Chapter 6:

We both know we have to go home, where you are
To your husband what he needs
And thoughts ride you still with our noise
And its sounding in your ears
Shallow breaths, cries of rapture, and orgasmic release


On the cab ride home, Rupert asked Elizabeth why didn't she introduce him to her gentlemen friend standing next to her. Elizabeth was shocked by the question since she thought she had done a good job at pretending William wasn't even there. She denied she knew William while searching Rupert's eyes to see if he believed her but seeing the crease in his brow made it apparent he had some doubt. Just when things couldn't get any worse, Rupert told Elizabeth he saw the blonde man staring at her with infatuation. Nervous while at the same time trying to control her heart rate and the sweat from creeping to her brow, Elizabeth laughed telling him she didn't notice.


Rupert was quite for a while, and then turned to Elizabeth, wanting to know if the man worked in her building. She responded nonchalantly with a quick answer that it was possible and spoke no further but Rupert wouldn't let it go so easily telling Elizabeth how could she possibly not notice the gentleman since their shoulders were practically touching. Elizabeth remained calm, denying what Rupert said he THOUGHT he saw even pretending to be a little bit angry at what Rupert was suggesting. She raised her voice, telling him she had never seen the man before and wasn't interested in knowing if he worked in the building. Realizing he was upsetting Elizabeth, Rupert apologized for his Spanish Inquisition, placing a hand on her knee. Elizabeth smiled at him then turned to look out the window, closing her eyes in relief that Rupert's interest in William had passed.


When they arrived home, Elizabeth headed straight upstairs relieved Rupert didn't follow her. William's scent covered her body like a second skin and she needed to scrub it away before Rupert decided he wanted to be affectionate with her again. His unexpected visit, the kiss on the cheek, and his grilling had unhinged her to the point she thought she would pass out while she tried to stop her breathing from outracing her thumping heart. Rupert wasn't comfortable with PDA but for some reason he felt it was necessary at that particular moment. Was he finally becoming suspicious of all the late nights she had said she was working or was he feeling insecure in the presence of a handsome younger man. Assuming it had to be a little of both, Elizabeth knew it was time to end things with William.


She wanted to take a hot bath to sooth her sex sore muscles rather than her usual shower. While the water ran, Elizabeth stripped leaving on her bra, garters, stockings and underwear. Standing in front of her mirror, she was horrified by her appearance, realizing she didn't do a very good job of fixing herself up before leaving her office. Elizabeth noticed her hair was matted on one side and her mascara had run slightly to the corners of her eyes from the tears she shed during orgasm. Her lips were still a bit puffy from William's hard passionate kisses, and there were runs and holes in her stockings and bright red carpet burns on her knees, spine and lower back.


She removed her lingerie and tossed the ruined silky stockings into the bathroom wastebasket. She submerged her body into the soothing hot liquid up to her neck, feeling the sting on the irritated skin that was evidence from how she spent her last few hours. Elizabeth was hoping the bath would relax her but she was wrong. The turmoil in her brain had kept her body tense. Never had she imagined she would ever be in the presence of her lover and her husband at the same time. Thinking luck was on her side, she exhaled in relief she didn't get caught but was it luck or a warning to what was to come if she continued to see William.


Elizabeth attempted to call him several times getting as far as dialing his number but hanging up before the first ring. She was ready to end things with William but struggled with how she needed to do it. Should she just leave everything the way it was, letting silence speak for her or call him to end it swiftly over the phone. Silence seemed to be the best answer but she really wanted to see him one last time preferably in public place where she wouldn't be tempted to sleep with him. She was decided the coffee house was the perfect place. It was close to both their jobs and always crowded.


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While on his way home, William had the cab driver stop by the liquor store so he could pick up a bottle of whiskey and some fags even though he had quit smoking two years ago. He needed to smoke after witnessing time standing still the moment Elizabeth's husband showed up. Certain it was over between them, he used the time wisely to take one last look at Elizabeth and then at her husband before they hurried off. He tried not to stare too hard at the distinguished looking man, hiding his shock by the apparent age difference and his amusement that he was a fellow Brit. In the beginning of their relationship, William wasn't interested in knowing anything about Elizabeth's husband. But as his feelings for her grew, he found himself wanting to know more about the man lucky enough to possess such an intelligent and beautiful woman but resisted the urge to inquiry. Since the lucky bloke was a subject as taboo as their relationship.


When he placed the fag between his lips William smelled the scent of Elizabeth's sex on his fingers. He placed them closer to his nose and inhaled deeply, closing his eyes and remembering how her pink tongue ran across her bottom lip when he slid them inside her. He pulled out a chair from his dining room table and sat down, removing his shoes and socks. Feeling the soft carpet under his feet only served as a reminder of how their bodies writhed on the carpet in Elizabeth's office. He removed his tie and stripped off his shirt, smelling the heavy scent of her perfume on his chest where her breasts were pressed against him. Her scent was on his face, his lips and his tongue, threatening to ruin his hopes of enjoying his smokes and whiskey.


He had taken a drag from his cigarette while he screwed the cap off the whiskey. He didn't want a glass, taking a long swig straight from the bottle and then wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. After savoring the taste of his poor choices to ease his thoughts, the desire to indulge in them again had passed. William stubbed out the fag and placed the cap back on the bottle, thinking a long hot was the better choice. He removed his pants, stepping into the hot spring while the intoxicating scent of his blonde lover washed down the drain. He sighed; hoping his thoughts of her would do the same as he pressed his hands on the tile wall, leaning forward while the hot water beat down on his head and neck. Finding it impossible to relax, William's body remained tense with thoughts of how his impatience and unquenched desire to be with Elizabeth had almost gotten them caught.


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It had only been a week since the encounter with Elizabeth's husband but it felt longer as William tried to beat back his desire to see her or talk to her. Each day that passed was a struggle but he was determined to do the right thing, which was nothing at all and go cold turkey. He drowned himself in work, spent more time working out at the gym and even gave his friends permission to set him up on blind dates, thinking he needed other female companionship to take his mind off Elizabeth. However, every time they called saying they had the 'perfect' girl for him, William always found an excuse not to go through with it.


Day eight he thought looking at the phone and picking it up. William was halfway through dialing Elizabeth's number but an emergency meeting called by his boss saved him. The minor distraction was just that, minor because the desire to call her returned the moment he came back to his office. William reached for the phone again then pulled back clenching and unclenching his left hand until it hurt and turned red.


God, he missed her and not just the passionate shagging. William missed Elizabeth's laugh, her pout, her debates, and her stubbornness. His endless thoughts of her made lust roar through every pore as he fought the urge to pick up the phone. No matter how badly he needed to taste her scented skin on his lips and hear the trace of innocence in her voice when she came, he was not going to call her. It was over and time to move on resigning himself to that fact.


When his phone rang, William was going to let his voice mail pick up but changed his mind thinking it was his boss. When he answered the telephone with his name William Hawthorn, there was silence. He answered again with hello but still there was no response then something clicked inside of him. He remained on the line and then he whispered Elizabeth's name.


Elizabeth missed William and not just the forbidden sweaty loving but also his poetry, his dry sense of humor, and his undivided attention. She summoned the courage to call him at work and when he answered, the sound of his voice caused an immediate surge of lust to trail down to her lower parts. She closed her eyes and her lips parted so her tongued could moisten them. She swallowed, trying to find the words to say something quickly before he hung up. When he whispered her name into the telephone, it had awakened yearnings and the power of speech.


She rushed to the coffee house after work and ordered two hot chocolates, making sure William's had plenty of little marshmallows floating on top. She scanned the area for a place to sit, spotting a booth in the far back. She removed her coat and nervously brushed her hands down her skirt then adjusted her blouse and blazer. She remembered the last time she was nervous like this, it was their first time together. Elizabeth smiled then quickly erased the thought from her mind. She was there to officially end things with William and being aroused would only make it difficult.


William wondered if his intense thoughts of Elizabeth created some cosmic energy resulting in her calling him. Whatever it was he was glad she did. When she finally spoke to him, the sound of her voice did arouse him causing him to grip the receiver tighter. She told him they needed to talk and William knew she was going to tell him it was over.


Her husband showing up unexpectedly was a reality check for both of them. Elizabeth was not his but when she was in his arms he could argue that as he looked through the glass window of the coffee house at her beautiful face. They were at the place where it all began and it seemed the appropriate place to end it there. As he approached the door, William realized he was standing in the very spot where they shared their first passionate kiss. Feeling aroused, William was having second thoughts about seeing her but the last thing he wanted to do was desert Elizabeth since they were friends as well as lovers. William took a deep breath and walked inside.


Elizabeth looked up from her hot chocolate and over to the door where she spotted William looking in her direction. She had sensed him and felt amused by it as she watched him make his way to the table. She couldn't help but smile, as he got closer, shifting in the booth until William sat down. They exchanged pleasantries while he removed his coat and Elizabeth felt her nipples harden when she got a whiff of his cologne and could care less if it was impolite to stare. William was a feast for the eyes.


