House Guest
Chapter Nine

“James should see Torquay while he’s here, don’t you think, dear?”  Gerald said.  “Why don’t you take him down for a Cotton Candy on the Pier on Saturday?  Then I won’t feel so guilty going to my away match.”  He grinned at this bit of intrigue.

“By God, you never let her take me to Torquay!  And me one of your oldest and dearest friends!  What ‘s this Yank got on you, then Gerald?”  Have you been into the till, again?!!”  They had all laughed.  Good fun amongst friends.  Colin and Janet were indeed two of their best friends and were over for drinks along with another couple from down the street.  They had all loosened up considerably with the drinks and laughter.  

“Oh, he’s a charmer is James, and I should be worried, but when you keep your wife happy and seen to like I do, you don’t have any trouble sleeping at night.  No worry about my lass looking for a bit of spare, is there, love!  It’s all in knowing how and I know how to keep her happy!”  His open discussion of their sex life brought a blush to her face and they turned to teasing her.  Valerie nudged Gerald hard in his ribs for a first payment.

James stood silent, smiling but not really joining in the laughter.   The thought of a day alone with Valerie brought a flush of hope, and his heart beat a little faster.  He glanced quickly at her to see her response.  

“Would you care to do that, James?  I haven’t been for some time and you’d be lovely for a walk on the seaside.  Not like my husband who talks too much!”  

They all laughed at Gerald being sent up.   

“I fancy you on the beach, really.”  

Now they really laughed at her giving as good as she got in the exchange with Gerald.  Gerald smiled but his laughter was a little hollow.

“Never mind lads”, she may be a bit feisty now, but she’ll be after having another treatment from the expert when you’ve gone!  Right, love?”  He had given her bottom a pat as he said it.  She squirmed away on the pretext of getting drinks.  

“Oh, Gerald you are so full of yourself, I really don’t know what I’m to do with you.”

Valerie probably wouldn’t have fought back at him if she hadn’t, a few minutes earlier, watched as Gerald’s hand had strayed two inches too low on Janet’s hip and turned into fondling her bum.   Janet was a looker, she thought.  Gerald had even mentioned her in their bedroom a few nights ago and actually played out a fantasy with the vision of Jan’s bum fresh in his mind.  Valerie had felt a bit hurt by his fucking her so excitedly when she knew he was fantasizing about their buxom friend. 

Later, James had waited in the dark of the hall for Valerie to pad past on her way to bed.  She had closed the bathroom door quietly so that Gerald would not know when she started down the hall.  Their hands met.  They stood leaning against the wall, very close to each other.  James could feel the heat of her body very close, now touching.  His hand went to her hip and he gently fondled her through the silk of her slip.  He could feel her tremble slightly as his hand slipped to her breast and their lips met simultaneously in a kiss.  They stood silently, relishing the touching.  Her hand found him in the darkness and she gently stroked his hardness.

They stood that way for as long as Valerie thought safe and she made a slight move to go.  Then she stood on tiptoes, to rest her cheek against his.  Slowly she nodded her head against his cheek.  James squeezed her hand tightly in reply.

So, ………they  would go to Torquay together!!  James’ heart raced at the thought.  He wanted it to be perfect. Suddenly his head was making plans ahead, his body tingling with excitement, above the sheer level of excitement her body here in the hallway had provided.  

“Torquay,……… with Valerie ………on their own!” he said to himself.

Valerie had at last made her decision, and her heart, too, was racing, her mind spinning ahead to what it would be like.  She wanted him, wanted James to have her completely and openly, wanted him to make love to her, wanted him to fuck her and her to fuck him.  A warm glow seemed to engulf her.

They parted silently, trailing hands away from each other until only the tips were in contact.

Saturday dawned bright.  Gerald was getting ready to leave for the away game trip with his mates.  James and Valerie were talking over their outing to Torquay.  

“Gerald, the last time you went off with these rowdies, you didn’t make it home all night.  Are you planning on staying over in Exeter?”

