It would please me

The diamond ring sparkled in Jean’s hand; she looked at Lionel and felt love overflowing her. It was only a gentle kiss, a kiss for a public setting, but Jean and Lionel longed to touch each other. He breathed into her ear “Let’s go upstairs. Now”.
Then, disaster.
That damn fool Stephen booked the room for the long weekend.
“Can we bunk in with you?” Penny asked. As if it were the most natural thing in the world to want to share a room with Lionel and Jean. Obviously, the fire in Penny and Stephen’s marriage was out.
Jean and Lionel looked at each other; knowing what was really on their minds.
“Penny. You and Stephen stay here. Just stay here. Have a drink. We’ll be right back.” Lionel rose and took Jean’s hand and led her from the lounge.
She was aghast. “You’re not seriously thinking of letting them in with us, are you?”
“Oh dear God, no! We have only one alternative and that’s convince Judy and Alistair to move into one room and then Penny and Stephen can have the other.”
“You’re brilliant” Jean said.
“I’ve always been more than just a pretty face.” Lionel kissed her. “Beauty and brains and a lovely body too.”
Jean giggled.
“Come on. I’ll find Judy—oh, there she is by the garden—and convince her to let Alistair sleep with her tonight. You find Alistair and tell him”, Lionel said.
Jean scanned the room; “Now, where is he I wonder?”, she asked.
Another kiss and then they parted. Jean couldn’t find Alistair in any of the public rooms so she knocked on the door of his room hoping he’d be in.
“Who is it?”
“Alistair, it’s me, Jean.”
The door opened. “Well, lovely lady, welcome. Come in. Is Lionel with you?”
“Oh thank you, Alistair. No, I’m alone.”
Alistair’s eyes brightened with expectation. “Well, this is a surprise. Another minute and I’d be in the shower and I wouldn’t have heard you knocking.” He wore only his dressing gown. “Trouble in paradise already?” He nudged the door shut.
“Yes, but not the way you’re thinking.”
“Oh? Tell me, Lovely Lady.”
“You saved the day, I hope you can save the night.”
Alistair removed his glasses and moved closer to Jean. “Anything. For you, anything.”
“Stephen booked his and Penny’s room for next weekend and there’s no room for them tonight. Penny asked if they could bunk in with me and Lionel and well, that’s just not on.”
Alistair laughed. “That’s so very like both of them.” He moved closer still to Jean. He moved his head to her neck and could smell her perfume. “What are you going to do? Let them stay with you and Lionel?”
“Oh God no!” Jean leaned back and looked up at him. She placed a hand on his chest. “I was hoping you’d give up your room.”
“And come in with you?”
Jean’s face flushed at the thought and her nipples hardened.
“That would be nice, wouldn’t it?” Alistair crooned.
Jean managed to ignore the question and answered “I was hoping you’d be willing to move in with Judy for the night.”
Alistair stepped back. “Lovely Lady, you know I’d do anything for you. But I don’t think Judy would be willing to let me in her room, let alone her bed.”
“Lionel’s gone to talk to her.”
“Well, if Lionel’s gone to talk to her she’ll say yes. But if I agree, will you do something for me?”
“What” she asked, a bit warily.
He could feel the warmth of her hand through his dressing gown. “If I’m going to spend the night sleeping next to Judy and her icy disdain for me, I’ll need something to keep me warm.” He caressed her hand with his; he dropped his voice to a sexy whisper. “Describe for me what’s under your dress.” Alistair let his fingertips graze across her breasts.
Jean flushed, a tiny bit embarrassed, but the thought of teasing Alistair was thrilling to her and she could feel her body responding to him; she willingly entered into the game; she’d always found Alistair attractive.
“My seamed stockings are topped with a deep blue velvet band and they’re fastened to my corset with satin ribbons instead of garters.”
Imagining the feel of Jean’s velvet stocking tops against his face, Alistair’s cock had begun swelling, causing his dressing gown to tent; he moved her hand to his groin and Jean stroked him as she spoke.
“When I cross my legs, the feel of velvet on my thighs makes me wet with anticipation. My corset is the same deep blue velvet, laced up with satin ribbons; the velvet rubbing my nipples makes them so hard.”
“What else?” Alistair could see her nipples tantalizingly pressed against her dress and he fondled her breasts, kissing the soft flesh above her neckline. She moaned as his tongue lit a hundred little fires and she tightened her hand about his cock. Pre-cum seeped from the tip and she smoothed it along his shaft; Alistair moved his hips in rhythm to her stroking.
“A g-string with a double strand of beads.”
“Aaahhhh” he groaned.
“Will you show me?” he whispered.
Jean released his cock and sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard; she drew her legs up and apart and raised her dress above her waist.
Alistair gaped, open-mouthed, his fantasy coming closer to realization than ever. Jean sat before him, the beads of the g-string framed her clean-shaven pussy. Instinctively, Alistair leaned forward and with the flat of his tongue began licking Jean’s pussy. His tongue was long and he licked hard, collecting her wetness on his lips, sucking and biting her swollen labia; he rolled his tongue between the strands of beads and as far inside her pussy as he could. Jean’s legs closed about his head and her heels dug into his back. Like a man famished, the smell of her pussy and her perfume and the feel of velvet and her thighs impelled Alistair to lick and suck ever more fervently and Jean grunted and groaned as he ate her to her first orgasm, her fingers entwined in his hair pushing him closer to her cunt. Finally, he lifted his head and his face was shining with her wetness.
“Let me make love to you. I want to feel your body beneath mine, I want to feel my cock in you, the beads of your g-string rolling up and down against my cock.”
“Oh yes yes yes.” Her words were like sighs. They removed her dress and she slid down on the bed, glorious in her velvet topped stockings and corset. Alistair knelt before her, worshipful. His cock bobbed in anticipation of being inside the pussy he’d craved since he first met her. In one swift motion his cock was inside her and Jean’s legs curled around his back pulling him closer. Alistair opened her corset and took her breasts in his hands and sucked on her nipples. Her moans got louder as Alistair’s lips and tongue and fingers teased her to exquisite heights and his cock moved in and out of her luscious body. Faster and faster he thrust and Jean tightened her legs around him, the velvet walls of her pussy gripping him, exciting him even more. His balls tightened and his body drove harder into hers; with a loud cry Alistair erupted into Jean’s pussy, long delicious spurts of hot cum flowing into her center as Jean’s orgasm burned through her, making her shudder with bliss.
They were still.
“I knew this is where I’d find you.”

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