Although he wanted to sit beside her, William sat across from Elizabeth pleased with the smile that greeted him when he arrived. He smiled back, asking if one of the hot chocolates was for him or was she just thirsty. Elizabeth laughed probably a little too hard but she was nervous. She told him one of them was for him, placing her hand on the cup at the same time William reached for it. There hands touched, his over hers and he rubbed gently. Neither of them removed their hands as they maintained contact, sliding down the side of the cup to the table. It was so natural and comforting Elizabeth was forgetting why she asked him there as they sat in silence, exchanging glances and smiles. Relishing in the tender moment, Elizabeth didn't know what she was waiting for. Was she changing her mind?


Deciding to spare her from telling him it was over, William told Elizabeth he knew why she asked him to meet her. She pulled her hand away, staring into his eyes still not speaking. He told her he knew it was over between them the moment her husband showed up and that he was sorry for messing things up between with his own unexpected visit. Elizabeth tried to speak but William told her to let him finish. He reached for her hand, covering it with his other hand and looked into her eyes. He told her he would miss her and that despite the circumstances of how they came to be, she had enriched his life.


Elizabeth felt like she had lead in her stomach. Damn, William had a way with words she thought. She dreaded telling him it was over and was glad he was making it easy for her. She didn't mean to pull her hand away so quickly but it didn't seem appropriate to hold it anymore although the burden of delivering the bad news had disappeared. William was being so sweet and understanding that Elizabeth was finding it hard to believe it was over. Maybe if she removed her hand from his and stopped looking into his eyes it would help make it more real. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. Whoever coined the phrase surely had William in mind. Elizabeth could see his sincerity, his adoration, and his longing as the blue intensity started doing strange things to her thought processes and her body.


After William finished speaking, Elizabeth told him she was just as much to blame as him. It happened and luckily her husband didn't suspect anything. She told William she would miss him too and what they shared was very special to her. They both smiled, mutually releasing their hands to enjoy their hot chocolate. Elizabeth didn't have to leave right away since Rupert was working late so the ex-lovers sat and talked for a while.


William held the door open for Elizabeth and they walked a few feet from the coffee house. It was time for them to go their separate ways and William couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. Elizabeth suggested they share a cab ride home, but he told her he didn't think it was a good idea. She agreed, remembering what happened between them the last time they shared a cab. William told her he was going to walk home but held a cab for her. Elizabeth had no idea where William lived, assuming it was close by since he was willing to walk.


When the cab pulled up to the curb, Elizabeth was the first to speak telling him the obvious. This was goodbye. There was an awkward moment because neither of them could decide if they should shake hands or hug. Thinking a handshake was silly, Elizabeth opened her arms to hug him and William quickly embraced her. They held each other for several seconds, parting slowly. They looked into each other eyes and William kissed her. Elizabeth didn't push him away, feeling the softness of his lips pressed gently and sweetly to hers. The kiss was quite chaste for them but she could still feel the heat from it seeping into her body after they parted still staring into each other eyes. This time Elizabeth kissed him, trying to mirror the same kiss but found it impossible since her tongue seemed to have a mind of its own.


William didn't expect to get a cab so quickly, feeling his heart sink when it stopped in front of them. When Elizabeth opened her arms to say goodbye, it had finally hit him. He realized he didn't want it to be over but felt it was too late to tell her. Elizabeth seemed sure and she didn't give him any sign she wanted to continue. When he hugged her, he felt his desire rise in full force so he kissed her and was happy she didn't push him away and even happier when he parted his lips to receive her warm wet tongue.


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William's place was dark but they found their way to his bedroom. He and Elizabeth kissed and groped down the short hallway, whispering one last time, one last time against each other's mouths. They stood beside his bed, removing each other's clothes until they were both completely naked. Elizabeth broke their embrace, climbing onto the bed with her back to him. William followed, placing his hands on her hips kissing and caressing her lower back and ass with his tongue before pulling her against his hardness. He settled them back on his heels, continuing to indulge in the warmth and smoothness of her skin. His strong hands traveled from her hips to the curve of her waist and across her heaving belly, settling on her breasts. Both hands squeezed and pushed the soft full flesh together while he let the palms of his hands stimulate her erect nipples. Elizabeth gasped in pleasure, moving back and forth over his cock as it settled deeper into the crevice of her ass.


One of his hands abandoned her breasts, taking a sensual stroll down the center of her body to her pussy where it tugged on her soft brown curls. Elizabeth gasped louder from the tiny bit of pain that caused the pulse beating in her sex to intensify. She wanted more and William gave it. Stroking the lips of her quim until her clit left its hiding place. He teased the stiff flesh with his thumb moving up, around and down on it. He asked Elizabeth did she like it and she let a long drawn out yes that left her mouth gaped open followed by a throaty moan and a rush of wetness, flowing deep from within her.


The erotic sureness of William's touch had given her an instant and intense orgasm. She whispered out of desperation she wanted him inside her now. He told her to open her thighs wider and she complied slowly parting her thighs along with his. William's fingers pressed at her wet opening with a careful rotating motion before entering her pussy. Elizabeth arched her back, frantically reaching for the back of his head then his neck while her other hand tried to force his fingers to go deeper. She rocked her hips back and forth, fucking his fingers like they were his cock, letting out heated gasps and trying to speak at the same time. William could barely understand her but was able to determine her whispered words had something to do with him making her feel good. He smiled against her skin still working his fingers in and out of her, fondling both breasts expertly with one hand and continuing to worship her back with his lips and tongue.


Every part of Elizabeth's body was screaming the same message, caress me; caress me more. She could feel his need and desire on her skin through his kisses and hands. The same need and desire that made her push her monogamy to the side. She was going to miss his touch and the way he made her feel, voicing it to him clearly enough so he would know. William told her he knew, calling her pet while licking up the side of her neck before withdrawing his fingers wet with her juices. He placed them in his mouth, savoring her taste and catching a wild buzz.


William turned Elizabeth to face him, yanking her head back by her blonde hair to kiss her roughly on the mouth. Slowly they fell back onto the bed, settling into the missionary position. He pushed inside her causing Elizabeth to squirm and whimper with anticipation of his thrusts but William stilled, looking into her eyes. He told her he didn't want it to end and listened to her tell him it had to be this one last time while she spread wider and gripped his ass, pushing him further inside her.


Elizabeth hoped he believed her but how could he when she had trouble believing it herself especially with his hard cock swelling and pulsing inside her. She loved it when William cock teased her. The feeling was incredible, causing her heart to pump harder with desire and tempting her to admit to him she really didn't want it to be over as well. She couldn't help but move her hips and try to get him to work with her motion but William continued to tease.


Being buried in her comforting wetness, made it hard to fight the urge to thrust. William looked into Elizabeth's eyes and told her he could change her mind, giving her a long, deep soul-searching kiss while moving his hips really slow in circular motions. He could feel her quim clenching around him and her juices oiling his cock while his tongue tugged sweetly on hers before ending the kiss. He sighed her name, giving her a long lustful stare.


When his lips parted from hers, Elizabeth's mind shattered from the erotic thrills the kiss had created. Her eyes fluttered open to meet his blue ones, burning with sexual emotion. His want was unmistakable and so was hers as her body clenched in response from the heat and passion his mouth offered. That same heat and passion had swept from scalp to ankle, making her entire body feel like an erogenous zone. She broke the stare and smiled at him, pulling him to her for another kiss. The reunited lovers were weak for each other as their tongues met and stroked against the others. This kiss was much harder than before more intense, moving this way and that way.


Although it was January, they fucked liked it was a hot sweaty afternoon in August. They sighed and answered each other's moans like they were in agony, a hot pleasurable agony that made them want and not want release at the same time. William's bedroom was heavily perfumed with their mingled scents as their breathing became faster and faster. The insatiable lovers, bonded by their sweat, exhaled and inhaled in short quick gasps until they both came. William's orgasm left him weak and dazed while Elizabeth's orgasm produced tears, an uncontrollable shaking in her legs and a quivering bottom lip.


A/N: Sorry, it has taken me so long to update. Real life has been threatening my muse. It appears Elizabeth has gotten away with it or has she? I hope you continue to read to see what happens next. I'll try to update a lot sooner.
 

Chapter 7:

Nothing is so sweet, I think, as what is yours
Because you've taken it not once or twice but over and over
Until I can't see doing without
And you say here we are at it again
No matter that I keep saying
No, no! in my head
But hold me honey, again
With all of you as I say and don't mean
And all I mean to say but can't


William's body hungered and yearned for more as he lay on the damp crinkled sheets wishing Elizabeth were still with him. They had made love with a lusty intensity that topped every time they had shagged except for the first time. Nothing would ever top the first time William thought as he touched the space where his blonde lover had laid, coming across a huge wet spot created while they exchanged sexual rapture for sexual rapture. A wicked smile formed on his lips as thoughts of Elizabeth embracing him and kissing him rode his mind. His cock twitched and oozed with renewed excitement, surprising him. William thought he had pulsed everything he had inside of her hot quim, remembering how it sucked and squeezed him into orgasm. But he was wrong, very wrong wrapping his hand around the throbbing muscle and watching it climb to peak perfection in his firm grip. He moaned Elizabeth's name softly while stroking it.