“No, nooooo, I wouldn’t think so.”   He winked and grinned broadly at James.  “Well, I suppose an emergency could arise, of course!”  He laughed loudly.

“If that is what you have in mind, old dear, James and I may just stay over in Torquay, it will be a lot easier, anyway.  So, are you declaring now?  Or not?”  She smiled a little smile folded inside a suspicious frown.

“Well, that might not be such a bad idea.  Well if you are going to do that, I won’t feel the urgency to bang up the highway in the middle of the night!  Is that better for you?”  He was trying to turn this around to being her idea.  “Shall I look up a couple of rooms in a bed and breakfast for you?”

“Yes, I think you had better,”  she had her hands on her hips.

“Right, then, ………..right, I can do that.”  Gerald went to the phone.

Valerie’s eyes met James’ eyes with a “So there!” look of assertion, then turned into a warm fondling look.  James smiled at her with pleasure.  After bidding her husband goodbye with a kiss at his car door, she laughed and teased about something James couldn’t hear and came inside.  

“Now we won’t be so pressed for time, James, but we should be getting on the road.  James got us into an Inn right along the seafront, so we’ll be close to everything.  Shall we get going?”  She walked right up close to him and into his arms, her lips opened for his kiss.

James looked down into her lovely brown eyes, counting the flecks of other colors in them, and smiled his happiness at her.  

“Wonderful!”  His kiss was light on her lips and their mouths opened to taste each other gently.  He nibbled her pouty lower lip gently with his lips.

“Better not do that too much or we won’t make good time on the road, James!”  she laughed.  “I am so happy right now.  Do you know?”

“Yes, me too.”

“I think I’ve got past most of the guilty feeling.  After all, no telling what my dear husband will get up to tonight.  Still, we have to be aware we could run into someone we know down there.  It’s a popular spot.”  She looked a little pensive.

“Yes, of course. I won’t forget!”

“Yes, but it’s not you I’m worried about, is it.  It’s me!”  They laughed together and then went off to pack a bag.  

James packed quickly, then as a last moment inspiration, slipped his hand under his pillow and packed the nylon pantyhose Valerie had slipped into his hand the night before.  

“She seems to like the feel of them”  he thought, “And so do I, so …….”

Valerie had already thought her packing through carefully.  The sheer lemon colored panties and matching bra, cream-colored garter belt and dark brown nylons for starters.  The warm lambs wool sweater with the cowl collar against the evening chill by the sea, Extra pantyhose, a pair of white French knickers she had bought a week ago and not yet worn, and a pretty bra of the same color.  She was sure that James was likely to prefer the full-fashioned French knickers to the wispy bits of nothing she wore to please Gerald.  She brought the lemon colored sheer panties for a change of pace, just in case.  She packed a light cream-colored dress that she knew emphasized her breasts and left a lot of cleavage bare.

Valerie gazed into the mirror.  “It’s going to be alright,” she nodded her head firmly.  She turned on her heel and went downstairs where James was waiting anxiously.

“Ready?” she said brightly.

They were off and soon driving through the countryside, happily on their own at last.  James reached for her hand and placed his hand on her thigh, feeling the skirt slip over the sheer nylon of her taupe pantyhose.  She pressed his hand to her thigh and turned slightly toward him, watching his face as he drove rather intently, trying to remember the left side rule of the road.

Valerie led his hand along her thigh, slipping it under her short skirt to the top of her thigh.  

“Can you drive like this?”

“Yes, ………. I think so.  It is distracting, but I am willing to overcome it with my superb willpower.” He smiled and then glanced down at her thighs, the skirt now halfway up over the gleaming nylon-clad legs.

“Eyes on the road, my good man, if you please!”  She chided him.  “They’ll be taking you into custody!  And I’ll have lost my dinner partner!”

With difficulty, James took his eyes away except for quick little peeks the rest of the drive.  By the time they arrived along the oceanfront, his hand was fully between her thighs and had slipped higher until it was against her mound.

