that you took me to last night. Please don't think that I'm sneaking out, you were just resting so peacefully that I didn't want to wake you. If you don't have any plans, maybe we could do something tonight? Dinner maybe? Anything would be good for me. I'll be at the office until 5pm or so, but will probably be in meetings most of the day. You could call me at work - the # is 987-1675. I'll do my best to give you a ring as soon as I can. Miss ya already!! -Chris Smiling, I left the note on the table we shared the night before, and hurried out the door. Meetings basically suck, but they were really going to suck today. Looking down at my watch I realize I'm running behind. My boss is not going to like this, I think to myself. Wendy, my boss, is an extremely attractive woman. There is absolutely no doubt about that! She is very aware of herself, and knows exactly what she's been doing to me for the past year or so. Wearing tight fitting low cut dresses that reach mid thigh, high heels and stockings, she has induced more than one erection out of me in very inappropriate times. The only problem is, Wendy is married. While I've stolen glances, hell maybe even stares, I realize that she is unattainable and is simply teasing me. Grinning to myself, as I enter the building, you changed all that last night for me. Reaching my office, I flip on the PC and quickly gather material I have for this morning meeting. Wendy suddenly walks in, slamming the door behind her. "Where have you been Chris? I tried calling you at home all last night with no answer? Jackson wants the Bilo data for this mornings meeting, and I couldn't find it!" As she says all this, she realizes that I'm wearing the same clothes that I had on yesterday. "Relax Wendy," I say as reach across my desk and grab another folder, "I've got everything we'll need." "Where were you all night, and is that the same suit you had on yesterday." she asks as her hand reaches for her chest. "I met, well, a friend yesterday and yes, this is the same suit," I say. Having said this, I realize that she'd been checking me out. HA, you're too late, I think to myself. As hot as you are honey, I've found something better. A look of what appeared to be disappointment appeared on her face as I explained where I had been. An Email Affair Ch. 3 * Jenn * I haven't had quiet lovemaking in a long time and it turned me on so much feeling you move over and inside of me and trying not to wake Wendy. When we climaxed together, and you drew me close to you staying inside me. I stroked your back slowly, savoring the feel of it feeling the muscles relax under my touch. You rolled off of me, went back to the middle of the bed, circled your arm around me, kissed my forehead and slipped off to sleep. I watched you sleep and smiled to myself. I had never been a person that needed a lot of sleep. I snuggled up to you and drifted of. I woke with the sun, feeling rejuvenated and full of energy. You and Wendy were snuggled around each other like two puppies. I smiled at the charming picture it presented. Wendy's hair was tossled and you were smiling softly in your sleep. I sighed, hating to leave the warm nest we had created and went into the study. I clicked the study's coffee maker on and then I clicked on the tv and started watching a documentary about sharks. I wandered the room and chose my clay, and formed it in a ball. I then sat down at the pottery wheel and began to work it. I decided I would do a tulip shaped vase that would hold the colors Wendy had seen tonight and after it was fired, I would send it to you with a note. Time passed quickly and before I knew it the sun was shining full in the widows. I heard someone knocking around the house. They sounded like they knew where they were going. In a couple of moments your head appeard in the doorway. I looked up smiling and was greeted with your beautiful grin. You studied what I was doing with a puzzled look. I explained what I was doing and you bust into laughter. You settled down behind me on my long stool wrapping your arms around my waist watching the hypnotic clay. I took your hands and slowly placed them on the vase. It was almost done and I showed you how to smooth it. "Now I know why this was such a turn on in Ghost," you whispered in my ear. I chuckled and responded, "But if I had gotten a vase that high and had it crumpled, I would have thrown it at you." You laughed again wiped your hands on the oversized oxford shirt I wore when doing this, reached for a coffee cup and poured. You watched while I finished it and wrapped it in saran wrap to set and dry. I smiled at you over your cup as you wandered around my studio. There were various project in different stages on the shelves. Among them was several different scenes of love. You examined them from different angles and nodded as you moved. Most were very abstract, faces were blurred and each and everyone flowed into each other. "There is an exhibit I promised I'd go to, wanna come along?" You looked over at me, and said, "More stuff like this?" At my nod you grinned even bigger and said you'd be honored. I laughed and made the comment that it was more likely that it would be much better than anything I had ever done. You frowned slightly and shook your head. We heard Wendy stumbling about and soon her head appeared in the doorway. She seemed tired still, but happy and chipper. I offered to call taxis so the two of you could go home and change and we could meet back up at a little pastry shop I knew. There seemed to be no objections except that we'd be dealing with the whole car issue again. We settled on meeting back here. I mentioned the exhibit and Wendy nodded absently. The first cab came and we packed Wendy off in it, after kissing her soundly. Once the door was closed, you backed me up against it and circled me in your arms. "You are amazing, you know that? I am not sure that any woman I know would be able to stand me this much, much less think about my boss in such a charming way. Thank you for a wonderful night." With those words you kissed me so sweetly. I melted in your arms forming by body against yours. We kissed for a long time and as the kiss started to ignite we heard the beep of the cab's horn. I moaned and wished that you didn't have to leave. You kissed me again as I opened the door. I watched you go into the cab and as it drove away you looked out the back window and waved. I closed the door and wondered if we had gotten a little to serious too fast. I thought back to when I had seen you on the bus and the wave of lust that passed over me. I knew you were special and it seemed that we were made of reach other. Maybe it was true I thought to myself as I padded back to my bathroom to take a shower. I was barely out of the shower when my front bell rang again. It was my friend Judy who was supposed to come with me to the show. I told her about the two of you, omitting a lot of details. She watched me as she poured her coffee and asked, "You slept with him didn't you? If I had to guess you slept with her too. What are you thinking? Where has your brain gone to dear." I shot back at her. "Wait till you see him, you'll know why. Besides what right have you to judge, little Mz. I Picked Up Two Guys One Night At A Bar?" She had the grace to flush and watched as I finished getting ready. As we settled down to drink out coffee and smoke a cigarette before the two of you showed up.