The sweetness of her perfume still hovered in the room, scenting his skin and sheets. He inhaled deeply. Her fragrance entering his nostrils and infecting his body, drawing him out of his relaxed state to one tensed by a wild surge of lust. William's head fell back at the same time his mouth opened slowly while he stroked himself harder. Erotic images of Elizabeth turned over in his mind like pages in a book, hardening him beyond belief. Finally he settled on the most recent image. It was the image of her leaving his arms and his bed for the arms of her husband still looking every bit of a woman who had just been fucked.


William remembered watching Elizabeth get dressed. Her petite body still glistening with their sweat, looking at him with a tempting wildness only half tamed. But she had to leave so he restrained himself from taking her again. He remembered the various shades of pinks and reds that blotched her body from head to toe. She never looked more beautiful he thought as his hips rose slightly off the bed. He stroked himself harder, picturing his blonde lover flushed with passion, writhing underneath him. He moaned and hissed towards release thinking about Elizabeth's swollen quim swallowing him. Like flame to fire she was so hot and consuming that William wanted nothing more than to please her. Thrusting into every crevice and fold while staring into her smiling eyes opened wide, listening to her say his name and coming riddled with wild abandon. William brought his tongue to his dry lips no longer able to hold back the aching need to come. Taking short sharp breathes, spurts of milky semen pooled on his stomach in honor of Elizabeth.


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Elizabeth didn't bother putting on her coat when she exited William's building. His warmth still caressed her skin and the night's cool air was equivalent to a cold shower. One kiss, one sweet sensual kiss was all it took and she was back in her blonde lover's arms, having some of the most phenomenal sex of her life. Together, she and William were like the perfect picture captured in vivid color on the pages of the Karma Sutra coiled like two cobras, teasing each other with a look, a kiss and a caress.


Elizabeth settled into the backseat of the cab. She closed her eyes, recalling the erotic image of William's sweaty naked body lying on the crumpled bed as he watched her get dressed. Both of them having the same look of half-sedation on their faces and cursing time for being the ONLY reason they had to stop. There simply wasn't enough left to take another ride on that sexual highway of forbidden pleasure. Not even to bask in the afterglow. Another time she thought, admitting she no longer wanted to end things with William. She would miss the passionate and sensitive blonde too much since he was the one thing that made the boredom in her marriage tolerable.


Her body hungered and yearned for more, missing the fullness of William's cock inside her. Elizabeth continued to recall image after image of their sweaty heaving bodies tumbling to all four corners of the bed and the space in between. It was going to be a long cab ride home she thought doing everything in her power not to rub her pussy in the cab. She inhaled deeply the scent of fresh sweat and sex as the intoxicating aroma crept up through the opening of her blouse. It, along with her skirt and panties, clung to her skin like damp silk. She squirmed in her seat feeling all the wonderful little aches and twitches that served as a reminder of how their bodies fused together in instinctive pleasure.


The darkness in the cab throbbed with sexual heat, her heat. Elizabeth wanted so badly to stop the cab and return to William's arms. The need to have his lean muscled body pressing her into the mattress with the flesh of his hard thick cock, driving into her had no intentions going away. She had to do something about it. She opened her blazer, running her hands over her breasts before unbuttoning two of the clear buttons on her blouse. She placed her fingers into her mouth, wetting the tips and slipping them inside her bra to moisten her erect nipples. Thoughts of William's warm rough tongue teasing them only made the sensitive flesh ripened more between her thumb and index finger. Her head had fallen back in pleasure, enjoying the sensations that continued to disturb her peace of mind with wild sexual thoughts. Only to have her aroused state interrupted by the sound of the cab driver's husky voice, telling her for the second time, they had arrived at her destination.


Quickly, Elizabeth exited the cab on fire as her pussy throbbed against her panties. She didn't care if Rupert was home, dropping her coat and briefcase on the floor. She hurried up the stairs to satisfy herself after showing incredible restraint in the cab. But once she entered her bedroom, the clothes came off. Usually Elizabeth would look at herself in the mirror but she already knew what she looked like. She had a wet pussy, erect nipples and hungry eyes. They were the symptoms of what a woman looked like when she wanted to be fucked. With her knees bent and legs spread on the bed, two of Elizabeth's fingers caressed her hard point, tugging and pulling on the pulsing flesh while she tugged and pulled on the nipples.


Her body hummed with desire, remembering her blonde lover's large hands and warm sensual lips branding her flesh. Slowly Elizabeth worked her fingers from her clit to inside her wet pussy. She remembered the burning need in William's eyes, locking with hers while they enjoyed the oneness of their flesh. Each of his thrusts penetrated her so deeply her body felt like it was going through some kind of metamorphose like it belonged to someone else while she was lost in the sensations of pure ecstasy.


With each entry and retreat Elizabeth moaned and whimpered, lifting her hips off the bed to penetrate herself deeper while whispering William's name. Her orgasm was building as her pussy sucked on her fingers. She moved them in and out, faster and faster, touching her clit and tits. She sucked in her bottom lip, grazing her teeth across it and then pressed them into the tender flesh feeling twinge of pain that was quickly overshadowed by the sweet sensation of orgasm.


Elizabeth came hard and loud. So loud that Rupert knocked on the bathroom door to ask her if everything was okay. It had taken a while for her to answer. Her mind and body had refused to be disturbed by his concern while flourishing in the afterglow. Not wanting him to find her panting and gasping, she told Rupert she was okay and would be out in a minute. He asked her was she sure and Elizabeth answered him with a firm yes. She wrapped her extremely relaxed body in a towel then turned the toilet lid down to sit. Lucky for her Rupert was a firm believer in privacy and didn't enter the bathroom. After several minutes, he knocked on the door again, telling her he needed to converse with her in the study.

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Wiping her sweaty palms on her flannel pajama bottoms, Elizabeth walked down the hallway leading to Rupert's study. She felt like a misbehaved teenager scared to face her parents for punishment. She tried to shake the ridiculous thought. For God's sake Rupert was her husband and they had been married four years though sometimes it felt more like forty. When she sat down, Elizabeth was annoyed he didn't acknowledge her right away. She studied him while he read one of his precious old books, thinking maybe she should have listened to her mother when she told her not to marry an older man.


Her adoptive mother Jenny was against the union from the start, telling Elizabeth she needed to live more and that marrying an older man was only going to turn her into an old maid before her time. Her friends agreed with her mother but Elizabeth refused to listen. Their objections only made her want to marry him that much more. She was stubborn that way. Her father Hank was the only person who didn't object to the union but his opinion didn't matter. Elizabeth stopped caring about what he thought the day he walked out on her and her mother. She was eight years old.


When Rupert and Elizabeth got married, she was 23 and he was 42. The first two years of marriage was wonderful and then things started to change. It seemed the older Rupert got, the less fun he was. She adored him but in the last two years they seemed more like father and daughter than husband and wife. She couldn't remember the last time he attended a concert with her or she attended one of his lectures. Sure that if she asked him, he wouldn't remember either.


There wasn't a problem sexually except she wished he were more passionate in bed like he was about his work. Certainly, it was one of the things missing along with the frequency. They use to have sex three times a week and now it was more like once every two weeks. She was partially to blame for that. Being with William left her exhausted and fulfilled but Rupert wasn't much of an aggressor anyway so it worked out. She wondered if they had kids would he be working so much but she would never know since Rupert didn't want children and Elizabeth couldn't have them anyway.


When Rupert finally looked up from his book, he told Elizabeth he had to go to California for two weeks. Something about ancient artifacts discovered at a construction site and his expertise being needed. He wanted her to come with him, saying she needed a vacation since she had been working so hard the last couple of months and also it would be a perfect opportunity to visit with her parents.


Although a visit with her mother was long overdue, the truth was Elizabeth hated California. Visiting relatives was what the holidays were for she thought, preferring the realness of New Yorkers especially one New Yorker in particular. She told Rupert now wasn't the time to take off from work since it was coming close to the end of the quarter. She still had a lot of work to do and another deadline to meet. Rupert nodded his head in understanding and returned to his book. Elizabeth walked over to him and kneeled at his feet, asking him was he coming to bed soon. He looked up and cradled the side of her face, telling her he would join her soon. She smiled. It had been a very long time since he showed such tenderness towards her. Elizabeth kissed the palm of his hand and stood, saying goodnight. Walking towards the stairs, she had a moment of clarity. She loved Rupert but she wasn't in love with him.


