That Bench
Two weeks back from China and I haven't heard from Dordrich yet.
A week ago at Danner's reception, we last saw each other but didn't speak. Danner's argus eyes wouldn't allow me to go and greet Dordrich. Because if I had only tried that, the whole event would have ended in a drama and that’s exactly what I wanted to avoid.
I spent the whole week in my own house.
Straight home from work. Every morning a walk through the artificial forest behind my house, in the evening flirting with Danner on the phone for an hour. By arrangement, I will go to his penthouse tomorrow after work and from there to work the next morning.
I am taking another short walk today before I leave for work.
With a dry branch in hand, I follow the path to the Hill where there is a bench to rest for a while before starting the descent again. It is a walk of about half an hour. There is a tap there where I can wash my face and have a drink of water. This way I don't have to lug a bottle of water on my trip.
Singing the latest hits, I look around, a couple of squirrels playing, every now and then a bird lets out its best song. It’s all so refreshing and relaxing here.
When I finally arrive at the top of the hill, I fall down on the bench out of breath. My head back and with eyes closed, I concentrate on normalizing my breathing. At that moment a mouth comes over my lips, caressing and cool. My eyes fly open and I stare at the face that has been occupying my dreams for days now.
Dordrich!
“Princess. How I miss you. I think about you every day. You are so beautiful”, he whispers in my ear. He sits down next to me and I can only stare at him in disbelief. He strokes my cheeks, removes a few strands of hair from my face. Then he bends down again and demands my mouth, which I eagerly offer him. He comes closer to me, holding me tight. “I dream of you every night, your kisses, your hands over my body. You're a witch!”, he whispers, kissing my neck and face. I grab his hair and search for his lips again like a drowning man.
Breathlessly our lips part, but our bodies are still close.
“What are you doing here, Dordrich? You don't live near. Have you come to see me?”. He smiles. “Frankly, yes. I know you live in this house more often. A few times I've tried to meet you in your parking lot, but you just didn't show up. I think Danner has a hand in that.”
He clears his throat. “Do you have sex with Danner now, I mean …”, he asks meaningfully. I shake my head in denial. “I know I don't have the right to ask because I'm married. But I want you for myself. No sex with others, princess. Let me take care of you.” I snuggle into his arms and kiss his chin and jaw.
Right there a pang of lust shoots through me and when I look up at Dordrich I see that his eyes are dark. He feels the same. His hand moves over my thighs as his mouth travels from my neck to the valley between my breasts. Slowly he pushes me back on the bench, pulls my top up so that my full breasts flop out.
Without wasting time, his lips close thirstily on my nipples, the madness that erupts in me keeps me from lying still. His hand goes into my sweatpants, between my thighs and strokes my folds. “Loraine, I want you so much, I can hardly wait. I missed you so much, princess." He pulls my pants down my legs and I lie completely naked from below in front of his eyes.
He spreads my legs to the limit, bends over and starts a sweet dance with his tongue around my cunt. Although I've often been spoiled this way, it never felt so good as with Dordrich's tongue. He drives me crazy as his hands work wonderfully on my nipples. Uncontrollably I rock my hips against his mouth until I feel it coming with all strength.
Before I can even warn Dordrich, it hits me, an unbelievable orgasm that makes my whole body shiver to the bone. "Dordrich, honey... this is.... awesome," is all I can say. Before I regain myself fully, I feel him slipping inside me, completely and deeply. I forget everything around me, I grab his back, raise my hips and move aggressively against him, completely absorbing his rod. Then I feel him swell inside me, I know that his orgasm is near. I loosen my legs from his waist, spread them wide open and slam my hips against him so that I have him balls deep inside me.
“Loraine, princess, slowly…oooohhh, sweetie,…calm,… I'm coming, baby, baby… aaahhhh”, I hear him gasping above me, while he presses me firmly against the bench. Exhausted he falls down on me for a few seconds before leaning on his arms to support his weight. The aftershocks are severe, I feel some last shots of his cum splashing deep inside me.
This is such a wonderful feeling, I would like to feel Dordrich in me forever. When we are back on earth, we look each other in the eye with a smile. "You're fantastic. I've never felt like this before," he says in a soft voice. Reluctantly, he leaves my body, picks up his gym shirt and wipes me clean. He still has to put the shirt under my ass to catch the residual cum that’s still flowing from me. As he sees it all pouring out of me, he smiles softly.
"I feel different with you. Everything comes out of me, you milk me out. I like that." I look at him a little shy of the situation. Finally, he wipes me completely clean, folds the sweater and puts it in his back pocket. He helps me up and holds me close until I regain my balance. As I put my sweatpants back on, he arranges the top over my breasts again.
Slowly we start the retreat, in each other's arms. We don't need words, our feelings say it all. When we get to my house, he gives me a deep kiss and looks me straight in the eye. “Don't forget your promise. I'll see you soon.” I look after him in love and only now see the sports car in my driveway. He drives away with a wave.
Inside I take a warm bath, get dressed for work and leave in my Bugatti Sports. I'm in an exceptional mood and my fast car suits it well...
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