They took a walk along the pier, bought spun sugar, had a bag of chips and observed the tourists enjoying themselves in all shapes sizes and colors.   James wanted to kiss her, but there was always the chance of someone who knew her. He held back, satisfying himself with trailing his hand across the small of her back, or occasionally lower on her hip or bottom.

They soon found that they had had enough amusement and wanted to have what they really longed for, each other.  

“Shall we see if we can find that Inn?  Is that alright?” he said.

Valerie had been ready for sometime, now, and wondered why he didn’t suggest it.  

“Yes, that’s fine, let’s!  It’s been a lovely day so far, hasn’t it James?  Nice drive and now a nice walkabout here on the shore?”

He agreed, but his mind was now distracted by the thought of having her, and he scanned the line of buildings looking for the Inn.  Valerie smiled a little smile of pleasure that he wanted her so much. 

They soon managed to find the place and Valerie busied herself looking at cruise brochures in the lobby to cover her nervousness.  

“There we are, one for you and one for me,” he smiled wryly.  “Come along Valerie, it will be alright, I promise.”

They found their way upstairs and along the hall to her room first.  James opened the door for her and then followed her in.   They were in each other’s arms immediately, as if starving for days and finally being brought before a feast table.  His hands found her bottom and Valerie felt the electricity of his touch course through her.  Her bum was very sensitive, and she liked having it caressed.  

She cuddled herself in his arms, tight against his big chest, feeling small and protected by his embrace.  She could feel his hardness already pressing against her tummy and she knew that being together, touching and caressing in quiet moments had her juices flowing, too.  She slipped out of her shoes and stood on tiptoes to kiss him.  That was symbolic of becoming comfortable with the situation, she had taken the first move, she realized, even if it was just removing her shoes.

“It has been so long,” she began.

“Yes,” he said, “so long!”

His hands came to her breasts, lifting them, feeling them through the thin blouse.  His hands made slow circles around them, then slipped down to hold just her nipples.  His mouth sought hers and he felt Valerie begin unbuttoning his shirt.  His hands struggled with her blouse and soon her breasts were visible to his eyes.  He gasped slightly with the pleasure of them e in the twin lace cups of her bra.  They were beautiful and round.  His hands had explored them in the dark, but he realized he hadn’t really seen them properly before.  He thought of the several times he had angled for a look down her blouse, but this was something different.   The beginning of intimacy, to be able to take his time and stare at her lovely soft breasts, to put his hand inside, pressed into her by the tightness of her bra, playing with one bare nipple, the other through the joyous silkiness of her bra so brilliantly white before him.  Her skin shone through the nylon, enhancing the effect.

While he still stared at her, Valerie unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his trousers.  Then she looked up to see him still staring at the breasts now cupped by his big hands.  Valerie smiled and reached up to taste his lips, his tongue meeting hers and then toying with it.

Valerie waited for him to take off her skirt.  She wanted him to undress her completely, part of the unveiling of her to him, a part of her opening herself to him at last.  He knelt before her, now slipping her skirt down, sat back on his heels a moment and looked at her standing in her white lacy bra and half slip.  He held his hand to let her step out of the skirt and he moved it aside to a chair.  Slowly, his thumbs slipped under the elastic of her slip and began sliding it over her hips, as she watched his pleasure in his task.  

Her pantyhose were a medium dark shade, sheer to the waist, the center seam pointing toward and then diving into the crease that divided her body.  He pressed his lips to her tummy and kissed his way lower.  She wore no panties today and his lips brushed the curls protecting her pussy, feeling them spring back under his touch.  James’ hands were caressing her thighs at the back, running up to enjoy her full bottom, teasing her there, knowing how sensitive she was there – and besides he enjoyed the feel of her under his fingers.

Valerie pressed his head against her mound and ground it against him with eagerness that was now building very strongly in her.  She parted her legs for him, just a little, and his hand came up her thighs between her legs.

James was surprised and excited to find that she wore crotch-less pantyhose.   His hand parted her moist lips and he felt her body jump slightly.  She smiled down at him, and his surprised look changed to a big smile.  Somehow it seemed that her choosing crotch-less was a huge vote of love or confidence in him, a shared intimacy that made him feel loved and warm.  His hand was vertical between her legs, the edge of his palm spreading her lips.  Her moistness felt warm on his hand, thick and creamy.