A/N: This story will be ending soon. I hope everyone is still enjoying it. Feedback is appreciated. I'm dieing to know what you think about these revelations. I wasn't going to get too much into Rupert and Elizabeth's relationship since the story was to focus more about the affair but foolish of me to think I didn't have to. Sometimes these stories just write themselves..lol :)

 

Chapter 8:

Elizabeth stood in front of the full-length mirror admiring the very sexy and very lacey black creation adorning her body. She loved how the bra cradled her perky breasts and the feminine touch of the small satin bow in the center with a glittering rhinestone in the middle. She traced her finger over it, then over the exposed tops of her breasts continuing upward along the small spaghetti straps so she could readjust the fit. The matching g-string was equally as lacey and barely covered her waxed mound but the tiny panty felt good against her baby smooth skin. The sales lady told her the sexy creation was a hot seller so Elizabeth bought it along with several other sexy pieces that made her blush because each item was purchased with William in mind. She bought a midnight blue corset with the matching panty, a black halter sheer chemise embroidered in blood red lace at the top and a hot pink satin bra, thong and garter slip with black mesh overlay. Everything fit perfectly and made Elizabeth feel sexy and very sexual.

She was taking her time getting ready; making sure her makeup was flawless and her hair was perfect. William loved her hair and sniffed it every chance he got. When she met him, her blonde locks stopped at her shoulders until he suggested she grow it longer. Now it flowed over her shoulders, giving her a more youthful appearance. She shook it wildly to loosen some of the locks and to also give it that sexy just-got-out-of-bed look. She smiled feeling a tingle of excitement run through her. She couldn't wait to see him, lieing to Rupert that she was going out with the girls again and relieved he didn't object. He just smiled and nodded his head before retreating to the sanctuary of his study to research and prepare for his trip.

Elizabeth remembered how she already had him packed and out the door right after he told her he was going to California. She couldn't wait for him to leave, knowing his absence was the perfect opportunity for her to finally spend the night in her blonde lover's arms. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself, guiding her hands up and down them and swaying from side to side as if she was listening to music that only she could hear. William disturbed her peace of mind, making Elizabeth think wild sexual thoughts. She uncrossed her arms then touched the sides of her face, running her hands slowly down her neck as her head fell backwards. She touched her breasts and then her stomach still swaying her hips in a sexual dance. She imagined William was watching her. His intense blue eyes surveying her body while his strong hands removed her delicate black lace teasers from her quivering form and then taking her fast, so fast that his thrusts would be too quick to count and so pleasurable she would never want him to stop.

Feeling the wet damage soak into the seat of her panties, Elizabeth put her hand inside them, letting her fingers massage her smooth wet lips. There wasn't enough time to masturbate, having spent most of it looking at herself and thinking about William. She refocused on getting ready, removing her hand before she placed her fingers all the way inside herself. When she opened her eyes, she was startled to see Rupert standing behind her. She didn't know how long he had been there but judging by the lusty look on his face, it had been a while. He stepped closer and Elizabeth could feel his erection poking her in the ass. He placed both his hands on her hips then moved them up the curve of her waist until his hands were full with her tits. His touch had felt good, forcing Elizabeth to close her eyes. It had been a long time since they made love. He was always busy with work and she, well was busy with other things.

Rupert kissed her neck and shoulders while his hands continued to travel her body. He whispered into her ear how much he liked what she was wearing, wanting to know if it was new. Unable to speak, she nodded. Caught up in the pleasure she was feeling from the strength in his hands as they reminded her of someone. Careful not to indulge in her thoughts of William and since it was obvious Rupert wanted her; Elizabeth refocused her attention on him. The last thing she wanted to do was call out her blonde lover's name in the middle of making love to her husband. She turned to him, removing his hard rimmed glasses and tossing them into a chair. She placed his hands back over her breasts then tilted her head to the side to capture his lips in a sweet gentle kiss.

For a brief moment, kissing him felt awkward since she couldn't remember the last time her tongue touched his but Elizabeth tried not to focus on the awkwardness. Bitch slapping her thoughts about William in order to warm up to the man she married, knowing if she didn't, there was no way she could make love to him and enjoy it. Rupert guided them to the bed still kissing and caressing her, stopping briefly to tell her she needed to call her friends and take a rain check. Elizabeth smiled, telling him she was sure they would understand if she was a no show. He smiled back at her and the couple resumed their kissing as they lay on their bed to make love. As soon as it was over, Elizabeth's thoughts of William returned with unexpected guilt.

Elizabeth waited until Rupert was asleep before creeping downstairs and into the kitchen to call him. William sounded out of breath when he answered the phone but she didn't bother to ask him why. The call needed to be brief. Without going into detail, she told him she had trouble getting away. She apologized and promised she would see him as soon as she could. The disappointment she heard in his voice made her chest tighten prompting her to apologize again and adding she would make it up to him. Sensing he wanted to talk more, Elizabeth had no choice but to interrupt him. She had to go without mentioning it had anything to do with her husband. She would leave William to figure that out on his own since it was obvious she was still at home and whispering over the phone.

After Elizabeth said goodbye, the lights came on in the kitchen. She jumped, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. Rupert was standing at the entrance of the kitchen with his hand still on the light switch and a suspicious look on his face. Immediately, he asked her who was she talking to and Elizabeth told him no one. Adding she was leaving herself a message on her voice mail to take care of some important business when she returned to the office on Monday. Although her heart was in her throat, Elizabeth continued to talk while at the same time secretly channeling the spirit of Katherine Hepburn to help her ACT like what she had done was somehow normal. She placed the phone back on its base and walked over to Rupert. She kissed him, placing her hand inside his robe and nestling it in the graying hairs on his chest. It was effort to entice him back to bed as well as take his mind off of what just happened. In her sexy voice, she told him she wasn't in the mood for sleeping anymore.

Rupert had given Elizabeth a weak smile, grabbing her hand to kiss it. He told her he wanted to get a drink of water first and that he would be right up. She told him no to be long then kissed his shoulder. He waited until she was out of sight before picking up the phone but lost the courage to do what he wanted with it. Instead of getting a glass of water, he decided on a glass of Scotch drinking it quickly before picking up the phone again. He pushed the redial button, hanging up after it had rung six times. Rupert was expecting to hear Elizabeth's voice mail. When he didn't, he hung up and poured himself another glass of Scotch while getting lost his thoughts.

*~~~~~~~~*

William looked at his watch. Elizabeth was late. She was suppose to be at his place thirty minutes ago. Maybe she was stuck in traffic he thought. It was a Saturday night. He decided not to worry, thinking she would be arriving soon. After an hour had passed, William thought it was wise to place the wine back into the refrigerator to get cold again. Convinced for she was in traffic, he resisted the urge to call her cell phone. He sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, hoping Dawson's Creek was still on.

When the phone rang, he lunged for it clumsily knocking it off the table. He leaned down to pick it up only to stumble and kick it further away from him. He shouted bloody hell unable to understand why he was acting so nervous. He had finally gotten a hold of it, saying Elizabeth's name into the receiver. His comical moment had him out of breathe as he struggled with saying her name several times, waiting for a response. Little did he know she had responded to him twice but he was having trouble hearing her because of the whispering but when she told him she had trouble getting away, those words transmitted loud and clear. Their conversation was brief since Elizabeth did most of the talking. Disappointed he wasn't going to be with her, William refused to be angry about it. He was too grateful she decided to keep him in her life, making him keep his temper in check. There was no doubt in his mind she had trouble getting away because of her prehistoric husband, accepting it came with the territory with being involved with a married woman.

Soon after he hung the phone, it rang again. He thought it was Elizabeth, prompting him to say her name. Unfortunately, it was one of his friends asking him to join him and a few others for drinks at the poetry bar he frequented. Not wanting to be alone, William decided to go. He cut off the TV, blew out the candles and grabbed his jacket. He was almost out the door when he heard his phone ring again. This time he didn't bother picking it up and closed the door.

William had trouble locating his friends inside the crowded bar until one of them waved him over to their location. He acknowledged them with a gesture of his head and then ordered a beer from the bar. When he joined his friends at their table, he knew everyone except the pretty brunette staring at him. He leaned over to his buddy, asking him who she was. His friend smiled, telling him it was the girl he had been trying to set him up with for the last month. William wanted to smack himself from not accepting the blind date but he had other things or rather someone on his mind.

The pretty brunette was definitely his type. He introduced himself, offering his hand to her and telling her his name. She told him her name was Cecily. And like the charmer he was, William told her it was a very pretty name for a very pretty girl. There was a spark of chemistry between the two strangers. Of course it was nothing like what he felt for Elizabeth but it was nice that the feeling had made the disappointment he felt from not being with his blonde lover melt away. He had taken a seat beside her and they closed the bar down. William was glad he met Cecily and that she was single, making plans to have dinner with her the following night.

 

Chapter 9:

Tamed by knowledge
Wild bodies rise abruptly in tender pain
Coaxing ecstasy from wanting hips
Branding kisses on searing lips

Elizabeth called William as soon as she entered her office. She was disappointed he didn't answer, leaving a message for him to call her. She tried to make several unsuccessful attempts to call him on Sunday but Rupert dominated her entire day, suggesting they have Sunday brunch and do some shopping afterwards. Since the incident in the kitchen, there was no way Elizabeth was going to say no to anything he wanted to do. It was careless of her to take such a risk in calling William but she couldn't just leave him hanging. Hopefully he will call her and she could tell him the good news about Rupert going out of town. She was sure the news would make what happened on Saturday a distant memory.

