While the girls are away

This is a re-posting of an earlier story that I reworked a bit.

Disclaimer: I definitely do not own the characters and I am not profiting from this in any way. This disclaimer applies to all parts of this story.

~ * ~

Lionel couldn’t believe that he and Jean had the house to themselves. Judy and Sandy were on holiday in Spain and even though Jean would be at the office every day, August was a slow time and they would have nights and weekends alone. After seeing the girls off in their taxi to Heathrow on Monday, Jean went to work and Lionel did too. His work, though, meant shopping. He almost stopped in the office to see Jean but didn’t want her to see his purchases, so he popped into a call box and contented himself with an erotic phone call to Jean.

He arrived home around 3, with enough time to wrap a few things and put the rest away in easy to reach spots then he showered, shaved and dressed. When Jean came home at 5.30 Lionel greeted her with a warm kiss and a cool gin and tonic. After dinner they had went for a stroll through the quiet streets of Holland Park and were seated on the most secluded bench in the park across from their home where Lionel had an arm about Jean as she nestled her head on his shoulder.

“I went shopping today”, Lionel said.

“You did? What did you buy?” Jean asked.

“I’ll show you later. Tell me again what your favorite part of today was.”

“My favorite part of the day was a certain phone call during lunch.”

“Was it exciting?” he whispered as he kissed her; his tongue slipped into her mouth and his hand caressed her breasts until he could feel her nipples erect and straining against the fabric of her clothing. Jean pressed closer, still kissing him, and rubbed his cock until he was ready to burst through his zipper then she opened his pants and brought his cock into the evening air.

“It was very exciting”, she said finally, a bit out of breath.

Lionel groaned as she played with him. “Suck me,” he moaned softly.

She bent her head into his lap and kissed his cock, circling the knob with the tip of her tongue before taking him in her mouth. The exquisite sensation of her wet, hot mouth sucking his dick made Lionel groan loud enough that it caught the attention of a pedestrian on the pavement outside the park. Jean could feel Lionel’s thigh muscles trembling beneath her hands as he came closer to coming; she raised her head and a long thread of saliva stretched from Lionel’s cock to her lips.

"Let's go inside." With difficulty Lionel stood up and together they managed to get his hard-on back in his pants. The front door had barely closed behind them when Lionel took Jean in his arms and pressed her against the wall. He lifted her skirt and thrust his hand beneath her knickers into her wet cunt. Jean grunted and squirmed as Lionel’s fingers plunged deep inside her body and stroked her pussy.

“That’s for teasing me in the park. Now go upstairs and change.”

"Change? Are we going out?"

"You'll see. Go upstairs.”

“Yes, Lionel.” As she moved towards the stairs Lionel lifted her skirt again and caressed her bottom then slapped it smartly.

“Be quick”, he said.

The slap stung but her nipples and pussy tingled as she hurried upstairs, unbuttoning her blouse on the way. In the middle of the bed was a box with a card on it; she removed the lid and found what Lionel meant for her to wear. “It’s so sexy”, she thought and was overwhelmed that Lionel still saw her as sexy and desirable. It wasn’t quite a real corset; she didn’t know what to call it. It was supple black leather that laced up the front with a chain and came under her breasts but it had no cups so her breasts were fully exposed. She was thrilled that her breasts were firm and high enough to carry it off; she caressed her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples until they stood erect. The garters that held up her silk stockings were fastened to the corset with more chain. The shoes Lionel chose were impossibly high and made her walk with little, mincing steps.

Whilst she was changing she realized Lionel had set up his video camera and was filming her. It must have gone on when I turned on the light she thought. Smiling, she moved to the bed and sat down facing the camera, her legs spread wide apart. She caressed her breasts and sucked her fingers, licking them slowly until each was dripping wet and then gently stroked her thighs and pussy; she spoke softly to the camera.

“Hello Love. Do you like what you see? I love wearing leather and silk and chains. Can you see how wet I am for you? Look how wet my fingers are. See how they slide inside my body?”

First one finger, then another, then a third and finally four fingers plunged in and out of her moist cunt. Jean closed her eyes and moaned and arched her back, her breasts moving as her breathing changed and she fucked and rubbed herself closer to an orgasm. “Uhhnn!”

From the doorway Lionel watched in excitement, his cock hardening, as Jean fucked herself for the camera. Even though her eyes were closed Jean could sense Lionel’s presence and heard him disrobing; she rubbed her clit with her free hand. “I wish it were your cock instead of my fingers. I want to feel your cock pounding in and out of me, making me cum. I need to taste you in my mouth and feel you on me.”

Lionel entered the room and knelt in front of her; he pushed her knees further apart and buried his tongue in her cunt. Jean’s hands clasped his head and pulled him closer to her waiting pussy. “Oh yessss” she sighed.

