Monsieur Le Fantome
lefantome@gmail.com
Elizabethan Tryst
elizabet.txt
Straight
MF, adultery

No, I'm not talking about men in tights and women in corsets.

From the first day Elizabeth started working in the office I knew that I'd have
to have a piece of that. It wasn't long before I learned that she was married,
as am I, but in a way in my twisted mind, that made somehow less wrong if we
were both breaking vows.

Over time, she and I would exchange witty email banter over office issues, but
always more sarcastic and flirtatious than your "usual" business email. On
Monday, I forwarded her an email I had received about participating in commando
Thursdays. You know, the thing where you "go commando" on Thursdays (if you
don't already do it every other day if the week).

On Thursday, I noticed that she was dressed in a form-fitting black sweater and
khaki pants. We passed each other in the hall. I noticed her glancing at my
crotch, and I happily reciprocated with a glance of hers. Her face flushed with
anticipation, but it was not the right time. Work had to be done, and we went
our separate ways.

After lunch, I sent her an email explaining that I had a research project to do
in the sub-basement in one of our records rooms, and asked if she would be
available to help. I cc'd her team lead so they wouldn't be suspicious at what
would likely be a lengthy absence from her desk. Our appointed meeting time
would be 2:00 p.m.

At 1:45, I went down to the sub-basement to ready my plans. I had been planning
just such a tryst for months, and had taken supplies down to the records room in
small batches, being careful to hide them in boxes stuffed in the corner under
other boxes of records. I had some small candles, some wine, and a few blankets
cached away for just such a day. I spread the blankets down on the concrete
floor and lit the candles and placed them carefully on the surrounding shelves
so that they wouldn't catch the building on fire. I uncorked the wine and
glanced at my watch. It was 1:57.

I climbed the stairway back up to the security door to the sub-basement and
opened it promptly at 2:00 p.m. Elizabeth was standing there, hands clasped in
front of her, wryly smiling as I opened the door. When she moved her hands, I
could see the beginning of a spot of wetness on her pants. I knew I was in for a
most pleasurable experience once we were back in the records room.

We were both silent as we descended the stairs and wound our way back to the
records room. She entered first and I followed. I closed the door and pulled
several boxes in front of the door so that in the unlikely event that someone
else thought it would be a good time to go through some old records, they
wouldn't be able to bust in on our business.

I turned around and saw Elizabeth looking around the room, examining the
preparations. I flipped off the light switch and picked up the bottle of wine.
The only light remaining in the room now came from the candles on the sides of
the room.

I offered the bottle to her, and she accepted it with a smile. She took three
large swallows of the drink of the righteous. After bringing the bottle back
upright, she noticed a small dribble of wine slipping down the neck of the
bottle. She glanced at me and then licked the droplet up in a most suggestive
manner.

Elizabeth handed the bottle back to me, and I took several swallows of the drink
while she pulled our bodies together and began caressing me with her hands. I
hastily put the bottle down on the floor and immediately snapped back up to meet
her mouth in an animalistic kiss. Our breathing immediately became labored, and
we knew it wouldn't be long now.

We each kicked off our shoes and pulled off our hosiery. Then I began pulling
her sweater up over her head to reveal her taut abdomen and shapely breasts
cupped in a satin bra, black of course. She unbuttoned my shirt in a frenzy and
pulled off my undershirt in a single motion. Her fingers immediately found their
way to my chest and played happily in the soft curls of hair.

I slid my hand around her ass and up between her legs. The wet spot was much,
much larger now and I said, "I think we need to take these off so they can dry."
I knelt down in front of her and unfastened her pants. As I slid them down and
she stepped out, I was able to survey the object of my conquest -- a sweetly
aromatic and swollen pussy.

I stood up again and she unzipped my pants and easily found my erect member. She
stroked it gently and unfastened my belt allowing my pants to drop to the floor.
She went on her knees and took her time examining my now throbbing cock. A small
stream of pre-cum was slipping down my shaft and she gave me the same look as
she did right before she licked the wine bottle. Sure enough, her moist tongue
lapped up the sweet liquid as she moaned in pleasure at tasting me for the first
time. She continued to work her mouth over my cock for several minutes as I ran
my fingers through her soft brown hair.

I gave her a gentle tug to signal that it was my turn to give some pleasure. I
lowered her to the floor and teased her pussy with my moistened rod. She was
massaging her tits and pinching her nipples as I slid my cock against her clit.
I slid down, kissing and licking her as I went, until my mouth was hovering just
above her juice box.

I licked the length of her pussy from her clit to her ass, and she lifted her
pelvis to meet my hungry mouth. I deep-tongued her hole; tasting the sweet and
salty mixture that had lubricated her so well. Moving my attention back up to
her clit, I began to 'write' words with my tongue over her pulsating button.
"Fuck me whore". "Suck my cock." "I want to make you scream." And on and on and
on.

I wet my fingers with her love juices and slid them inside of her and quickly
found her g-spot. I knew I had hit gold when she let out a moan of pleasure. I
established a gentle, but consistent rhythm -- licking and sucking her clit
while stimulating her g-spot from the inside. It was not long before Elizabeth
began to shake. Gently at first, but quickly moving into somewhat violent
convulsions of pleasure as I continued to suck her button and finger her hole.

The wetness between her legs exploded as she came again and again; riding the
waves of pleasure only this kind of illicit sex could produce. I eased off after
awhile to let her recover, but only for a few seconds. I repositioned myself
between her soft thighs, resting her legs on my shoulders as I slid my cock deep
into her. She immediately pulled me to her mouth and deep kissed me to taste the
lingering essence of herself in my mouth.

My slow and deliberate thrusts progressed faster and faster to the point where
my balls slapped her ass and I could feel her tightening around my cock as she
began to come once again. I couldn't take any more and released my full load
into her well-pounded pussy. We collapsed in a pile of sweat and exhaustion as
we considered what we had just done.

©2005 lefantome