Half the day was gone and Elizabeth still hadn't heard from William then her phone rang. She answered it quickly but it was only Rupert telling her he decided to take a few days off to spend with her before he left for his trip on Friday. She pretended to be happy about it, knowing his bad idea would make it difficult for her to see her blonde lover with Rupert waiting for her to come home. And just as she thought he asked her if she was working late. Since she hadn't heard from William, she told him no and that she would be coming home right after work.

After hanging up with Rupert, she tried calling William again and got his voice mail. Elizabeth was getting irritated. There was never a time she couldn't get a hold of him. She left another message then slammed the phone down, breaking a nail. She wondered why he wasn't answering his phone or returning her calls. She even left a message on his cell phone then it dawned on her he probably took the day off so she called his home but got no answer. Elizabeth must have let it ring a hundred times before she hung up, staring off into to space while wondering what the hell was going on.

*~~~~~~~~*

Still disappointed about Saturday, William wasn't in the mood to talk to Elizabeth. She had left two messages on his voice mail and one message on his cell phone. He knew he was being a stupid git by avoiding her calls even though the her messages said she had something to tell him and judging by her tone it sounded like it was good news. Maybe she was divorcing her husband he thought, knowing it was wishful thinking. He began to rethink his decision to continue their relationship. It was hard not being able to see her whenever he wanted.

Out of all the women in New York, why did he have to fall for one that was married, a happily married woman supposedly but William refused to go down that road. For once he wanted his blonde lover to wake up in his arms and not have to rush off after they made love. He wanted to be able to call her when he wanted without worrying if her husband was around. He wanted, hell he wanted her. He wanted Elizabeth to leave her husband to be with him. Eventually he would have to tell her how he REALLY felt, knowing he could possibly risk losing her forever but for now having a little bit of her was better than nothing at all.

He tried to refocus on his work but continued to get lost in his thoughts. When his phone rang, he jumped part of him hoping it was Elizabeth. Instead it was Cecily. Nonetheless, William was happy to hear from her. Their date on Sunday had gone well. She looked great in the black dress she wore and smelled good. There were never any awkward moments of silence between them. Their conversations flowed quite well. They even had some things in common. It turned out; she lived in London for several years and had relatives there that knew his parents. They shared an interest in poetry and they were in the same line of work. Yet, there was something not quite right and William didn't commit to another date with her.

At the poetry bar where they met, he did find her attractive and felt a bit of chemistry but she was more like a friend to him then someone he wanted to be in an emotional and intimate relationship with. He still wanted to see her, knowing that kind of chemistry doesn't always happen instantly like it did with him and Elizabeth. Besides, it wouldn't be fair to compare what was budding between them with his relationship with his blonde MARRIED lover.

Cecily made it quite clear she wanted to see him again so William invited her to his place on Friday night, offering to cook for her. They settled on a time and she offered to bring the wine. They talked a few more minutes and then said their goodbyes. After he hung up, William couldn't shake the nagging feeling that he was cheating on Elizabeth.

*~~~~~~~~*

Elizabeth wanted nothing more but to tell the cab driver she had changed her mind about her destination. She wanted to see William. Strongly considering going by his place unannounced. It really bothered her not hearing from him today. She had given up on trying to reach him, thinking he was too busy with work to return her calls unable to think of any other reason why she didn't hear from him. Surely, he wasn't mad at her for what happened on Saturday. Though it was her fault. Elizabeth knew if she hadn't spent so much time getting ready, Rupert wouldn't have gotten lucky and she would have gotten an orgasm. It wasn't that she had a problem with her husband's performance. They just had different appetites. She wanted more while he wanted to sleep.

The next day was the same routine. Elizabeth had called William as soon as she got in the office. When he answered, she exhaled. Of course she asked him why didn't she hear from him on Monday and was shocked when he told her he didn't want to talk to her. His admission resulted in an awkward silence. Finally, she asked him why and he told her because he knew she was probably fucking her husband and he didn't like it. Elizabeth was surprised he would say such a thing, since it was a given she wasn't going to stop sleeping with her husband just because she was sleeping with him. When she told him that, he raised his voice telling her he wasn't a bloody idiot, making a sarcastic comment about it being part of the whole marriage contract thing. Elizabeth raised her voice too; telling William not to shout at her and that she didn't want to talk about it anymore. He agreed and before she could say anything else, he told her he had to go and hung up the phone.

*~~~~~~~~*

Elizabeth had taken the morning off to have breakfast with Rupert and to see him off at the airport. When she returned to the office and saw the work piled on her desk, she wished she had taken the entire day off. She hadn't been quite herself since her conversation with William, feeling a little depressed. She missed him and wanted to see him badly. She decided to give him some time to cool off before she tried to talk to him again but wanted to do it in person rather then over the telephone. Two days was enough time she thought, picking up the phone to call him. She got his voice mail and left a message, telling him she wanted to come over to his place so they could talk. She added that she missed him and to call her as soon as he got her message.

When William returned to his office after his meeting, he noticed the red light blinking on his telephone. He listened to his voice mail, smiling that it was Elizabeth. Immediately, he thought about how he acted the last time they had spoken. He was such an asshole and wanted to call her right back so he so he could apologize. He missed her too and she was right, they needed to talk but not at his place or even today for that matter. Cecily was coming over. He had planned to leave work early to shop for food, change his clothes and straighten up his apartment.

Elizabeth was so engrossed in her work she didn't realize she had worked passed her normal stopping time. She also noticed William hadn't returned her call. She picked up the phone to see if it was working. It was a desperate act. He was still avoiding her she thought but Elizabeth was determined to talk to him. She called his home to make sure he was there then hung up when he answered. She was going to his apartment unannounced and demand he talk to her since she was unable to handle another day without talking to him.

William rejoined Cecily on the couch disturbed by the phone call that interrupted their conversation. He told her he didn't understand why someone would call a person's house and just hang up. She suggested he get a caller ID, giving him a list of reasons why it was great to have one. At that moment, William realized she really did talk a lot and that her voice was sometimes annoying. He tried to shake the unpleasant thought along with the thought he still wasn't sexually attracted to her. Convinced he was finding things wrong with her because he was crazy for Elizabeth, he inched closer to her, pouring more wine into her glass. He suggested they make a toast. She held up her glass and suggested they toast to new beginnings and that's when he realized he had no business being with her. She REALLY liked him and he liked her too but not in that way. He realized he made a mistake inviting her to his place. She wasn't the one for him. He wanted Elizabeth.

Before William could take a sip of his wine, there was a knock at his door. He cursed under his breath, wondering who the hell it could be. He got his answer when he opened the door and saw Elizabeth with a not too pleasant look on her face. He asked her why was she there and she told him she made that clear on his voice mail. William closed himself in the door, telling Elizabeth now wasn't a good time to talk. Elizabeth didn't want to hear that and barged her way into his apartment, coming face to face with an attractive brunette. He introduced her to the other woman but she couldn't hear anything except the panicked pounding of her heart. She picked her mouth off the floor and turned to him, telling him now she knew why he was avoiding her. Tears filled her eyes as she tried to make a hasty retreat. William told her it's not what she thinks, stopping her before she was out the door.

Feeling very uncomfortable, Cecily grabbed her coat and purse telling William she should leave. In a bitchy tone, Elizabeth told her it was a good idea. He looked at her. William was glad she was jealous at least he knew she still cared about him even though she was being rude to his guest. He walked Cecily out the door, apologizing to her. The pretty brunette snapped at him, telling him he should have told her he had a girlfriend. William was about to tell her Elizabeth wasn't his girlfriend but didn't, realizing she was right. She told him to lose her number, rolling her eyes at him like he was beneath her. William couldn't say he wasn't surprised by the look since Cecily did come across as a bit of a snob.

Elizabeth didn't bother removing her coat still standing in the same spot. Her heart rate had slowed down and her eyes had dried up. Seeing another woman in William's apartment hurt her and made her angry with him. She wanted to give him shit about it even though she had no right. But the hell with right, Elizabeth wanted to know what was going on.

When William returned, Elizabeth asked him how long had he been seeing the other woman. He didn't like her tone so he told her it was none of her business who he was seeing. His answer made her angrier resulting in her calling him a bastard. He in turn called her a bitch causing her mouth to drop open in shock. Elizabeth hated being called a bitch but what woman did. She shouted why didn't he just break it off with her if he was going to be seeing someone else. He threw the same question back at her, telling her why didn't she do the same with her husband instead of cheating on the pounce.

William's words made Elizabeth feel like shit and pissed her off even more. She called him a son of a bitch, telling him how dare he judge her and that her marital status didn't seem to bother him when he was fucking her. She continued, telling him she already knew she was going to hell for what she has been doing with him but he was certainly going with her. William told her he was already in hell, grabbing the bottle of wine off the table and taking gulps until he emptied the bottle. He wiped his mouth then threw the bottle against the wall, smashing it to pieces. Elizabeth jumped and remained silent while witnessing the depth of his feelings for her. He was so angry and nothing like the sweet and sensitive man she knew. William looked at her, telling her everyday he wasn't with her he was in hell but when he was with her it the closest thing to heaven.

