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Please More Pleasure Baby and Don't Stop

It was the only way to see each other, this reunion was the next best thing.

By Paige KostyniukPublished 6 years ago 12 min read
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That one last touch had my heart pounding so hard and so fast. 

I know it was wrong, I'm sure it was wrong to think of him like I am when he's standing across the hall from me with his woman latched onto his arm. It was fine, sooner or later she'll let him go and I'll scope him away for myself, just a little bit. I'll give him back, this time anyways.

The excitement of being bad out in public was so hot, so sexy, made my body ache. What I was fantasizing was so naughty and he knew it when he looked over my way, and he liked it, he could feel my eagerness from across the large hall. He tried not to be so noticeable when he glanced over, but I saw it and it made me wet.

He looked so handsome in a suit and tie, midnight black with a silk stripped grey and black tie. Well dressed he was, he'd look so much better with me attached to his arm. I'm so jealous of her, I am almost filled with hate for that lucky lady who had my man. I'd make him happy and I'd pleasure him so much better than she ever could.

He's all mine lady, I thought to myself. I just wanted him all to myself and not share him anymore, he was never her man even when I left our home town.

The lights slowly dimmed out a bit more, the disco ball spun and of course what the DJ played was from the 80s and 90s, from our time at school. It was funny but yet brought out a lot of great memories. I walked around in my long slim fitting silk, backless gown and wearing black stilettos were just enough to show off my slim figure and arrogance. I reeked with jealous eyes as I walked by them all and their silly whispers of lies. Could just see the wives watching me closely as husbands couldn't help but turn a cheek my way and smile. I looked good, but not for them.

I just happened to walk on by my lover and his woman, as she looked at me and I at her, she smiled and walked up to me and started talking to me, like old friends. I was so surprised with her reaction of me walking by that it startled me in a strange, guilty way. I never feel guilty, but at that particular moment it swept over me hard. It was uncomfortable in a way; bad way, I wanted to walk away. She kept going on about how good I looked and asked how I was doing in the city, and she was sorry to hear about my folks passing away and asked about my career. Stuff like that, that weird talk when I was sleeping with her man.

He had this shocked look on his face and his eyes so big. I had to giggle to myself as I turned away to walk and go outside for a cigarette, when she grabbed my arm and wanted to join me. My face dropped and I had to play the good girl role.

Her man joined us and we tried not to look at one another. If our eyes would've locked she would've known. It was so obvious when we'd look at each other. Love was what our faces said, and lust, and sex. Oh! The sex was so clearly written on our faces, so guilty.

What was I going to say? I looked at her and just smiled and nodded with what ever she was saying because I wasn't listening to a single word. All I heard was " Blah blah blah," and I really wasn't listening. I was more focused on not giving myself away by the way I was looking at her man. Actually, my man, and that's the way I'm going to feel and I'm sure that's how he feels too, well when we're together the things we talk about and the strong heated sex that we have explains it all. He's mine and I don't care if he's taken for the time being because he really doesn't want her or even be with her anyways.

I left him when I decided to marry his best friend and then divorce his best friend and move away. It's my fault he's stuck with her. It just kills me to know that he had no choice but to be with her after I left and had no intentions of returning. If I knew he felt strongly for me as well, I would've been back for him sooner and not waste all these years apart.

The smoke session seemed to drag on and I had to interrupt and say to her that I had to go, someone was waiting for me inside and we'll talk again sometime, maybe go for coffee. What a jackass I felt like, the stupid stuff that came out of my mouth, how could I say that? You're such an idiot Lady! What was I thinking?

When I went in and headed for the bar, I was ordering my drinks and then I heard his voice, so close to me, was like he was right beside me or something. Well, he actually was next to me and then it happened, we locked eyes and smiled at each other, he was so sweet and he smelt so good.

"Hey baby, I missed you, will you meet me in about 20 minutes out by the playground, the swings?" is what he said to me.

I just nodded my head and told him, "Anything for you my love."

I couldn't believe that we were about to be bad and in front of his woman and all our friends. It was so exciting, and such a turn on, my panties were so getting wet with the thought of what was about to happen. I couldn't wait.

The twenty minutes had come and off I went to the meeting place. I was feeling pretty good after I slammed the three shots of vodka. I was glowing and my heart was racing so fast, my lips were so dry from me sucking on them with the anticipation of what was about to go down. I kept peering over my shoulder expecting his woman to follow him out, and I watched him walk out and no woman. He was finally alone, I wonder where she is and if she knew he had even walked outside. I was so nervous, but on the other hand, I was too excited to care.

I walked to the playground and sat on the swings in my gown so tight and kicked off my heels. The feeling of the cold sand between my toes felt so good. I watched him walk out to the playground, I watched him take his dress shoes and socks off as well and walk out in the cold sand like I did.

He sat down next to me and said, "Hey, can I come play with you?"

I giggled and replied back, "Please do, I'm really lonely out here and nobody else wanted to play with me."

He then giggled and asked me, "Baby, will you come with me?"

I smiled and replied, "Where you going to take me, it's not a good idea because your woman will look for you."

He looked at me with his silly grin he does and says, "I highly doubt it because she went home."

I didn't know how to reply to that, I all of a sudden had this jolt of excitement and I started laughing. I was so happy, he was all mine, we had the rest of the evening together and I wasn't going to worry anymore.

He reached out for my hand and said again to me, "Baby, come with me, I want to do some naughty things to you and rock your world, if you let me?"

