across the hall."
"Tricia, please say it."
She huffed.
"I feel uncomfortable having sex with Mark
right across the hall."
She blushed to the top of her head.
"First of all, we're not just having sex.
We're making love to each other. Which means you feel uncomfortable
making love to me with your son around."
"John, let's not quibble over my word
choice…"
"You know it's not the same thing. You do
know the difference, right?"
He aggravation was building. She
shrugged.
"And second, I can't wait that long. I can't
wait that long to make love to you again."
He was disappointed she didn't feel the same
as he did. It had been four days and he was dying.
"John, it's not that long, a couple of weeks.
Goodness. What did you do in the past when you were away?"
You don't want to know . He shook his
head. Anyway, this was different from his past relationships. One
day apart was too much for him. He missed her soft submission, he
missed sleeping with her draped over his body, he missed her breath
on his face. It made him sad that she wasn't experiencing the same
feelings.
She leaned in to kiss him. She thought it
would make him feel better. She pressed her mouth to his and licked
his lips with the tip of her tongue. She liked when he did that to
her. She missed his loving terribly. She felt depressed without his
physical presence. And when they were together, like tonight, and
couldn't consummate, she was unbelievably frustrated. She hadn't
felt this with Cary.
Her kiss brought him fully erect, his cock
head coming up out of his pants. He was knocked for a loop.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to the ladies
room."
She excused herself. John knew within a split
second what he was going to do. He followed her down the hallway to
the restrooms. He grabbed her hand as he passed her and pulled her
into the family restroom.
"John, what are you doing?
"I want you and I can't wait. I won't
wait."
He unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his
thick, hard cock. Tricia tried to scoot past to the door, but he
blocked.
"Oh, no you don't. These are the consequences
of denying me. I told you, I can't wait."
He grabbed her and spun her around. He pulled
up her skirt and yanked her panties down. He positioned himself at
her opening, wrapped both his arms around her waist and pulled her
back onto his stiff pole. He had her up off her toes, suspended
above the ground. She frantically grabbed for the sink to hold
herself up, as he crammed his cock deeper and deeper. Her feet
dangled. He forced his way in as deep as he could get. She was
helpless.
He covered the front of her pussy with one of
his big hands and started rubbing her clit up and down. It took him
less than two minutes to start coming hard. Tricia watched the
whole scene in the mirror. He fascinated her. Though she couldn't
see any part of his anatomy, she watched him strain and thrust. He
was incredibly hot. Every muscle flexed and pumped as he lifted her
and filled her. Her pussy accommodated him with plenty of slippery
fluid.
His face transformed as he climaxed. God help
her, he was magnificent. He grimaced and then groaned. He clenched
his jaw as he began to come. His eyes glazed and he squeezed them
shut as he sprayed into her pussy. He must have realized that she
was watching him because his eyes opened and he looked into her
eyes as he finished. She was overcome.
He was watching her now. He stayed hard and
wiggled his cock around inside her and tapped on her clit.
"John, God, please."
She couldn't move to help herself. It was all
up to him. The pressure of his size and his fingers working her
over, brought her to a fantastic peak. He watched her orgasm in the
mirror; she maintained eye contact for a long as she could, before
tightly squeezing her eyes shut during the last clenches. She
gripped the edge of the sink and tried to tip her ass up to make it
last longer.
John dropped her down and put his cock away.
He didn't help her with her clothes.
"So you know, that's