Frank & Elyse – Chapter 12

xxx stories: Frank & Elyse – Chapter 12

by Burnt Redstone

Leaning back against the inside of her front door she thumped her forehead with her fist in frustration.

She’d been moaning! Out loud! God, how embarrassing!

It was bad enough that she kept finding herself standing in the kitchen doorway watching him work. Then he caught her and she banged her forehead on the doorway. Worse yet, when he was working topless she was unconsciously moaning as she watched him bunch and flex his sweaty muscles. She couldn’t help it! It was so fucking sexy!

She closed her eyes and rested her head back against the door. She had to get moving or she’d dwell on this and end up curled into a little ball on the floor.

It was only 4:20PM and she had until 7:30PM. She should run some errands. She should pick up some dessert for after the paella. Maybe ice cream. Everyone likes ice cream, right?

And wine! While she’d been distracted today she looked up a suitable wine companion for Frank’s paella and read about a nice fruity rosé from France. She wanted to find it in town.

She also wanted a garage door opener. Maybe she could find someone to install one for her.

Her mind suddenly filled with an image of Frank wearing only a small pair of tight shorts up on a ladder installing the opener. His hard muscles were glistening with sweat and his eyes burned with his desire for her.

SWAT!

She slapped her forehead to evict these devilish thoughts.

“Ooo!” she moaned as her stinging face had taken too much self-abuse today.

She pushed off the door and moved to put her laptop away. She grabbed her hoodie and headed back out. She had errands to run.

She spent a few hours searching for the items in town and was back home by 6PM to get ready. The wine went in the fridge to chill, the ice cream went into the freezer to harden and she rushed down the hall to get freshened up herself.

Elyse showered, washed her hair, and shaved her legs. Then she shaved her intimate areas as well because… you never know.

Next came the lotion to soften her skin. She used an unscented cream as perfumes gave her headaches. She was delighted that Frank wasn’t a cologne user and seemed to use unscented personal hygiene products as well.

Her hair was straight so she just used a brush and her hair dryer to dry and give it some body. She didn’t like adding gels or sticky sprays on her hair as she preferred it to be silky smooth.

A careful application of some eyeliner and eye shadow finished off with a lip gloss to moisturize and accentuate them. She got the impression from Frank that he appreciated a more natural look. She glanced at the time and saw she had to hurry. Lingerie and another off the shoulder knit dress, red this time and without the wrap. Red high heel pumps finished the outfit.

The doorbell rang and she jumped. With a final glance in her mirror she rushed down the hall to the front door and opened it to see Frank standing there with oven mitts on, holding a large cast iron frying pan with a lid on it. She watched his eyes widen and his lips curve into a smile as he gazed at her in appreciation. A tingle shot from her head to her toes.

“Frank! Please come in.” She stepped back as he manoeuvred the pan in the door. He slipped off his loafers by the door and followed her into her kitchen to set the pan down on the stovetop.

“Do you want the element on?” she asked.

“No, it’s done. Ready to serve,” he replied. He stopped to admire her outfit. “You look breathtaking!”

She was busy drinking in his masculinity with her eyes. He had on a black dress shirt, open at the collar under a grey, herringbone tweed jacket and dark slacks. His hair was still a little wet from the shower but that just accentuated the silver patches at his temples. She felt an almost tangible pull towards him.

“Right, so… do you have plates and a serving spoon?” he asked as she stood there silently admiring him.

“Sorry, I was just- you look… dreamy,” she sighed and he chuckled.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been called that before. Thank you!” he said more than a little self-consciously.

She finally got moving and put two plates on the counter and handed him a serving spoon. While he scooped out their portions she quickly set the table. Tablecloth, napkins, cutlery, wine glasses (empty) and water glasses (full). She glanced back at him and decided to add some candles. Once they were lit she moved back as he set the plates down. She collected the wine from the fridge and the wine cooler from the cabinet above the fridge.

“I picked up a bottle of wine. I read it goes well with paella. I hope you like it!” she said.

“I hope you like the paella!” he returned with a hopeful smile.

He held her chair again and she felt a secret thrill run through her. He sat across from her as she opened the wine and poured some into their glasses.

