Hallway light filters under the door. Muffled voices. Françoise’s low murmur. Her daughter’s soft reply. I cough. Need the toilet. Weak legs. She grabs my arm. Parquet creaks under our steps. Door opens. Urine splashes. Flush echoes. She waits outside.
Door swings. Face to face. Audrey. Brown bob, blue eyes piercing. Plump lips. Beige tank top. V-neck dips. Creamy cleavage. Heart skips. Pyjama pants tent. She notices. Smiles. Phone rings. Françoise curses. ‘Take him back, chérie.’
The Contact
Her arm around me. Perfume whispers. Skin silk. Bed sags. She tucks me in. Fingers brush cheek. Hot. Leans. Lips on mine. Tongue darts. ‘Saw you staring at my tits. Saw your hard cock.’ Fingers trail neck. Under pyjama top. Nipples harden. She unbuttons. Chest bare. Sits on knees. Hands roam. Goosebumps. Pulls off top. Perfect tits. Firm, round. Guides my hand. Fits perfect. Kisses deep. Tits crush chest.
Slides down. Lips on neck. Tongue laps shoulder. Tits drag belly. Nips nipples. Hands grip hips. Breath ragged. Tongue swirls navel. Tits nudge cock. Fingers in hair. She grins. Pulls pants. Cock springs free. Balls cupped. Strokes shaft slow. Gland twisted. Lips wet. Bends. Key rattles lock.
She bolts. Top on. Drapes me. Whispers, ‘Soon.’ Palm strokes cock once. Gone. Door clicks shut downstairs. Footsteps fade stairs. Neighbors stir? Heart pounds.
Frustration burns. Hand wraps cock. Pump fast. Tits flash. Door creaks. Françoise. Soup bowl. Eyes on throbbing dick. Gasps. Drapes yanked. Crimson. ‘Audrey?’ Nod. ‘That slut started it?’ Nod. Lights out. Dark swallows room. Stores shut tight. No light leaks.
The Indiscretion
Mattress dips. Drapes off. Hand grips cock. Strokes firm. Audrey’s face in mind. Lips on head. Tongue flicks slit. Sucks deep. Inch by inch. Balls kneaded. Belly stroked. Breath hitches. Hand up thigh. Skin slick. Thighs part. Pussy drips hot. Palm soaks.
Body shifts. Pussy on face. Smells musky. Juicy. Cock engulfed. Throat fucks. Hips buck. Grip ass cheeks. Tongue dives slit. Suck clit. Nectar floods. Gyrates match. Moans muffled. Neighbors sleep. Parquet groans faint. Tension builds. Balls tighten.
Spasm hits. Cum erupts. Gulp after gulp. Blackout.
Dawn. Pyjama crisp. Sheets tucked. Françoise normal. Soup cold on nightstand. Dream? No. Proof sits. Secret burns. Neighbors oblivious. Thrill lingers.