Under His Spell Chpt 2 - Sex Stories

Under His Spell Chpt 2

... but I had no more room. The silence between us as we ate had been comfortable but, now that I was not focused on eating, I was a little nervous, sitting there very naked while Joe was still fully dressed. I knew my hair must be a mess, too. I had not had time to comb or brush it after my shower so I was sure it was an untidy mess of curls falling down my back. Joe apparently sensed my nerves and reached for a hand. He kissed the palm then tickled it with his tongue. “Joe! What are you doing?” “Brie,” he said, looking up and still holding my hand, “it occurs to me that we have not discussed why you were so very eager to meet me here, to cheat on your husband. We both know why I am here: my wife and I have not had sex for years. But, before we go any further with this, I really need to know why you want to be here, in New York, with me?” I had not seen that coming. I drank the last of the wine in my glass and held it out for more. Refilled, I took another large swallow. “Nine months ago,” I said, replacing the glass on the table, “Steve, my husband, started an affair with a secretary at his construction company. To make matter’s worse, the little witch got pregnant and is due in about six weeks or so. “At the moment, Steve and I are only staying together so our son does not remember his senior year in high school as the one where his parents split up and he got a new baby brother or sister. Steve does not know that I am here with you but, considering my marriage is all but ...

... over, I feel no guilt about what I am doing.” “I see,” said Joe thoughtfully. “Are you sure there won’t be a reconciliation between you and Steve?” Before I could respond, Joe continued, “You must realize I am not looking for anything permanent between us, right? I know that sounds cruel and heartless but I need to know that you are aware I am not in a position to, nor do I want to, leave my wife.” “I understand that Joe.” I offered a small smile, an upturn at the corners of my mouth. “For me this is a little fling, and payback of a sort. And fun, of course. But don’t worry; I am not planning on getting attached, although I hope we remain friends after our time here.” “Of course, Brie, I too hope we shall remain friends.” It was Joe’s turn for a tentative smile. “Maybe we will choose to get together occasionally.” Joe stood and smoothed fingers over my shoulder. “I am going to have a shower now. While I am doing that, I want you to spread towels on the bed. Then, get three of the juiciest strawberries and put them in your cunt.” My mouth gaped but Joe simply carried on. “Then spread some of the cream over your cunt and put some on your nipples. When you have done that, lay on top of the towels. When I get out of the shower, I will come to eat my dessert.” “Yes Sir,” I replied hesitantly. I had never done anything like it in my life. Sex with food! The thought of doing something so naughty was truly arousing and I could not resist touching my slit. Yes, it was wet. I followed ...