If I let him? Are you kidding me? "Baby, I'm all yours, do what you want to me," I just thought silently to myself.

He led me down this path through the thick greenish brown trees and on this path there were leaves and barely any rocks or twigs. It was fine to walk on with bare feet. Where was he taking me? My little heart was pounding so fast. He kept turning around to me and smiling, and telling me that we're almost there.

Where? I can't wait. And all of a sudden we walked out onto this white sand, and the trees disappeared and in this opening was a huge lake with the beam of light glowing on the water from the moon. The moon was so big and round. It looked like one of those that you'd see in Brazil. It was beautiful.

He looked at me and pulled me into him, his arms wrapped around me and so tightly. He's taller than me and I had to reach up for his lips. I wrapped my arms around him too and we had the most passionate kiss that two lovers would ever share. Our tongues having this little sword fight in our mouths, he was so turning me on. The way his soft lips matched mine for every kiss, he tasted like one of those caramelized chocolates. He felt so good pressed into me so hard. I love this man, I always have and I always will.

I ran my hands up his back and down his back. My fingers running through the hair that was on his neck, wrapping my fingers in all his little blonde curls. Kissing him, and feeling his passion in his kisses. This was the best moment ever.

We stopped for a brief moment and he took off his dress coat and laid it in the white cool sand and gestured for me to lay down on it. And I did, I needed some help getting down because my gown was restricting me from getting to that spot.

So instead, I smiled at him and asked him to help me with my zipper. He knew where I was going. He helped with the zipper and ran his cold fingers down my spine, I shivered not because they were freezing, but because I was expecting that and it felt really good on my warm skin. He also helped me slip out of my gown so it wouldn't hit the sand and get ruined.

He helped slip it off my shoulders and he would kiss each shoulder that the spaghetti strap would fall from. His warm breath against my skin, made me get these little shocks and it made me so weak for more. Once I had the straps off, he slipped his hands into my gown and around my waist and pulled downward as he went down with it, kissing and licking my back, my butt cheeks, the back of my thighs, and told me to step out of my gown. As I stepped out, he gave his hand to balance me and there I was in black silk underwear and bra. All of course from Victoria Secret.

Holding my hand, he guided me back onto his dress coat and we laid on top of it, kissing again, feeling each other's passion, and warmth from our sweet spots. He was so big, so very hard, it made me even more wet feeling what this man had in store for me. I needed him right now. I rubbed him a little bit more and I felt this throbbing while I stroked his package. His fingers slipping inside me while we kissed and while I was stroking him as well. He felt so good, even if it was just his fingers for now. I loved every thrust he made into me, into my muffin.

Our moans so heated and passionate, our hot bodies so connected together, we were so tight wrapped into one another. I helped him out of his boxers and he helped me with my undies. As we continued kissing and feeling and stoking and lusting, he slipped his fingers out and slipped his hardness deep inside me.

The heated moan we both let out and my eyes rolled back with pleasure. I grabbed his ass and wrapped my legs around his waist while he pumped his hard, throbbing member deep inside me, I felt every inch of his swollen member, and I mean all 9 inches. He was so nicely packed down there, so thick too.

His thrusting and my grinding got to be so hot, my juices flowing like a river out of me with every thrust he pulled back and I would flow onto his nuts. I would pull him into me and grind up into his thickness and my moans were getting louder, and louder; he was so into this with his deep moans too.

The kissing we did, and the friction from both of us, got us so sweaty and our bodies gave off this heat. Like if we were a furnace. He felt so good inside me, his swollen member throbbing inside, I could feel it get even thicker and his moaning got even more intense, more louder, and more.

I was on cloud nine with my lover. His sweat dripping from his chest onto mine, and the passion we had, so beautiful, so electrifying, so very intense. He really knew how to pleasure me very passionately and with everything we had, we both jolted and released onto each other our love. I couldn't feel my feet and I let out this loud satisfying moan. He always knew how to pleasure me. I felt his thickness release with pleasure and he usually filled my pocket quit well.

He made my legs feel like jello. He leaned down into me and smiled and placed the sweetest most passionate kiss on my lips and said to me, "Baby, I love you so much, I wish we could do this forever and I was taking you home tonight to finish what we started here."

I almost broke out crying with that, and all I said to him was, "I love you too and one day we'll have each other again, but for now this is great too."

He asked if I needed something to clean up as he reached into his coat pocket and handed me a handkerchief. I needed to clean up a little bit but I wasn't giving back that handkerchief, not after using it. That would be so bad for him, his woman doing the laundry and find it. Not a good plan, so I kept it and tucked it into my bra on the side.

He helped me up and kissed my forehead, and helped me back into my gown. Even helped sweep off the sand and then he kissed me again and zipped me back up and grabbed my hand as we walked back to the reunion.

We shared a smoke on the walk back, and had a few laughs from the past, looking into each other's soul and knowing what we meant to each even though we couldn't be together at this time.

But nothing more was said as we parted from each other and went back into the party from different doors to the hall. We knew this might happen, and I never regretted it nor will I ever.

We love each other and always will, not our time yet, so we wait. How long? Who really knows, I'll wait forever.

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Paige Kostyniuk

I am a single mom with only one left in the nest. I grew up in a little country town before moving to the big city. I have always wanted to be a writer and travel around the world. I am a big fan of horror movies; the scarier the better.

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