I rested my head on JJ's shoulder with his arm around me as I listened to his breathing. I looked up at his face; his eyes were closed and he looked relaxed and content. I reached up and traced my finger on his cheek lightly. With his eyes still closed, he smiled and held me tighter. I closed my eyes, too, and just enjoyed the moment of silence.
A few minutes later, I felt his hand on my arm, then on my side, my hip... I rolled over onto my back as he slid his hand between my legs. He moved down on the bed so he could have a clear view as he pressed his fingers inside me. I spread my legs for him and arched my back. He worked his hand in and out of me, moving his fingers slightly on each stroke until he found just the right spot. I squealed and gasped as he rubbed it, which made him focus more on that spot until I started shaking and begging for permission to cum again.
I screamed with pleasure and came hard, reveling in the waves of sensation spreading up my spine. I expected him to slow his stroke and withdraw his hand, but he didn't. He kept pumping his hand at the same pace, ignoring my pleas to stop because of the intensity. I squirmed and tried to wriggle away but he held me there firmly and continued fucking me with his hand. Before the first orgasm had completely subsided, the second came on forcefully. I screamed again, my whole body shaking this time. I lay there whimpering and dizzy, my cunt throbbing and gripping his fingers, as the last ripples of pleasure floated away.
JJ slowly withdrew his hand and laid next to me again.
"Oh my god," I mumbled. "I've never experienced one on top of the other like that. I didn't even know that was possible after, well, after all that already happened before."
He chuckled and said, "I'm glad you liked it," and he kissed me sweetly, gently.
"Uh, yeah, I guess I liked it," I said nonchalantly.
We both laughed and kissed some more.
A few minutes later we rolled over and looked at the clock. We both groaned because we knew we had to go, both of us knowing there was someone waiting at home for each of us - his wife, my husband.
I curled up next to him for one last hug before getting up to get dressed.
"I don't want this afternoon to end," he whispered.
"Me, neither," I replied.
Then I started getting up, reaching for my glasses, looking for clothes. Before I stood up, JJ grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. I laughed.
"But we have to go!"
"I know," he said, "but I want to fuck you one more time," and he
kissed me deeply again, throwing a leg over me to hold me on the bed.
He didn't have to convince me. I rolled onto my back, wrapped my arms around him and pulled up my knees so he could enter me deeply again.
After our "one more time" we got up, cleaned up, got dressed, and walked out together. We stopped in the parking lot halfway between my car and his. We hugged each other goodbye....the hug turned into a kiss, then another, and another. Yeah, I know kissing like that outside in broad daylight is just stupid, but I wasn't giving up one last chance to kiss that man.
Finally, we separated. He walked to his car, turning to wave before he stepped out of sight.
I drove home in a haze - tired, content, satisfied. I knew when I walked in the door at home, my husband would ask about my day. He'd ask if anything unusual or special happened and I would smile, give him a kiss on the cheek and say, "No, it was just a normal, uneventful day." Then I'd walk into the kitchen to get dinner started and try to focus on what I was doing instead of on the amazing afternoon I'd just had. I'd serve dinner while trying to act like today was just like any other day and trying not to let my husband see that my knees were weak and I was a little unsteady on my feet. I'd make small talk over dinner trying not to show that I was distracted and still thinking about how incredible JJ's cock felt inside me and how much I wanted to see him again soon.
As I was driving home, I got two text messages. The first was from JJ - "You're amazing!" The second was from my husband - "What's for dinner?"
If you missed the first three posts in this series, here ya go:
Whatever He Wants (Part 1) - A Naughty Encounter
Whatever He Wants (Part 2) - A Naughty Encounter
Whatever He Wants (Part 3) - A Naughty Encounter