Valerie felt him against her clitoris and along her wetness, aware that he was pressing to get closer, to get more contact along her wet slit.

James explored the wetness his mouth had found one night in the hallway where he had brought her to a satisfying orgasm that made her knees buckle.

He stood and held her in his arms while she loosened his pants and dropped them to the floor, urging him to kick them aside by holding his cock that had immediately sprung loose into her hand.  He had worn no shorts.  He thought she would find it sexy and wanted to please her in every way today.   Her hand circled him, slipping back and forth on the length of his shaft.  It felt so very good to her, and she heard him gasp with pleasure.  She slipped his foreskin back over the crown of his cock and realized that he already had copious amounts of pre-cum there.  It felt sticky, creamy, she remembered its taste and knelt immediately, breaking away from his kiss, and kissed his cockhead instead.  She gently licked the pre-cum from his cock, letting her mouth enjoy its taste, rolling it over and over on her tongue.

James reached for her, signaling her to stand again by lifting her breasts gently.  His hands were again on her silky bottom, which he seemed unable to get enough of. She finally pulled his hands back to her breasts, a difficult choice, but her breasts were soon singing with the feel of his caressing hands and his eager lips suckling on her nipples.  Slowly they were moving toward the bed as they continued to kiss and fondle each other.  Valerie felt the bed behind her knees and sat down, pressing her cheek against his belly and feeling his cock reach toward her chin.

She lay back on the bed before him and watched as he stared and admired her. Lying there in her lacy bra, breasts thrust out toward him, creamy thighs gleaming in the taut, sheer nylon, she felt pleasantly adored.  Valerie did a very assertive and sexy thing.  She raised her nyloned leg slowly and deliberately along his inner thigh, bringing her foot up between his legs to fondle his balls and then his cock which stood straight and rock hard in front of him.  She rolled her foot in its soft nylon covering over his cock.  

James rolled his eyes toward the ceiling, letting the pleasure slide over his body.  Then he knelt between her thighs and began to open the flower of her woman-ness.  Valerie slipped back on the bed, spreading her legs and raising her knees slightly.  

James stared at her pussy, watched it open as she spread her legs.  He watched her fingers come to her pussy and open the lips for him, letting him sit and watch the beauty of it -- looking like a bright coral flower, glistening now with a summer rain.  She spread her lips a little wider, showing herself to him, wanting him to enjoy her.  The pleasure of showing herself to him was exquisite and her nipples rose to crisp points.

His lips moved to kiss her fingers, first one and then the other.  Slowly, she opened a little wider, still spreading her lips with her fingers.  He kissed and licked her fingers more, then slipped to the pinkness, the bright pinkness of her inner lips.  They had a similar shape, but smaller and more brightly colored.   He tasted her, licked her clitoris, and licked along the crease of her body, making it glisten with even more wetness.  His lips found her clitoris and he heard her sharp intake of breath.  He nibbled on the little nub.  His tongue found the entry of her cunt.  His tongue went inside, as Valerie shrieked quietly with pleasure, pulling his head deeper into her.

“Oh, James, I don’t think I can stand much more.”  Her voice was tense.

James moved between her legs now, laying on top of her his belly against the warm comforting firmness of her mound, his tongue finding her nipples once again.  She reached between them and guided his cock to her entry.

“Oh, James, this is …………………………..  

“Yes, beautiful, ………….” His lips sealed hers, their tongues dancing and playing with each other.  she pulled him again, urging him to take her.

She moved the head of his cock along her crease and against her clitoris, then back to where she needed him to thrust into her; to thrust his nice big cock into her,  to satisfy her, to sanctify their deep friendship.

He entered the tightness of her entry.  She felt his cock-head snap past the initial tightness, and into her cunt.

James paused and looked into her eyes, his own eyes half closed with pleasure.  

“Oh, Valerie, you feel wonderful!!” his voice breathless with excitement.