“Oh my god Frank, this smells and looks delicious!” she gushed.

“It’s one of my favourite recipes. I don’t make it very often… actually I haven’t made it in… some time, but I thought I’d like to share some with you.”

She lifted her glass and chuckled. “We seem to be toasting quite frequently.”

Frank looked at her in mock dismay. “We forgot to make a toast with our glasses of milk at lunch!”

She giggled at his silly look and raised her wine glass. “To amazing food with amazing people!”

“I can toast to that!” Frank grinned and raised his glass. They held each other’s eyes as they took a sip.

“Bold! Fruity! I think it will be a good mix with the paella!” Frank said in admiration of the wine.

“Strong too!” Elyse noted and Frank nodded.

She took a forkful of the paella including a piece of the chorizo and put it in her mouth. As she chewed the spiciness of the sausage combined with the flavors of the rice, chicken stock, and…

“Saffron?”

He grinned. “Yes! I’m glad you could taste that!”

“This is so good!” she sighed as she cut a slice of chicken and ate it with some of the rice.

He grinned happily then concentrated on his own plate.

They ate quietly for a bit then Elyse took a break and looked across the table. “How much did you get done… after I stopped distracting you?” Her cheeks went a little red as she said that.

He swallowed his mouthful then nodded as he kept his eyes on his plate. “I made good progress today. The ceilings are done. I also painted the walls in the front entrance.”

Her eyes widened. “You really did make good progress!”

He nodded again and smiled at her. “This is excellent wine!”

She poured him another as she recalled how tipsy she’d gotten the previous night. She wasn’t going to be the one drinking most of this bottle.

“You mentioned you traveled a lot. When did you learn how to cook like this?” she asked.

“Stephanie wasn’t a cook. The woman could burn water. It was either learn how to cook or starve,” he grinned.

“So you were the primary chef in the household?” she asked.

“Yup, for the first ten years or so at least,” he replied and shrugged.

“Then you started eating out more?”

He grinned. “No, well yes for me because I started to have to travel more for my job. For home we hired a housekeeper who would also make dinners. Mostly for Stephanie as I was going all over the world. We had no kids so it was just her.” He frowned.

“I don’t mean to pry. I’m just curious to know how you became this man who makes such awesome meals and is equally comfortable working on his house,” she said shaking her head in wonder.

He looked at her in puzzlement. “I’m not that special. I’m just moderately talented at a wide variety of things.”

She snorted. “Moderately talented! You have no idea what moderate means do you!” she teased with a grin.

“Moderate: Keeping within reasonable limits. Not extreme, excessive, or intense. I’m sure you’ve met people with greater talents. Your exes for instance! They must have had some talents that were greater than moderate for you to have married them!” he blurted enthusiastically then his face went beet red as he heard the words that had just escaped his mouth. “Oh god. I’m sorry.”

She held her hand up and smiled at him. “It’s ok. No offense taken.” She watched Frank until she saw he’d calmed down.

“Derrick was a very good basketball player. The team who signed him wanted him desperately and he was really good at his job. He had… other talents, it’s true, but he also traveled a lot for that job and he shared his other talents with any woman who asked. Our marriage lasted only three years. Michael was a football player and he was reasonably good at that but to get better he started taking steroids. It made him a better player but it ruined our marriage as he started to get violent. He wouldn’t listen to my concerns about his drug use. Then I found evidence he’d also cheated on me when he was on the road. When I confronted him about it he beat me unconscious. That’s why he gave me my quick divorce. It was either that or jail time.”

She looked up into his eyes and was surprised to see he was visibly angry. “What’s wrong?”

“What kind of monster would hit you?” he growled deep in his chest and she saw a visible tremor shake his broad shoulders.

“One on drugs that made him unstable. I tried but couldn’t make him stop taking the drugs. I wasn’t about to tolerate his infidelity. Getting out was my only option.” She reached across the table and took his hand. That seemed to calm him down.

“So it was just you and Stephanie and the housekeeper?” Elyse asked trying to draw out more of Frank’s story.