Lionel’s tongue played along her thighs and slipped into the hairy furrow between her legs where the curls of wet hair clung to his face; he found the little nub of her clit and took it gently between his lips and sucked it until she yelped with pleasure. Lionel pushed her legs towards her shoulders so he could lick her pussy with long, slow strokes and tease her with quick sharp flicks to her clit. Jean submitted to the bliss of being eaten, and laughed in exhilaration as her body vibrated with ecstasy at the touch of Lionel’s tongue and hands. Lionel licked his way down her pussy and around to her ass, her body’s juices making her skin slippery. His tongue made its way between her cheeks and lingered there, teasing the tender skin, probing the wrinkled opening and he slipped a finger inside her lovely asshole. Lionel craved the taste and feel of her pussy and ass as she thrashed about on the bed. He nibbled and sucked on her clit until she came, calling out his name. Lionel swallowed her release that gushed from her pussy into his waiting mouth. He moved up the bed to kiss her and share the taste of her cum. He rubbed his cock along her body, between her breasts and against her lips.

He straddled her face. “Suck me.”

Her mouth watered at the rigid flesh before her. “I love your cock. I love how big it is, how fat it is. I love the way you taste.” She formed a perfect O with her lips and slid Lionel’s raging hard-on between her lips. As her mouth pistoned up and down his hardness, Jean’s hands caressed his balls and ass. Sucking Lionel's cock was one of her favorite things, and touching, tasting, being filled by him gave her more happiness than she’d ever known. She sucked and licked his cock and balls until he was ready to explode.

“Oh fuck! Yes! Suck me, Jean! Suck me harder!” He gripped the brass headboard tightly in his hands.

Jean swallowed him deep into the back of her gulping throat and he came, shooting endless streams of cum, that filled her mouth to overflowing. Lionel’s cock slipped from her mouth with a soft “pop” and he lay down besides her, licking his cum from her face and where it had dribbled down to her throat and breasts; his hands roved over her body until she parted her legs and he slipped one hand between the swollen cunt lips.

“Turn over and put your hands over your head.” Lionel reached for the bonds he attached to the headboard earlier that day and tied Jean’s hands to the headboard.

“Raise your ass.” She moved so that her ass was in the air, her legs tucked under her.

He slapped her ass and watched the soft flesh turn pink, then he slapped it again, slapping one cheek then the other. Each slap, harder than the last, made her flinch. Her ass turned from pale to dark pink then bright red and Jean’s moans slid from pain to pleasure.

“Harder!” she moaned as she wiggled her ass at him. Her knuckles turned white with the force of her grip on the headboard and her thighs began to quiver. “Fuck me” she begged. She writhed against the bed, her body throbbing with need. She sobbed in frustration, unable to touch herself, the wetness between her legs seeping out to coat her thighs. “Please Lionel fuck me.” Jean’s skin was slick with sweat that dripped onto the sheets. “I’ll do whatever you want. Just fuck me. Fuck me!”

Lionel ignored her pleas and pulled out a rubber paddle. It was shaped like a small cricket bat with one side smooth and the other studded with bumps. Lionel’s cock demanded attention, and pre-cum leaked from the head. He held the paddle in one hand and his cock in the other and fisted his dick in rhythm with paddling her ass. The vision of Jean’s tender ass turned red made Lionel drop the paddle and lift her hips and he shoved his stiff cock in her dripping wet cunt.

“Fuck! Yes!” she screamed as he entered her and backed up against his thrusting hips. He slid his hands under her body and pinched her breasts in his hands. His balls slapped wetly against her body and the room filled with the sounds and scent of their coupling; her pussy clamped around Lionel’s cock as he pounded her with all his might and Jean’s orgasm burned through her with an intensity that turned her bones to liquid.

Lionel lay sprawled atop Jean until they could both breathe then he released her bonds, and massaged her sore arms and tender ass. Cradled in his arms she reminded him, “I said I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Yes, my love, you’ll do whatever I want”, he assured her. Grinning at her willingness, Lionel refastened her arms to the headboard and from beneath the bed he lifted the spreader bar and fitted it between her ankles so her legs were fixed wide apart. When he had Jean arranged to his satisfaction, Lionel began taking pictures of Jean bound to the bed; he took long shots so her whole body was in the picture then he zoomed in, taking close up shots of her bound hands, lips, eyes, breasts and pussy. His favorite was a close up of her pussy with drops of cum glistening in her bush.

Being watched and touched made Jean so horny that her nipples were as hard and pointy as arrows and her pussy throbbed with desire. She watched and salivated as his cock lengthened and hardened, the foreskin naturally rolling back; she arched her back and clenched her vaginal muscles but it wasn’t enough and she was unable to rub her legs together. Jean begged for Lionel to touch her or to let her touch him. Lionel put more film in the camera and rapidly shot a series of pictures of Jean trying to satisfy herself. Halfway through the roll, Lionel put down the camera and climbed on the bed.

Lionel cupped her breasts in his hands, squeezing them, teasing her erect nipples and began to lick and suck each one in turn and he kissed his way down her body until the curls of her bush met his lips and he rubbed his face in her cum-soaked pussy, a rumble of delight sounded deep in his chest.

“I want your arms and legs around me”, he said and removed all her restraints. Jean gasped when Lionel guided his stiff cock into her wet and swollen pussy.

“Oh, yes”, she exhaled, wrapping her arms and legs about him. “Oh, yes.”