Elizabeth had felt her heart skip a beat. She stepped closer to him, feeling her anger melt away. She touched his arm but he pulled it away from her, walking into the kitchen. He pulled out another bottle of wine, opening it quickly and taking swig. He banged his head against the refrigerator then asked Elizabeth did she fuck her husband since she didn't make it quite clear when he suspected it during their conversation a few days ago. She shouted to him to stop it. Ignoring her, William asked her again and she shouted yes twice telling him she did fuck him then asked him was he satisfied with her answer. The angry platinum blonde placed the bottle of wine on the kitchen counter and with lightening speed, grabbed Elizabeth by the forearms shoving her against the refrigerator.

Elizabeth's eyes had widened with shock from his forcefulness. She stared into his eyes. The beautiful blue she loved so much had faded, turning dark. William gave her a menacing look then asked her does her husband make her come as hard as he do. Elizabeth wanted to spit in his face, struggling to make him loosen his grip on her arms. She was able to get her right arm free and slapped him hard across the face. He snatched her up again, pulling her closer to him. She struggled telling William to let her go then shouted it was over between them. He shouted back, telling her she wasn't going anywhere and nothing is over until he says its over. He leaned in to kiss her but she turned away. He tried again, getting a small taste of her bottom lip before she pulled away again. Then he grabbed her by the back of the head, forcing her to him. No matter how hard Elizabeth tried to resist, William was too strong. Their mouths met and he tried to force his tongue into her mouth while his hard muscular body pressed into hers.

Elizabeth didn't want to get aroused but something opened up inside her, wanting him near. Maybe it was the feel of his hot mouth against hers or the hardness of his cock she could feel through her coat. It didn't matter because both of the feelings were signaling her brain to tell her to give in. Determined not to let him win, she opened her mouth to protest his actions only to be silenced by the wet thrust of his tongue that promised explicit sex. She vigorously kissed him back, grabbing at his waist, his shoulders and finally his face. She scratched him on the cheek, not on purpose but the sting did cause William to pull away. He stared into her eyes and could tell he was getting to her because the green beauties had caught fire. He touched the side of his face turning his eyes away from hers to look at the blood on his fingers. He licked it off then offered her his tongue. She sucked off the red DNA and then swallowed the hot flesh with her lips. This exchange lasted for several seconds then resulted in them licking each other's tongues before their mouths fused back together.

Lust was filtering into Elizabeth's bloodstream, sending a thrill through her senses. She was flame hot and willing, tugging on the buttons of her coat to get it off. William helped her while still keeping his mouth pressed to hers. He roughly pulled the coat off her shoulders, breaking their deep tongue kiss. With quick ease, she pulled her arms out of the sleeves and placed her hands on his hips pulling him closer. William tossed her coat onto the kitchen floor then ran his fingers through her hair to cradle the back of her head in his heated palms. He refastened his lips to hers and their hyperactive tongues danced like open flames inside each other's mouths.

He stopped kissing her long enough to pull off her cashmere sweater then returned his lips back to hers. Her hands retreated from his ass and up the back of his shirt. She pressed her fingertips into the hard lines of his back and up and down the ridges of his spine. She wanted to feel his muscled chest pressed against her naked breasts, telling him to remove her shirt. William smiled against her mouth, telling her only if she removed his. Elizabeth smiled back. The task wasn't a problem since she was already ahead of him by two buttons.

In a manner of seconds William had her shirt unbutton and her skirt at her ankles. He pushed the shirt off her shoulders, licking the rounded joint before taking the curved path that lead up the side of her neck until he reached the outer shell of her ear. He whispered he wanted to be covered in her juice and sweat. Her response was a low whimpering sound that got louder after the tip of his tongue dipped inside her ear. He whispered he was going to bury every hot inch of himself inside her and fuck her hard. The hunger in his voice was turning Elizabeth into a whimpering mess. His simple words were provocative, making her wetter with want. She pushed his shirt off and buried her face into his chest to lick and bite his nipples, loving how his muscles flexed and settled against her mouth and how he purred in approval.

William hissed from the pleasurable shock of her hot mouth on him. He leaned into her, dropping his head to kiss the top of her blonde mane while she continued to plant moist kisses on his heaving chest. The feel of her soft lips on him was turning his blood to fire, making him burn with need. His hands caressed her back, her hips and ass drawing her closer to him. He lifted her chemise, placing both his hands inside her underwear to squeeze her soft bottom. One hand moved to the front of her and her clit stiffened under his touch. He rubbed her quim then pushed his fingers into the fragrant ooze of her. He whispered in her ear he was going to taste everything before removing his fingers and placing them inside his mouth. He gave her a smile so provocative all Elizabeth could feel was warmth and weakness for him.

Elizabeth tried to kiss him but he wouldn't let her. He stepped back and gazed into her eyes. His pants, socks and shoes joined her coat and their shirts on the kitchen floor. He was completely naked while she was still wearing her silk blue chemise, panties, thigh highs and high heels. Her gaze slid from his face then across his broad shoulders, drifting down to his chest and stopping at his cock. William was godlike in his beauty and it caused the throbbing between her legs to accelerate. She tried to touch him but he wouldn't let her, telling her not to touch just appreciate.

She smiled at him then stepped out of her heels, rolling her thigh highs down slowly one by one. She held them out in front of her then released them. He managed to catch one in his hand and brought it to his nose. Her girly perfumed scent filled his nostrils and filled his mind with a series of erotic images he wanted to act out. He fulfilled one of the images, taking the nylon stocking to stroke his cock with it. The wicked sight made Elizabeth blush with excitement. She bit and sucked in her bottom lip then returned her eyes back to his. She placed her thumbs under the thin straps of her chemise and at the same time lifted them up and off her shoulders. The silky fabric fell slowly down revealing her small full breasts. On instinct, William reached to touch the soft rounded flesh with the hardened center but she wouldn't let him, telling him not to touch just appreciate. He looked into her eyes seeing a mix of intelligence and naughtiness. His Elizabeth was just as much of a tease as he was. He watched her remove her chemise and panties down her womanly curves, adding them to the pile that had accumulated on the kitchen floor.

William fell to his knees in worship coming face to face with her hairless quim. He licked all over it before pushing back the pink seam to deep tongue her opening. Elizabeth had shouted something incoherent and that's when her warm sweetness flowed over his tongue. Sensing she was no longer able to stand, he backed off and held her as they slowly descended to the floor. His mouth returned to the scene of the orgasm so his tongue could enter her again and again before retreating so his lips and teeth could nipple. When she came once more, her hands tightened in his hair. He lifted his head and asked her was she ready for him to be hard inside her for hours. Elizabeth groaned out a yes and it was all he needed to her. He kissed her swollen clit goodbye along with many more up her body and then stopped at her breast to thrust a nipple into his mouth.

Obscenely lubricated and extremely aroused, Elizabeth was way beyond any more foreplay. She wanted William's large cock and she wanted it now, reaching between their bodies to position it at her opening. He told her not yet but she didn't want to her that, gripping the back of his head to lick the sensual curves of his lips. She whispered for him to open his mouth and give her his tongue. Following her order, William eased his tongue slowly out of his mouth. Elizabeth could smell her sex on it, grabbing a hold of the wet flesh with her teeth and then sucking it deep into her mouth. She kissed him aggressively while her hand grabbed for his cock again. She wasn't going to wait for William to enter her. Instead she thrusted upward, knowing her little attempt was going to get her what she wanted.

William was unable to hold out any longer. The head of his cock was engulfed in her hot do-it juice causing him to push all the way inside her. They both cried out from the soul stirring intensity caused by the joining of their sexes. Keeping his promise, William moved inside her almost violently, trying to satisfy his raging and untamed desire for her. Soon their mouths joined too, sealing their mutual need while the slippery motion of their bodies made permanent wrinkles in their clothing.

Elizabeth was overwhelmed by the power of William's thrusts but she welcomed every one of them as she held onto him like clinging vine. He was fucking her like a sex superhero, knowing where to touch and where to satisfy. He made her come so hard that she confessed he was the only man who could, making her forget all about poor Rupert. He told her to say it again, holding her by her hips while sinking more into her depths. She said it again, grabbing his ass with one hand while using the finger of her other hand to tease his anal opening. The force of William's orgasm had engulfed him in so much pleasure, his eyes closed tighter and his mouth opened wider like he was in pain. He pulsed his clouded semen into her quim, panting heavily and wearing a grin of satisfied male on his face. He told Elizabeth he loved and then lowered his head into the curve of her neck and shoulder.

While experiencing the true meaning of bliss, Elizabeth was too far-gone to respond. The sexual after shocks had robbed her of speech and so did his love confession. She didn't want to believe he meant it since it was in the heat of the moment so she pretended she didn't hear it. Certainly she had strong feelings for William but she wouldn't call it love unless love was about bodies connecting, scared to admit that maybe her heart and soul had something to do with it to.