“Yes, we’d tried to have kids early on in our marriage but Stephanie had a miscarriage. A bad one. I almost lost her and it shook us up. A couple of years later we tried again but once more she miscarried. It was awful. I got her to promise we wouldn’t try again. I offered to get a vasectomy but she insisted the pill was a better option as it helped her in other ways. Two years later she stopped taking the pill without telling me and she became pregnant for a third time. I was travelling more by that point and didn’t find out until I was called home to see her in the hospital. The damage was pretty extensive and they had to remove her uterus to save her life.” He shook his head and took a deep breath. “I was angry and scared and I wanted to scream at her but she looked so destroyed in that hospital bed I… I couldn’t do it. Instead I tried to console her but she lashed out at me. She told me the third child wasn’t mine.”

Elyse gasped.

“I loved her. I wanted to fix our marriage. When she recovered from the miscarriage she began asking for cosmetic surgery to ‘fix imperfections’. I told her she was perfect as she was but she just kept pushing. To keep her happy, I agreed. I had to work more hours to afford the treatments she was asking for. I was asked to take over our acquisitions department which meant more money but a lot more travel. It was the only way I could afford to pay for Stephanie’s new hobby.” He took another breath and Elyse gently squeezed his hand. He smiled at her but his eyes were a little glassy.

“Rhinoplasty, liposuction, breast augmentation, face lift, porcelain caps for her teeth. Once she’d exhausted the operations she could get she started in on trainers. She wanted to tone and harden her muscles. I told her I would work out with her but she told me I wasn’t trained and she wanted a professional. I didn’t know this would be an ongoing expense. She then needed tennis lessons and a tennis pro to teach her. She got an expensive membership at a country club and showed off the new Stephanie there. She made new friends, none of whom I was allowed to meet. By this point I had no time to meet them anyway as I was spending most of my time either at the office, on a plane, or in a hotel. When I was home Stephanie was indifferent or hostile towards me so it was just easier to go back out on the road.” He shuddered and drained his wine glass.

Elyse realised she was still holding his hand and he wasn’t pulling away. If anything he was holding tighter. She reached for the wine bottle with her free hand and poured more in his glass. He nodded his thanks and took a few more mouthfuls. Whatever he had to say must have been difficult for him.

“Then I got a call from a neighbor. Burt. Nice older man. Lived in the house behind ours. He said… he said there was something going on in my back yard that I needed to see. So… I went home at lunch. When I got there I saw black smoke rising up from the back yard. I ran around and saw a roaring blaze in the fire pit. It was our photo albums… and her wedding dress. She was burning everything that connected us.”

Frank lifted his wine glass to his lips and swallowed. Then he began again. “I wasn’t alone in the backyard. Stephanie… she… my wife was by the pool… spit roasted between the cocks of her tennis pro and her fitness instructor. I asked her what the hell she was doing but she just ignored me and kept going. If anything she got louder and more aggressive. I wasn’t going to just stand there and watch so I turned to leave. That’s when she lost it. She flew into a rage and came at me claws extended. I pushed her in the pool to cool off and her fitness instructor, Gunter… a big guy, he came at me swinging. The police pulled me off him. Burt called them when I got there. Smart man. I might have killed the trainer. He’d broken one of my ribs and my nose but it took a week for him to regain consciousness.”

He took another gulp of his wine. “Surprisingly the Tennis Pro told the police I was just defending myself. Stephanie had taken off. Burt came over and gave a statement as he’d watched the entire thing from his back window. The next day I was notified by my lawyer that Stephanie was filing for divorce. During every meeting at the lawyer’s office she’d tell me about the men she’d fucked since her third pregnancy. She never told me who got her pregnant the third time but I think it was someone we both knew. Maybe one of my business partners while I was out of town. She… she fucked everybody. Most of the husbands of the couples we knew. Friends of the family with a cock. If I had any kind of relationship with a man she would find a way to fuck him or suck him. All of it… all of it was to punish me. For not being there for her. For abandoning her. For not being enough of a man for her.”

A huge shudder went through his big frame and he closed his eyes. But he didn’t let go of her hand.

Elyse looked at the man sitting across from her and thought about his… confession. She understood now. That’s what this had been. She could hear it in the tone of his voice and see it in his body language. He believed he was responsible for what she’d done.

