certain next Friday was a very important day.
“Next Friday is my birthday. I assumed my wife would want to celebrate it with me.” I said coolly.
I wasn’t surprised she would plan a night out on my birthday. She knew birthdays and holidays were a gimme. She didn’t want to be around and feel obligated to have sex with me.
“I know, but Selena will be leaving and I need to enjoy her as much as possible. She is moving to London after her divorce is final. London! Do you realize how far away that is?”
I watched her for a second. She was wearing a green V-neck cashmere blouse and a black skirt. Her perfume is sweet and I toke a deep breath.
“Maria, it’s fine.”
My desire was taking over me again. I reached up and pulled her closer to me. She raised one eyebrow.
“I understand how important Selena is to you.”
She squints and tilts her head to the side. A strand of her lovely long sable hair falls into her eyes. My wife is a very beautiful woman. She is in her forties and at times –I forget.
“So you are ok with this?” She asked suspiciously.
“Oh yes sweetie. You can just give me my birthday present now.” I said this time pulling her over to me and on my lap.
She tried to sit across my lap but I turned her and positioned her so that she sat straddled me. The skirt she wore hiked up and showed her pale thighs. I grabbed her butt pulling her against my body and on my erection.
“Michael!” She exclaimed.
I wasn’t listening. I stared at her V-necked blouse. I started to kiss her on the chest and slowly slipped my tongue into the curve where her breasts met.
“Michael, NO!”
She squirmed and tried to get off my lap. I held her firmly and continued my exploration. She smelled really good. I loosened my grip on her slightly and she quickly jumped off me.
“Michael, please,” she said moving towards the door. “I thought we were having a conversation. I can’t talk to you without you wanting to do-that.” She said in a disgusted voice.
“Make love to you?” I asked equally disgusted.
She sighed and turned heading for the door. Just like usual, she plans to run. Run away from the problems.
Just as she was opening it to leave, I jumped out of my seat and made it just in time to slam the door shut before she could exit. She turned and looked at me. I pressed her body against the door with mine and leaned in close.
“Maria,” I said in a low almost inaudible voice. “Stop running.”
Her face turned red and she twisted away from me when I leaned in for a kiss.
“Maria, I need to make love to you right now. I need to taste you now before I forget how you taste.”
I could feel my heart beating in my chest. We stood in silence for a minute and I just knew that she could hear it pounding for dear life.
Slowly she turned back to me. Her shiny gray eyes clouded with an emotion that I could not comprehend.
“Michael, please. Just let me go.” She said softly.
I stared at her for a few seconds. Her eyes were brimming with tears. I stepped back and she turned, opened the door and walked out. Closing the door behind her, I stood staring at it.
I locked the door and walked back to my desk. I pulled out the lotion and began to finish what I started. I leaned back in my leather chair and lifted my head toward the ceiling.
I thought about fucking Maxine the whole time I stroked my hard cock. I felt myself getting closer as I thought about sliding this cock into her wet pussy and feeling her come all over me.
I came hard on my hand spilling a little on my slacks.
I rushed into the half bath that is located in my office. I cleaned up and walked over to the brown couch in the room and plopped down.
I sighed. Just let her go she said. I let those words sink into my brain.
I stayed that way for what seemed like an eternity. I heard a soft knock at the door