As his rapture began to dissolve away, William's mind did an instant replay. He realized he to told Elizabeth he loved her, knowing she wasn't ready for that not to mention he wasn't ready to tell her but his subconscious had other ideas. He thought it was best to pretend he didn't say it, easing off of her to lie at her side. He grabbed her hand and kissed it, telling her he wish she could stay. Elizabeth giggled causing him to ask her what was so funny. She turned to him, propping herself on one elbow. She told him if he would have just called her back she would have told him Rupert was gone out of town and that she was his for the next two weeks. William smiled, pulling her on top of him. He was hard again. He told Elizabeth to pinch him to make sure he wasn't dreaming. She told him she could do a lot better than that and reached for his erection, placing it inside her. This time they had taken it slow, coming at the same time.

The scent of sex and satisfaction had taken over the smell of baked chicken breasts, roasted potatoes, and baby carrots William had prepared for him and Cecily. He kissed the side of Elizabeth's face then asked her was she hungry. She lifted her head and grinned at him, prompting William to clarify he meant food. They both laughed and nuzzled each other, happy that for once time wasn't a factor.
 

Chapter 10:

Taking part in a love affair
Two parties in a room
Cheating hearts begin to thump
Wrapping lies in indignant lusts
Scarlet lovers greet the gallant dawn


William opened his eyes, looking down on the top of his blonde lover's head. She was lying on his chest with her arm draped over him while his arm was wrapped around her shoulder. He had no idea what time it was and nor did he care. What mattered was Elizabeth was with him. Time was of no importance. He smiled and kissed the top of her head while he wiggled his feet like an excited child. With no intentions of letting her go, he tightened his hold on her. It wasn't like she had to leave he thought as the smile on his face widened. His wish had been granted.


Elizabeth's had taken a deep breath then let it out. She was warm, comfortable and well rested. She opened her eyes and smiled, feeling protected in William's strong embrace. She couldn't snuggle like this with Rupert. She was never comfortable lying on him. The graying hairs on his chest irritated her nose and his snoring kept her up most nights. They were an awkward fit often sleeping and waking with their backs to each other. William's chest was smooth and he was quite when he slept, so quite she barely could tell if he was breathing. She shifted in his embrace, lifting her head to say good morning.


William responded but not with words. He kissed her and although Elizabeth would have preferred to brush her teeth first, she relaxed and accepted his tongue into her mouth. Her hand massaged his chest, moving upward to the side of his face. His hand rubbed up and down the length of her arm as he twisted his body until he was on his side. He lowered Elizabeth's head to the pillow, deepening their kiss. His hand cradled the side of her face then wondered down the length of her neck. It was a true mating of the mouths as their tongues met and stroked against the other's.


Leaving the sanctuary of her warm mouth, William lowered his head to steal a nipple kiss then used his tongue to taste her areola and caress the soft underside of her breast. Elizabeth said his name in a gruff whisper as his hand moved to caress the curve of her waist to the soft flesh of her belly while his mouth continued its devotion to her breast. The hot palm of his hand found her hip then journeyed onward to knead in the softness of her bottom and thighs.


Following the same route as his hand, William's mouth planted moist kisses on her skin down to her pretty feet. He sucked her toes one by one, swirling in his tongue in between each of them. Last night in the kitchen he told her he was going to taste everything and he meant it. Unfortunately exhaustion had forced them to sleep. William picked up where he left off. His mouth set voyage to her other leg, giving it equal treatment before he parted Elizabeth wider to massage the insides of her thighs. He avoided her quim on purpose while he licked and kissed in between them but made sure his hot breath kept it stimulated before he addressed the damp softness.


Elizabeth couldn't get enough of William's skilled hands gliding knowingly over her body. Her instincts told her to bend her legs, which allowed him to travel to the backs of her knees up to her ankles. He massaged her feet, pressing his thumb into the arch. With circular motions, he found all the pressure points, making her whimper in pleasure. She pushed the pillows out of her way as she reached for the wrought iron headboard. She grabbed it to anchor herself for flesh of his tongue to enrapture her. The mere thought of William going down on her after all the consuming sex they had last night enthralled her. He had no boundaries.


William loved eating Elizabeth's pussy as he licked up her slit then smothered the wet smooth surface with kisses. He tongued her juicy pink inner sanctum and stuck one then two fingers inside her. She moaned and he loved it. His scalped tingled from her hands twisting in his hair. Her tugs on his messy blonde locks let him know he was hitting the right spot. When he removed his fingers to her dismay, he used the tip of his rough tongue to invade her pussy lips until he reached her clit. He smothered it with kisses before he latched on.


If Elizabeth could wrap her legs around William's head she would but her thighs were trembling out of control. He was kissing her pussy like he was kissing her mouth. She was juice logged and her stomach felt tight and jumpy. She was about to come from the welcomed trespass into her sex. She was loosing her grip on the headboard finally abandoning it for the softness of his mussed blonde hair. Elizabeth was at the mercy of his lips, tongue and fingers giving rise by degrees in her lust for him. The hot throbbing beats in her pussy not only signified how her body hungered for him but also her soul as she came, making faint muffled sounds.


After swallowing the taste of her orgasm, William looked up to see his blonde lover's face. No poet could describe the beauty of Elizabeth when she was coming. He tried. He loved the way the cute crinkle formed in her brow and the way her kiss-swollen lips parted, shinning with salvia. Although her eyelids shut out the beauty of her green eyes, his memory maintained the vision of that beauty the first time he laid eyes on her on that special day. His eyes wondered from her face to her neck. William could see the pulse beating against the skin of the stretched flesh from the tilting of her head.


From head to toe she was flushed like a rose and her nipples were peaked, including the small fleshy bumps circling her darken areola. He watched her chest rise and fall as she tried to gain normalcy in her breathing. He waited for her to open her eyes. He wanted to see the desire in them and as if he had whispered the thought in her ear, she opened them. They were passion-filled and William couldn't refuse the unspoken invitation he saw in them. He grabbed both her wrists, placing her arms above her head to grip the headboard once more. His strong hands remained wrapped around hers while he angled his hips to place the head of his cock at her opening. He flexed and rotated it, closing his eyes from the heat absorbing into the sensitive skin. When he opened them, Elizabeth was staring at him. Her wide green eyes still had the same spent passion from her orgasm and something else. There was need and in the interest of her neediness, William slid swiftly into her then tensed from the liquid fire bathing his cock.


Elizabeth came the instant William entered her. The muscles in her thighs vibrated and her hips lifted from the bed then eased back down. Ecstasy had speared through her, causing her mind to take flight to another place. Her sweaty hands slipped from the wrought iron bar and landed on William's muscled back. She could hear the reckless beating of her heart as her body geared up for the pounding it was about to receive. She kissed his lips and his tongue, potent with their sexes, eased into her mouth. On and on their mouths merged while William's hands stroked the soft flesh of her breasts and nipples, sending more sparks of desire through her.


William was beginning to think sex with Elizabeth was becoming an addiction and if so he had no plans on attending meetings or counseling. Seeing her eyes misty with satisfaction was his therapy as he moved inside her. His hands held her hips while her quim opened and closed around him like a begging mouth. William wasn't going to last long. He speeded up his thrusts, working her middle like it would be the last time Elizabeth would be this wet, soft and hot as she writhed underneath him. He lowered his head, kissing her with a fiery intensity that was mixture or impatience and calmness.


William's thrusts were the slow deep ones Elizabeth craved as she opened more and more taking in the thick veined solidness of him. His hands held her hips captive in a dominant he's the man and she's the woman sort of way and she loved it. She loved experiencing the power and size of him. She loved the feeling of his cock strengthening inside her, stretching her as she met the rhythm of his strokes. She loved when he plunged his cock in deeper and the sexual tremors it caused, increasing her wetness. She loved how his hot urgent tongue took possession of her mouth and demanded her tongue lick and flirt with his.


They both cried out in rapture. Elizabeth shouted God's name in vain followed by Williams. He trailed behind her, grunting his release into her hot depths. They rode out the sweet sexual high exchanging sensual kisses. Neither of them had the energy to acknowledge how good it was with words while he breathed in as she breathed out. William pulled out of her and laid his head on her stomach. He wondered how the bloody hell he could climax like that and still be alive while Elizabeth leisurely stroked his head, thinking how this was turning out to be one hell of a morning.

*~~~*

William and Elizabeth awakened at the same time. They had fallen asleep in the same positions they started out an orgasm ago. They stretched, making their afternoon ugly faces. Elizabeth rolled onto her side still feeling groggy. William glanced over at the bedside clock while picking up the pillows from the floor. It was 2PM. He chuckled. He had never spent this much time in bed before and was shamelessly enjoying every minute of it. He looked over at Elizabeth curled on her side. He spooned her while kissing her neck to rouse her. He whispered in her ear they should get up before they get sores. She laughed, turning into him then asked about the time. When he told her, she didn't believe him until she looked at the clock. She pulled the covers back and made an attempt to get out of bed. Wanting to prolong his wish, William pulled her to him. She melted in his arms and pulled the covers over her naked aching body. She laughed mentioning he was the one who suggested they get out of the bed in the first place. William told her seeing her naked made him change his mind then lowered his head to kiss her.