“Frank?”

His eyes opened and looked at her sadly.

“I’m sorry your wife decided to punish you instead of just talking to you. If she’d just sat down and told you how she was feeling all of this could have been avoided. Even if you had been honest about how angry and scared she’d made you by the third miscarriage you have to remember that she’d already betrayed you. Instead of trying to talk to you about her feelings she chose to betray your love by taking a lover. She’d already given up.”

Frank jolted in her grip but she held on. His eyes took on a desperate look and she got up and walked over to his side of the table. She tugged until he stood up. She pulled him into a hug and she felt his hard body trembling. He clung to her body like a lifeline.

They stood like that, gently rocking back and forth and she waited for the tears. But they never came. Instead, Frank’s trembling slowly stilled and Elyse’s body began to respond to the heat and solidity of the man pressed so firmly against her. She didn’t want to ruin the moment for him but her body was tingling like mad and it was all she could do to keep from grinding against him.

He pulled back from her so he could see her eyes and she saw his need in his. Frank’s lips touched hers gently like he was still unsure she wanted his kiss. She pressed her lips more firmly against his and the kiss became sensual. He stroked her lush lower lip with his drawing a gasp from her. Then he gently sucked on her upper lip and ran the tip of his tongue along its surface. Elyse felt that sensual touch fire electric bolts through her entire body. She moaned and his tongue found her lower lip.

Shocks were going through her body continuously as she clung to him, grinding her pelvis against him. Something was rising to press back against her deliciously. That felt promising!

Elyse sucked Frank’s tongue into her mouth and his hands slid down her back to knead her ass cheeks in his strong fingers. The bulge in his pants rubbed insistently against her mound causing her to gasp into his kiss. She had to have him! Now!

She pushed him back and he looked at her in surprise. She grabbed his hand and dragged him down the hallway to her bedroom. She shimmied out of her dress and stood before him in her lingerie. He gasped as he gazed at her body.

“My god you’re beautiful!” he sighed.

“Your turn,” she smiled, warmed by his words. He began to undress while she lit a few candles around the room. She turned the overhead light off and the room became far more intimate. She turned back to him and saw he was down to his black silk boxers. She grinned as he’d put on his own sexy underwear.

He was looking a little nervous so she prowled up to him and wrapped her arms around him to pull him into a hug. He felt so good especially when his big hands were on her body. She loved being in his strong arms and she felt him stiffening in his boxers once more. She smiled.

Pulling back she looked into his eyes and moved her lips to his. His lips were soft against hers and his tongue stroked her plump lower lip once before her tongue came out to caress his. They kissed deeper, tongues tangling in each other’s mouths, breath coming in gulps as their hearts beat rapidly.

He moved his hands down once more but this time they went under the waist band of her silk panties to hold the flesh of her ass.

“OOoohhhh fuck!” Elyse pulled back to gasp as she rested her forehead against his. His hands were doing incredible things to her ass and her legs were beginning to get wobbly. She had to get them on the bed. Except he was pulling her tighter against his hidden cock and squeezing her ass as he did it. She felt her tingling become a bonfire.

“Frank! Wait! Oh my god! You’re getting me so hot!” she gasped as she pushed at his chest.

He finally relented and she stepped back from his chest. She looked at him and his eyes were looking into hers with heat and desire raging in them. He wanted her! FUCK that was HOT!

She took his hands and pulled him after her until they were at the end of the bed. She turned his back to the bed and gently pushed him back so he sat on the edge. “Move up to the pillows,” she commanded in a silky purr. He pulled himself up the mattress then she followed on her hands and knees. When he was high enough she stopped him with a hand on his ankle. He looked down the bed as she slowly climbed up his body. She wanted to rip his boxers off but a slow reveal would be sexier.

Elyse lowered her body over Frank’s and his hands found her ass once more. She felt the ridge of his cock resting against her clit and she gasped as he rocked her back and forth across it.

His lips found hers again and she kissed him deeply, sucking on his clever tongue which was doing sexy things in her mouth.

