Sunday, April 26, 2009

Dinner Games

It was a game they played when they had friends over for dinner or a party. When spirits were high, he lit candles in the bedroom and took her there, undressed her slowly, caressing her body and tying a scarf over her eyes as she knelt on the carpet. Another soft cloth was wrapped loosely around her wrists before he silently left the room as she sat there naked on her knees, waiting, her heart-beat throbbing in her temples.
A few minutes later, someone opened the door and silently came into the room. He stood in front of her, she could hear him un-zip his fly and fondle his cock in front of her un-seeing eyes. She trembled and opened her mouth wide for him and then she had him, sucked him hard like he had probably never been sucked before and finally swallowed his seed when he couldn`t resist her any longer, some of it coming on her cheeks and lips.
Slowly she caught her breath, untangled her wrists and wiped her lips and face as he left and closed the door behind him, never taking off the scarf before she heard the click from the latch in the door. Sitting on the floor, she held on to the moment, waiting for her blushing cheeks to cool, savoring what she had done, the taste of him, before she dressed and joined the guests again, looking at them all under the chandelier, wine sparkling in their glasses, gossip and chit-chat filling the air; wondering. She took a sip of wine, swallowing down the cum. Who`s was it?
Was it Patrik`s? Was his cock so big and hard, his load so tasty? Did his wife Laura do it for him? She sat there and chattered away, laughing and not suspecting anything. Or was it him, Carl, the one with the lean and firm body? Or maybe his boss, black Angus with the broad shoulders. She thought of the taste, size, hardness and feel of the flesh as she sucked him and tried to match the cock with the man, sought their eyes over the table, tried to find evidence in their faces. They never gave it away.
Afterwards, when they lay in bed and the candles were flickering in their final breaths, she would ask him who it was but he never told her. Secretly she wondered when he would invite two of them.

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