She looked at her watch, as she turned into the darkness of the alleyway. It was a place where they had had sex before and somewhere where they knew they wouldn’t be disturbed.
He was already there. She could see his cigarette glowing in the dark.
First thing he did when he had her against the wall was unbutton her raincoat. She heard his low growl of lust when his hand felt the shape of her naked body inside, knowing that in spite of his outrageous request, she had done exactly what he had told her to do.
He couldn’t wait, in fact, to get his hands inside her coat, to explore her curvy, naked, body as he pleased; roving hands that rubbed and fondled her superb figure. And, inevitably, those hands were drawn to her firm curvaceous ass, usually hidden by tight skirts in the office and driving him crazy. It was what he had been looking forward to all day. So unbelievably sexy and desirable. He took his time, savouring every touch. Let those fucking guests wait, he thought. He had promised himself a decent shag and he was determined to have one. But first to familiarise himself with her outstanding body. Minutes later, he had his fingers inside her sex and worked her pussy hard.
The light drizzle of rain was having its effect. But both of them ignored it. He had worked her up to a frenzy and she was ready for sex. Her blonde hair was sodden and plastered to her head, her coat soaked, but, she didn’t care. Instead, she concentrated on his big cock. It was out of his trousers now and she had hold of it. It was totally erect and she loved the feel of it.
“In your mouth,” he grunted, and, in a trice, she was kneeling and complying with his wish.
“Oh yes,” he groaned as her soft lips enveloped the head. Then her tongue licked the length of it, making him harder still.
“You bad bitch,” he growled. “You deserve to be fucked.”
And fuck her he did, as his cock manoeuvred into the moist fleshy depths of her cunt.
“Oh, Oh, Oh,” she sighed in ecstasy as he thrust his cock, manfully, in and out.
Harriet leaned her head back against the wall and moaned. It was what she had come for, to be ravaged and fucked by her lover and that was why she had dressed like a slut.
Now they were getting down to some serious fucking…
He fucked her hard up against the wall. He had known she would be O.K. with that. He knew from personal experience that his pretty married assistant “liked it rough.”
It was incredible sex, but, it didn’t last long. Inevitably, it finished in a messy conclusion.
One last kiss and he was buttoning up and walking away. “We’ll do better next time,” he promised. “See you tomorrow.”
She too buttoned her raincoat and followed more slowly. She watched him walk away quickly across the other side of the street, before she lit a cigarette and made her way back.
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I sat in my car for at least 10 minutes, staring at my mother-in-law’s front door. Then I picked out the leather strap from the glove box, got out of the car and walking determinedly towards it. I had thought about this, off and on, for a long time, before, finally making up my mind to do it. Ironically, it had been Harriet who had put the idea into my mind when she had told me about her old man taking his strap to his wife, Lena, and making her scream late at night. The possible sexual connotations of this had not escaped me as it had Harriet. But, then again, a daughter wouldn’t necessarily think along dirty lines, it being her own mother and all.