Before things got heated, Elizabeth ended the kiss. It was time for her to go home. She was sure Rupert had called to let her know his plane landed safely and didn't doubt he would be calling again to let her know how everything was going. She wiggled out of William's embrace while attempting to pull the sheet with her to wrap around her body but he wasn't parting with it.


There hadn't been a nude woman walking around William's apartment in a long time especially one he truly adored. They played tugged of war with the sheet for a few seconds until Elizabeth released it causing him to fall back onto the bed. She picked up the comforter and wrapped it around her, gathering as much of it as she could so when she walked, she wouldn't fall. William tried to pull it away too but she was too quick for him as she distanced herself out of his reach.

*~~~*

Elizabeth retrieved her cell phone from her purse to call her answering machine. Rupert had left two messages. She didn't want to return his call with William in the other room but since he had called twice, she thought it was best to get it over with rather than wait until she got home. She would make the call as brief as possible. She wrote down the phone number to Rupert's hotel and the room number. She sat down on the kitchen floor while she waited for him to answer. After three rings, he picked up. They talked about his flight, the weather and his accommodations as well as when he thought he was going to be returning. Satisfied she had talked to him long enough, Elizabeth tried to get off the phone. Rupert wasn't making it easy as he proceeded to talk about the burial site. She wanted to scream. Rupert was long winded when it came to talking about his work.


William crawled out of bed, wondering what was taking Elizabeth so long. He put on a pair of sweatpants and walked into the hallway. He checked the bathroom then the living room, making his way towards the kitchen. He stopped in his tracks when he heard her voice. He tiptoed closer, placing his back against the wall. He suspected she was talking to her husband and he couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous. He was about to walk away but changed his mind when he heard laughter. The witty banter she was exchanging with her husband had heightened his jealous feelings. Rather than give her some privacy he decided to make his presence known. He removed his sweatpants and walked into the kitchen. He wanted his nakedness to be a reminder of what she was missing but what he really wanted was for her to get off the telephone. He gave a mischievous smile as he strolled passed her, feeling her eyes burning a hole his backside. He pretended to be looking for something as an excuse to flex his lean muscular body.


After several long minutes of searching for nothing, he settled on getting a glass of water out of the refrigerator. He posed like a male model in front of her while drinking down the cool refreshment. He glanced at Elizabeth out of the corner of his eye. He had her attention. On purpose, he allowed some of the water to dribble out of his mouth and onto his chest. Instead of using a paper towel to dry himself off, he used his hand to spread it across his chest willing himself not to laugh. In a final attempt at distracting her, he tilted his head back and eased out his tongue. He closed his eyes and held the glass away from his mouth, letting the last drop of cool water absorb into the pink flesh. He placed the glass in the sink then gave Elizabeth a suggestive look before walking out.


Elizabeth clammed up when William walked into the kitchen. She had lost her train of thought while his tight naked ass was staring her in the face. She looked look away and for a brief moment, her focused had returned enabling her to finish what she was saying to Rupert. As she waited for him to respond, her eyes betrayed her again as she watched William maneuver his hot sexy ass around the kitchen. His presence made her instantly wet. Again she tried to look away, waiting for Rupert to be quiet in order to take control of the conversation and end it. She was having no such luck as Rupert went on and on about the importance of finding such a historical treasure at a construction site of all places. She began to get bored with the conversation but tried not to let him hear it in her voice. However her words had deserted her when William decided it was wise to rub spilled water over his chest.


One of her legs began to shake from excitement while she watched William's pink wide tongue dart out of his mouth. At that moment Elizabeth had forgotten to breath suddenly coughing and choking on her words. She willed herself to keep it together as she listened to Rupert continue to go on and on until the seductive heat of William's gaze forced her to be rude. She had cut Rupert off just as he was about to start a new topic. She told him she had a lot of errands to run and needed to get off the phone, promising she would call him later.

*~~~*

William replaced the sheets on the bed then tossed the soiled ones into the hamper and turned on the shower. He was disappointed his little attempt at getting Elizabeth off the phone didn't work. He stepped into the shower, letting the force of the water drench him. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back wetting his face and hair.


Elizabeth rushed into the bedroom, hoping William was there waiting for her. She noticed he had changed the sheets and her clothes were lying on the bed. She felt her heart sank, thinking it was his way of telling her he wanted her to leave. She regretted calling Rupert but at the time she thought it was a good idea. She folded the comforter and started to get dress then changed her mind. She was going to join William in the shower. It would be the first time they had taken one together since there was never enough time before plus it would be an excellent way of apologizing for her bad judgment.


When William opened his eyes, he jumped from Elizabeth's presence. He could see the sexy haze in her eyes. She wanted him but he chose not to do anything about it. Instead he stepped out of the way to let her wet herself while he lathered up with the soap. He saw the disappointment in her eyes and part of him felt badly about it but there were still some jealous feelings lingering so he continued to ignore her. He waited until she was finished and handed her the soap. He rinsed off then stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist. He was preparing to brush his teeth until he saw Elizabeth step out of the shower through the bathroom mirror. He tried not to stare but the sight of her dripping wet was sexy. Trying to remember how to brush his teeth was suddenly a hard task as he watched her towel dry off. He was hardening.


When Elizabeth stepped into the shower, she had gotten an eyeful. William looked sexier wet all over. She wanted him bad but the feeling wasn't mutual. She decided to make it a quick shower and as she stepped out, she caught him looking at her. She hated the silence and she hated his moodiness although she couldn't blame him for being a little bothered but she was determined not to let anything further spoil their time together. To reel him back in she thought about his little show in the kitchen and decided two could play at that game. She pulled a towel off the rack and took her time drying herself off. Every movement she made was slow, precise and exaggerated from her bending over to dry her legs to way she patted the towel around her breasts. She wanted to laugh because she knew she looked silly but her plan was working. She could feel his eyes on her body as she bent, arched and swayed. Out the corner of her eye, she saw him step away from the bathroom sink. He must be getting hard she thought as she anticipated he would be jumping her bones soon but nothing happened.


Getting frustrated, Elizabeth wrapped the towel around her body. She had another way of getting his attention. She grabbed another towel off the rack and wound it up. She waited until William rinsed out his mouth before slapping him on the ass with the towel. The moody blonde laughed while rubbing the spot he knew had left a mark. He wanted revenge. He filled the rinse cup with cold water and threw it on her. Elizabeth screamed from the unexpected douse and wound up the towel again. William shouted they were even because he didn't want to feel another sting from her towel. They both laughed but Elizabeth wasn't satisfied. She shouted it was war and stung him on the leg.


William shouted he would give her a war and filled the cup with water again. Not wanting to get drenched, Elizabeth retreated to the living room. He chased after her. They both screamed like children in a playground, running around the furniture. William tripped on a rug causing him to spill the water. He managed to catch his balance but lost his towel in the process. Elizabeth pointed and laughed then ran into the bedroom. William wasn't far behind. She tried to close the door on him but he pushed it open. There was nowhere to run she thought as she came face to face with a flustered and aroused William. She was aroused too. He lunged at her causing them to fall back on the bed. He tried to pin her but she bucked and wiggled free. He grabbed after her, catching the hem of her towel and pulling it away from her body. The quick move slowed her down, allowing William to grab her from behind. Elizabeth twisted in his arms and they fell to the floor in laughter. He straddled her as he held both her wrists in one of his hands while he tickled her with the other. She shouted uncle before she peed on herself.


William released Elizabeth's wrists and collapsed along side of her. Breathing hard and panting out their laughter, they turned their bodies and looked at each other. There were those perfect moments in life and this was one of them. The laughing had stopped but their feelings for each other began to pour out of them. There was this irrational and uncontrollable need to touch. They kissed passionately as they groped each other while they rolled on the bedroom floor. First Elizabeth was on top and then William, tangling their limbs as each fought for dominance with their mouths glued to the others. The kissing was wet, deep and out of control as lips, tongues and teeth collided. William gained the upper hand when he filled her with his cock. Elizabeth wrapped her legs high up his back and like two alley cats in heat; they fucked as if the moment would be gone. They grunted and moaned until they both ran out of steam covered in each other's sexual sweat.

*~~~*

Elizabeth never made it home and never called Rupert. She and William sat on the bed eating pizza and drinking beer. She was wearing his black t-shirt while he wore sweatpants. They had fed each other then argued over who was getting the last piece. After a round of Rock, Paper, Scissors, Elizabeth triumphed.


They were both too lazy to take the pizza box and beer bottles into the kitchen so they littered the floor with them. They remained in bed while sharing embarrassing childhood and college memories, which somehow led to a belching contest. The loser had to clean up. William was the winner but helped Elizabeth anyway. Full and exhausted they returned to bed and watched TV before they both drifted off to sleep.
 

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