“OH FUCK FRANK! OH GEEZE!” she cried out as his hands slipped down between her ass cheeks to stroke across her tender flesh. She felt her pleasure getting out of control and she could find herself cumming too soon so she pushed herself down his body to move his hands away from the danger areas. She watched him lift his fingers, wet with her juices, up to his face. He looked at the juices covering the ends of the two fingers he’d stroked her with. His eyes moved to hers and held them as he slipped the fingers into his mouth.

“ohhh!” she moaned watching him suck the slickness from his fingers. She felt herself throb in reaction to the sexy, hungry look on his face.

“I’ve never tasted a woman before. I want more,” he rumbled.

She trembled at his words but grinned up at him. “You’ll have to wait your turn.” She moved further down and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of his boxers. He arched his back lifting his ass from the bed so she could pull them down. The elastic caught on his cock which slapped up against his body when she managed to tug the boxers further down.

Elyse took her first look at Frank’s naked and very erect cock. Her mind immediately compared it to the ones she was most familiar with. Derrick was nine inches with a decent girth. Michael had been eight inches but slimmer. Looking at Frank’s she realized it was much like him. While it was probably six and a half inches in length its girth was a little daunting. Like his wide shoulders and broad chest, his cock was thick! Thicker than both of her exes… maybe combined!

And hard! She wrapped her fingers around its heat and it felt like iron. She couldn’t recall either of her husbands getting this hard! It felt so silky smooth in her hand.

“Oh geezus.” Frank moaned as she stroked it.

“Are you close Frank?” she purred looking up at him with a sexy smile.

He lifted his head from the pillows to look down his body. “What? Uh, no, your hand just feels really good!” His head dropped back as he enjoyed the sensations.

“Really, then you might like this.” Elyse ran her tongue up the underside of his cock from the base to the fat head.

“OH FUCK! What- what was that?!?” His head rose from the pillows once more to stare down at her in surprise.

She raised her eyebrows. “You’ve never experienced this before?” She stroked his cock once more with her tongue then began licking the sides of the heavy flesh, kissing her way upwards. She felt both powerful for how she was making him writhe in bliss and nervous about how fucking thick his cock was! She was picturing it forcing its way inside her and she gasped at the image in her mind.

“Oh my god! That’s- FUCK! Oh geezus that’s incredible!” he cried out as her lips finally reached the purple cap of his heavy appendage. She slid the head into her mouth and ran her tongue over the hot, soft surface.

“FUCK! Oh fuck! Elyse! What you’re doing to me! Oh GOD! FUCK! Ahhhh, that’s so good!” he jumped and jolted under her busy lips and tongue.

Elyse was in heaven. She loved the feel of a cock in her mouth and Frank’s was amazing. It was so damn hard! She could feel his rapid pulse in it. It was difficult to get much of it in her mouth due to its girth but she tried. It didn’t bend but it had a gentle upwards curve. That gave her an idea. She slipped her panties off, moved up the bed then swung her leg over Frank’s chest. He gave her a worried glance.

“Not teasingly light and not too rough. You have a sensual touch so you’ll do fine,” she grinned.

He smiled and nodded. His big hands were on her hips then she felt herself being lifted up towards his face. Fuck he was strong! She gasped as his lips kissed and caressed the insides of her thighs. He was already doing well.

She turned her attention back to his cock which was now upside down for her. Its curve would work with her instead of against her now. She gripped the base and tingled at how hot and stiff it was. She moved her lips to kiss the head and pulled back to cry out as Frank’s tongue finally reached its target and stroked across her pussy.

“YES! Oh Frank! That’s good! Like that!” she gasped out to him as he ran the flat of his tongue up and down her wet pussy. He began to plunge his tongue deep into her as he stroked across it and she writhed in his strong grip. His hands had moved to her ass once more and his fingers were stroking her sensitive bits as well.

She was at risk of being overwhelmed by the sensations so she turned her attention back to Frank’s cock. She’d squeezed a bead of precum out and it glistened on top of the head. She dipped her tongue into the droplet and stroked it over the head of his cock feeling him jump under her body. She smiled to herself. He was going to love this! She opened her mouth wide and plunged forward, taking his cock deep into her mouth until the fat head wedged itself in the top of her throat and would go no further.

