A Simple Walk in the Woods - Sex Stories

A Simple Walk in the Woods

... two at a time, bounced her on the guest room bed, and then proceeded to eat the pussy that I had just fucked -- while simultaneously mauling her tits -- with the vigor of a starving man.

Rachel and I didn't leave the bed for over two hours. We finally did just to clean all of the sweat and other bodily fluids off of us in the shower, then still naked to call our spouses. Surprisingly both were not reachable. Elsbeth's sister Eleanor mysteriously just said "She's out for the day and I don't know when she'll be back."

"Just tell her that I called, Eleanor, and let me know if any of her plans change," I politely said before telling her to hug her kids for me and I terminated the call.

In Rachel's case she merely said "My husband John didn't answer so I left him a sweet voicemail and said I would be out with business associates the rest of the night. You and I have business to discuss, don't we Blake?"

"Yeah -- we have to discuss how many orgasms we can possibly have before tomorrow morning," I growled.

"I do have to work tomorrow morning, you know," she grinned.

"Yeah, but you have work to do here tonight -- to keep me as sexually satisfied as I've ever been."

By the time that we fell asleep in each other's arms I realized that if she was as good at her job as she was as making me sexually satisfied she probably was the best businesswoman in the State.

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Rachel moved out of her hotel room Monday morning, putting all of her clothes in her ...

... rental car, and after her meetings arrived at my house about 6:00 p. m. I had given her a remote control for our three car garage so she pulled into the empty space and carried her suitcases into my house and up to the second guest bedroom where we slept the night before. I got home a half hour later and she was in the kitchen with just an apron and high heels on making an appetizer before dinner.

Given my worship of her tits and pussy, she became my appetizer.

There was something about my connection with Rachel that overwhelmed me. It was more than just her perfect tits and snug muscular pussy; it was something ethereal that I simply could not explain. She stayed overnight Monday -- Thursday.

Before I got home on Tuesday I went to a pay phone in a bad part of town where I was sure there were no cameras -- I looked -- and in a disguise I walked two blocks from my car to the phone and with gloves on, and having wiped my quarter clean, called the authorities and reported where they could find the body of the serial rapist and then hung up.

It didn't take long after my call for the news to get out; apparently the authorities quickly located the body and did a rush DNA evaluation. Thursday morning all the media in town -- including the headline on the major morning newspaper -- confirmed through DNA testing that the dead body found was that of the serial rapist. The entire city breathed a sigh of relief, and Rachel was almost giddy when she read the two page article in ...