She felt his cock slip slowly into her sheath, finding her intense warmth and pressing its way all the way in, filling her, touching her, then spreading the depths of her vagina.  His balls lolled against the cheeks of her bottom.  She slipped her hand between them to see if she had all of him inside her now.  Then their mounds were together, pressed tightly together.

Valerie opened her legs still wider, raising them around him and crossing them over his back, pulling him into her.  His lips were kissing her ears as he whispered.  

“Oh, Valerie, this feels so, so, so very good.  You are so tight and you feel perfect, like we were meant to be together like this.  I feel your pussy fondling me.”

“Yes, dear James, ……. Your cock is ………….. so ………… hot, so big, …….so, yes, that’s it, move in me, feel ……….. alll  ……all ….of …….me. ………feel all of my ……..my pussy.  Yes, James, yes , James, yes, give me all of your lovely cock, cum in me, cum in me, make me cum, James.  Ohhhhh yes, that’s it. Yes, give me your ………. Big knob, your  ….long cock.”  Valerie’s voice set a breathless tempo in his ear as he did her bidding.

She was all open to him and James slowly stoked in and out of her in steady, deep strokes, feeling her cunt sucking on him, feeling how his cock pushed its way back into her as each withdrawal ended.  He was fucking into her faster now, feeling her taking up his rhythm, rocking her hips to meet him as his cock slashed deep into her darling cunt.  She held him, not letting him go with the muscles of her cunt, he lingered, feeling every fold of her as he slipped in and out of her.

She felt wonderfully wet, deliciously hot, almost scalding hot on the sensitive skin of his cock heard.  James’ penis felt stripped and bare to her heat.  He was amazed at how full it felt; full with the excitement of her touch.

Valerie was beginning to pant, her breath coming short on the end of her clenching and thrusting against the lovely cock with its bare crown ‘feeling her up’ deep inside her cunt.  Her eyes were closed and she thrust hard against him.  James pressed his feet against the bed and pried upward, trying to get the upper surface of his cock to touch her clitoris as he slipped in and out of her.

James heard her slam her arms against the bed, then slash them along the sheets of the bed, thrusting onto him again, he redoubled his effort, thrusting his cock into her again and again, holding himself back to wait until she came.

Valerie felt a huge warmth begin in her loins.  It rumbled through her mound and tummy and then her whole body seemed to join in the celebration of  his thrusting cock and her clenching cunt.  And then the wonderful release consumed her body.  With one last shudder, coming from her shoulders and rolling down her torso, she clasped her arms around his neck and pulled herself up to him, kissing him and biting his lips.

“Oh…………Great, ………great, ……….Cum, my dear James, cum now in me,  Come on, my sweet, give me your cream now.”    Her cunt again pulled on him, milking him,  trying to draw his release along with all the sperm eager to be ejected out of his big balls.  She was still excited, and she want the feel of him spreading her apart to continue.  Valerie was determined to have all of him now at long last.

James felt the pressure building in his balls, then the sperm shooting up his penis as Valerie’s hot  clenching cunt  gripped him.  The sensation of his semen shooting up the inside of his cock coupled with the tight clutching of her hot sheath was thrilling beyond words.  His body continued spasming and thrusting until he was at last spent.      He savored each spurt as it flooded into her cunt.
Valerie felt his hot juicy cum splash into her. Again and again he shot into her, until she felt full, full of him and his juices.  And then, as his shaft slowly relaxed inside her body, she felt the pleasure of his sperm slipping out of her, down onto his cock, still feeling nice inside her, though not as rock hard now that she had given him release!

Valerie relaxed against the arm encircling her and pulling her close.  It was going to be alright, she thought.  She also knew that they were going to have a long leisurely lovemaking later tonight, now that they had satisfied their urgent need to share each other’s bodies.  She smiled into his eyes and sighed as their lips locked together.  His hand was protectively holding the mound of her pussy, keeping it nice and warm and cozy.  He slowly pulled the cover over their heads and kissed her deeply in the dark.  That is where they had started and it felt good.