Always Faithful - Chapter Twenty-One - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Twenty-One

... on, conversation never lags.” Dan recognized Laura’s non-speak. He knew her offer to come in for a nightcap drink was floated for rejection only. Any last drink would have been shared company with Greg. They kissed goodnight with distance in their warmth, and Dan returned to his car. Laura watched him drive off before putting her key in the door lock. Greg was waiting and Laura did not want any distance between them as they kissed their greeting. “I had a good time tonight; Dan really wanted me to go home with him. What I really wanted tonight was to come home to you pure as when I left. Let’s have a nightcap together and then take me to bed.” Greg let his hands roam over her body as he and Laura moved to the den for their drink. “Were you able to keep Dan’s hands off you? In that dress he should have been fondling you all night long.” “At the gallery, others kept him busy. Dan probably wanted more hands on time with me than he got. A couple of dances at the club after the opening, that’s all the touch time we had tonight. If we accepted the invite to the older woman’s home, I knew it would be a very late night.” “You turned him down to come home to me?” “Yes darling, I did. Does that surprise you?” “Maybe surprise, but more excites me.” “Good, we will just have this one, and then I want you to make love in our bed until I am filled with our love.” After making love, Laura let her fingers play over Greg’s chest. She wanted to keep the touch of closeness alive; she knew sleep ...

... beckoned but not yet. A glow of stimulation held her mind. “Last night and earlier today, you were marking your turf when you fucked me. You wanted to make sure if Dan got into me on our date that he knew you had me first.” Greg palmed Laura’s cunt and they kissed. “I knew what you were doing, and I liked why you were fucking and marking me that way.” Laura gripped cock with her left hand, the hand with the ruby ring. “Look at my hand holding our cock. The only symbol is the one you gave me. You’re entitled to mark your turf; you know how much I love it when you fuck me hard and mark me as yours.” They both squeezed harder; two fingers entered the lady’s sex and she moaned. “I really like the way we just made love. For the rest of the week, until I leave for San Francisco, let’s make love every night instead of hard fucking. Leave the thrills and memories inside me this time.” Monday evening Greg and Laura ate a light dinner; they adjourned to the den for a glass of wine. “You asked for making love this week; there is no time better than right now to begin. Go take your shower. Return nude; I will be waiting for you.” Laura did return twenty-five minutes later wearing only a light coat of pale lip gloss and a smile. They shared second glass of wine and gentle kisses. Greg poured a third glass of wine, “Have one more while I shower. I want you relaxed and dreamy before we go to the bedroom.” Greg seemed to take longer in the shower; Laura was about to pour a fourth glass when ...