“AAAHHHH!!! FUCK! ELYSE! FUCK! AHHHHHH!” Frank cried out, her pussy momentarily forgotten as the intense bliss of having his cock buried in her throat blotted out his senses. “Oh my god!”

Elyse’s eyes were rolling back. The feeling of his thick, hot cock so completely filling her mouth was overwhelming. She never wanted it to end but she couldn’t breathe so she reluctantly pulled her head back and slid his cock out to the head. Then she drove it back down.

“OOHHHH FUCK!!!” Frank gasped.

She pulled back and drove forward fucking her mouth with his cock. She realized she was unable to get it in as far now because it was swelling to become thicker.

Then Frank’s mouth was back on her pussy, sucking and licking vigorously as one of his thick fingers slid deeply into her.

She gasped with a mouthful of cock and moaned as he pumped the thick digit in and out while he thrashed her clit with his tongue. She was going to cum if he kept that up and she couldn’t stop him. His index finger on his other hand was teasing her asshole as he fucked her with his finger- OH SHIT! Two now!

Elyse was racing up to a colossal release as she pumped Frank’s cock deep into her mouth. She felt his hard muscles begin to stiffen up in preparation of his own orgasm. With his finger circling her tight ass teasingly it was too much for her and her body went into convulsions as her orgasm ripped through her mind. She still had his cock in her mouth and she sucked harder.

“CUMMING ELYSE! I’M CUMMING!” Frank called out, trying to pull his cock from her mouth but she firmly held it in place as his balls unloaded into her mouth. She gulped and swallowed as quickly as she could but there was just too much and she couldn’t concentrate with her body exploding through its own fireworks.

She pulled her head back to release his cock, squeezing out the last of his cum with her lips. Then she reached back and pushed his hand from her body before flopping down over him, gasping for breath.

“Oh my god Elyse… that was… it was… I’ve never…” Frank struggled to put into words his first time experience, and failed.

She smiled. It had been heavenly for her as well. God, he was so damn sexy! She pushed herself up and swung her leg over his body so she could lie beside him. She smiled up at him and saw him smile in return so she tucked herself against his side as he brought his arm around her to pull her in tight.

He was looking into her eyes in wonder and his gaze sent a tingle through her entire body.

“That was the most wonderful thing I have ever experienced!” he said in awe.

“So… you’ve never done that before?” she asked quietly.

“No. Stephanie was my one and only and right up to the last time we made love… which was a very long time ago, she insisted on me being on top and our mouths were only to be used for kissing. I wasn’t even allowed to touch her down there.

“But there are so many other ways to enjoy sex!” Elyse gasped.

“Yes… I guess she discovered that… without me.”

Elyse frowned sympathetically then leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss. “If it makes you feel better now you can learn all those other ways with me!”

Frank snorted in amusement and she looked at him in surprise. “If it makes me feel better? Learning all the wonderful ways to enjoy sex with the sexiest woman I’ve ever met? Yes please!” he said with a big grin. His grin dropped for a second. “I have to warn you though, I’m a complete novice so you may have to repeat the lessons many times for me to get it right.”

Elyse beamed a wide excited smile at him and swung her leg over him to move her body up onto his. She immediately moaned as his cock was pressing against her still sensitive pussy.

“Wait! Wait! I don’t have any condoms! Are you on the pill?” Frank gasped.

Elyse bit her lip and groaned because he was right. She’d jumped into the deep end before thinking. “No, I’m not on the pill and it wouldn’t be safe to go without some protection at this time.” She pouted as she dragged herself up and down on his stiffening cock. God it got hard so fast!

“We have to stop! Geezus!” Frank moaned. “Please stop that!” he pleaded as Elyse’s hips were rocking on their own as she rubbed herself against him.

Her hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they gyrated faster and faster. It went on and on and Frank was getting desperate as each turn seemed to bring the head of his cock closer to her wet opening.

He took her head between his big hands and kissed her, deeply. This just made her hips rock faster and she whimpered into the kiss. She was clinging to him with all her strength so he rolled them over until she was under him. Her movements were now restricted but his cock was pressing much more firmly against her clit.