Slowly Lionel moved inside her, long, slow thrusts of his cock sliding in and out of her welcoming heat. Lionel grinned devilishly and caught Jean’s lips in his and kissed her deeply as his hips thrust more quickly. Jean shrieked and dug her nails into his back as her husband’s cock repeatedly hit her g-spot.

“Unh! Unh! Unh!” was all Jean could say as he plunged wildly and deeply into her; Lionel began to grunt as he neared his climax. His balls tightened and his ass muscles clenched and then with rapid thrusts his cum filled her cunt, as Jean’s orgasm ricocheted through her body.

Lionel’s cock slipped from Jean’s pussy and cum pooled on their bodies. They were joyfully hot and sticky, rubbing their cum into each other.


~~~
Jean woke the next morning with a sore bum and she rubbed against Lionel to soothe it.

“How are you Love?”

“A bit sore.”

“I never knew you liked being spanked so much.”

“Neither did I. I also didn’t know how sore I’d be the next day.”

“What can I do to soothe it, Love?”

“Will you rub it?” She rolled onto her stomach and Lionel pushed the covers out of the way.

“Good morning”, he said, kissing her bottom. “I don’t suppose there’s any way you could take the day off is there?”

“None whatsoever. I’d like to, I really would, but with Judy and Sandy on vacation, someone’s got to run the office.”

“What about what’s her name, erm, Sally Curtis?”

“She’s can’t run both branches.”

“I bet she could.”

“I bet she could too, but I’m not about to let her try”, Jean retorted sharply.

“Ah well, it was worth a try. Why don’t you get ready for work and I’ll make breakfast for you.”

After Jean left, Lionel tidied up, putting away the toys and video camera; he changed the bed, inhaling the smell of the cum-stained sheets before he laundered them.


~~~
The front door opened. “I’m home” Jean called.

“In the kitchen” Lionel shouted.

“Hello Love. Smells wonderful. What are you making?”

“Roast chicken with rosemary, jacket potatoes, peas, and a peach cobbler.”

“You are a man of many talents Mr. Hardcastle.” Jean kissed him.

“I’ve always been more than just a pretty face.” He kissed her back. “There’s plenty of time before dinner if you want a bath.”

“Mmm, lovely idea. Thank you for all this.”

“You’re welcome. Go on. Have your bath.”

Lionel cleaned the kitchen and then went upstairs and knocked on the bathroom doorjamb. “May I come in?”

“Of course.”

“I brought you this.” Lionel handed her a glass of white wine, then sat on the edge of the tub.

“Thank you, Love.” Jean sat up and leaned forward to kiss him, her breasts crushed against his knee. “I made you all wet. I’m sorry”

“A small price to pay”, he said. “Tell me what you did at work today. Did you touch yourself remembering last night?

Jean splashed him but blushed. “None of your business” she laughed.

Lionel trailed a hand in her bath water and caressed her breasts. “I want to know.”

“Why?”

“I wagered myself 10 pounds you would.”

Jean drew up her legs and parted them. “In that case, you can’t lose.”

“I’m curious.” His hand went deeper beneath the bubbles and stroked her thighs and her pussy. She settled back into the water and sipped her wine.

“Yes. I started touching myself at my desk but ... Oooo! Lionel!” Jean lost her train of thought as Lionel’s fingers found their way inside her body and pleasured her. Lionel took her glass with his free hand. He teased her clit with his thumb while his index and middle fingers probed her pussy and stroked her g-spot. Jean moaned and her head went back and her chest arched as she climaxed, bubbles and bath water swirling about her quivering body.

With a dreamy smile on her face, she opened her eyes and held out her hand for her wine.

“You look very content”, Lionel said

“I am. Very content.”

Ding!

“Damn!” said Lionel. “That’s the oven timer. I’ve got to get downstairs.”

“Go ahead. What have I got? Another half an hour?”

“A little more than that.” He kissed her. “I’ll see you downstairs.”

After a romantic dinner in the candlelit dining room where climbing roses peeked in from the open garden window to scent the room, they cuddled on the sofa.

"Do you want a drink?" Jean asked.

"I want something else", he said and moved from the couch to kneel in front of Jean. "You.”

Lionel unbuttoned Jean’s shirt and pushed it off her shoulders; she wore nothing beneath it and he kissed and caressed her; together they removed her trousers and underwear. Lionel knelt between her spread legs, kissing along her thighs until his face was buried in her sweet wet pussy. Jean closed her eyes and threw her head back reveling in the exquisite sensations; she squeezed her breasts, pinching and pulling her erect nipples. Lionel licked her with slow strokes, her pubic hair tickling his lips; Jean growled in appreciation when he nudged her open with his nose and caught her clit between his lips.

“Suck harder”, she moaned.

He sucked and nibbled on her most sensitive spot, making her twist and squirm as her pussy’s juices coated Lionel’s face. His tongue lapped up her warm wetness and he slipped a finger inside to stroke her g-spot. Jean’s moans got louder and she bent forward over Lionel’s head, pushing him deeper into her pussy as he brought her to an orgasm that shook her body and flooded his mouth and face with her sweet release. He lifted her legs and licked and sucked every drop of her cum that coated her pussy and ass.