Elyse pulled back from his kiss. “OH FUCK! FRANK! I’M RIGHT THERE! FUCK!”

Frank looked down at her desperately. He didn’t seem to know what to do but he began rocking his own hips in a slow circular motion. He was careful to make sure he didn’t drive his cock inside her.

Elyse couldn’t believe how much better it now felt. The pressure he was adding was bending her mind! “YES! YESSSSSSS FRANK! LIKE THAT! LIKE- LIKE- OH! FUCK! LIKE… FFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!!” she screamed as her body crested explosively. She grabbed his ass and squeezed hard, pulling him tighter against her.

Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her senses until she was spent and gasping for breath. She blinked her eyes open and saw Frank gazing down at her with a happy smile.

“Did I do that right?” he asked.

“Oh my… god Frank!… Yes… you did very well!” she panted.

She suddenly realized he was still very hard. She was almost exhausted but she had an idea. She caught her breath then tugged on Frank to get him to move up.

“Frank, I want you to bring that beautiful cock of yours right here between my breasts. Kneel over me and stroke it between them.”

His eyes went wide as she undid her lace bra and freed her heavy tits.

“They’re beautiful!” he gasped as he climbed up her body, careful not to put too much weight on her.

“I want you to fuck them with your hard cock!” Elyse said to Frank with a wicked grin. She saw his cock twitch as he heard her naughty words. He smiled and pushed his cock down between her tits and she squeezed her soft flesh around it.

“Oh my, that feels really good!” he said and he slowly pumped his cock between her tits.

“Mmmm, it looks sexy as hell from my vantage point.” Elyse replied as she watched the thick head slide into view and disappear in her cleavage.

Frank must have been close as he began to twitch and speed up. Elyse squeezed her tits tighter together and he moaned at the sensation. His hips picked up speed again.

“Elyse! This feels too good! I’m going to cum!”

“Just let it happen Frank. Give me your cum. Fuck my tits and cum for me!” she said, keeping up the naughty talk as it really seemed to excite him. Stephanie must have been quite the prude… before she… changed.

“Fuck! I’m cumming! Fuck! Ahhhh!”

Elyse tipped her chin down and opened her mouth with her tongue extended to catch his cum. She was surprised when the first jet shot into the back of her mouth. The second struck her tongue and the third landed on her cheek. She leaned closer and sucked the thick head between her lips and caught the next few directly in her mouth. She had to rest her head back and a final surge landed on her neck.

“Oh my god Elyse! That was incredible! You’re incredible!” Frank gushed as he carefully lifted himself off of her body. Her face was flushed and her nipples were stiff with excitement. He looked from them to her eyes. “Did… you want to-”

“No! I mean no, I’m good! Actually… I’m exhausted,” she smiled tiredly up at him.

Frank had a smile on his face and Elyse looked more closely at him. He seemed truly relaxed for the first time since she met him. “How are you feeling?”

“Happy.”

She grinned. “Me too.”

“Good.”

“I’m kinda sticky though,” she teased.

She watched his face turn red with embarrassment. “You said…”

“I know. I’m teasing! I’m going to take a quick shower. You can join me but no funny business!” she said with a fake stern look when his eyes lit up.

Frank helped her up and followed her into the ensuite. She set some towels on the counter and tucked her hair into a shower cap as she was too tired to spend time drying it. Then she stepped into the shower stall to get the water running. She gestured for him to join her once the water was hot. She watched Frank but he was back to his gentlemanly behavior. He washed her quickly and efficiently and didn’t try to cop a quick feel. When he turned her to rinse the soap away he felt a knot in her shoulder muscle so he massaged it until it was loose. She moaned in relief as her muscles turned to putty under his strong hands. Eventually she moved out from under the spray and he quickly washed himself.

Elyse went out to sit on the edge of the bed. She bit her lip as she watched Frank walk out of the bathroom with only his towel wrapped around his waist.

“Frank?”

He was picking up his boxers from the floor. “Hmm?”

“Would- would you stay with me tonight?” she asked and bit her lip nervously.

He smiled and nodded. “I’d like that.”

“Tomorrow you buy condoms. Lots of condoms.”

She surprised a laugh out of him. “Sure.”

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