John entered Tuscany searching the room for his wife. He saw her sitting at a
table, her back to the door. He walked over to her, pulling the chair out to sit.
Before he could speak she said,
“I’m sorry you can’t sit there. I’m expecting my husband any minute.” Seeing the
playful gleam in her eye, he decided to play along.
“What if I just sit here until he arrives?” He said smiling.
“No, I’m afraid I can’t let you do that. If he comes in and sees you sitting here
with me, he’ll be anything but happy. And I won’t be able to help you.” Her
voice was taking a very seductive tone, and she looked up at him from her drink,
smiling. “He’s very possessive. He can’t stand other men even looking at me.”
“Well I think I can handle myself,” he said, pulling the chair closer to her and
sitting. Leaning in, he whispered, “Besides I’m not interested in looking at you.” He
placed his hand on her thigh under the tablecloth. “So tell me, what would he
think about me touching you?”
“Oh, he would kill you!” She had to fight to get the words to come out. Her mind
raced with thoughts of how she wanted him to touch her. His hands all over her
body. She could feel his breath on her neck. “Seriously, he could be here any
minute.” Her words soft and breathy.
He slid his hand up under her skirt, whispering in her ear. “Then why don’t we go
somewhere so no one can see us?” The look in his eyes was pure lust. He
watched her squirm as his hand caressed her inner thigh. A slight catch in her
breathing. He smiled knowing she wouldn’t be able to take much more before
giving in.
“John, stop it. People can see you.” Her eyes darted around the room to see if
anyone was looking. The thought of it aroused her even more.
“No, they can’t see anything but me whispering sweet nothings to my wife…
over drinks.” He nibbled on her earlobe. She could hardly breath. His fingers had
reached her panties. “You’re all wet. We should do something about that. And
you smell so good, what is that fragrance your wearing? I think it’s called Please
John Fuck me. Am I right?” His smiled widened as her face flushed.
“John… uh… Please.” She shifted in her chair, causing his finger to press harder into
her. Her eyes opened wide then fell closed. She turned to look at him. His face
was so close to hers. He looked so good. He was smiling at her predicament. “I
have to go to the ladies room,” she said, trying to regain her composure.
“If you go, I’m going with you. But you’ll have to walk in front of me unless you
want everyone to see this raging hard-on you’ve given me.” He withdrew his
hand from under the table and sat back in his chair.
Unable to wait any longer she took his hand as she stood. He stood directly
behind her as they walked. He puller her back into him so she could feel the
effect she had on him. “See what you do to me? I want you so bad.”
She peered into the ladies room. “There are at least three women in there. Looks
like your out of luck Sailor!” She smiled and turned to look at him.
He stepped away from her, and suddenly she was pulled back into the men’s
room. He pinned her against the door as he locked it.
“I’m getting lucky tonight one way or another pretty lady!”
He kissed her hard, pushing his tongue into her mouth. She did not resist. She
wanted him as much as he wanted her. Her hands began unbuttoning his shirt. He
kissed her, his hands unzipping her dress, letting it fall to the floor. He began
caressing her breasts. Pinching her nipples, causing her to moan a little louder
than she should considering how many people were there tonight. “Shhh try to
be quiet… there’s a full house out there you know…” He smiled knowing she
couldn’t help herself.
She undid his pants, and reaching in, she grabbed him firmly, “Oh God Doc!”
“Shhh remember…” She smiled at him. “I can play rough too you know.”
Picking her up, her legs wrapped around his waist. He pulled the thin strip of
material from the thong to the side as he entered her swiftly. Her eyes rolled
back, her mouth fell open, her bottom lip quivered slightly. She pushed his shirt
back off his shoulders and began clawing at his back. He began to thrust in and
out, harder and harder. Kissing her hard to stifle the moans trying to escape both
of them. He dipped his head and began to suck her breast. Her fingers ran
through his hair, pulling him closer.
“John please harder baby… harder.” She bit into his shoulder to keep from
screaming. His cock pounded in and out of her and she matched him thrust for
thrust. Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm. He lifted his head , looking her in the
eyes. “Look at me Marlena. I want you to look at me when you cum.” She lifted
her head, her eyes full of passion. Their eyes locked.
“God I love you John!”
With a final and forceful thrust they came together. He pulled her closer, feeling
her heart beat against his. Her face buried in his neck and she kissed his neck and
face repeatedly. He kissed her neck gently while pulling out of her. Unwrapping
her legs, she stood a little uneasily. She held on to him as he reached down for her
dress.
Making sure all was right with their clothes, he unlocked the door. Kissing her softly
on the lips he said, “I am so glad you talked me into eating out tonight.”
She smiled at him. “Me too.”
Suddenly the door opened.
“Doc, what the hell are you doing in the men’s room?”
“Roman… hi… Uh… there was…uh… a long line at the… um… ladies room and I
couldn’t wait so John brought me in here and… Um… had the door locked so no
one could come in. We were… um… we were just leaving.” Her face was bright
pink, and she avoided eye contact with her ex-husband at all cost.
John smiled proudly. “We were just heading back to the table to order? You
ready Marlena?”
“Yes, yes absolutely. See you later Roman.” She was still unable to make eye
contact.
As they walked out hand in hand, giggling like teenagers, she started walking
toward the table. “Where do you think your going?” he asked.
“To order food, I’ve managed to work up quite an appetite.” Smiling at her
husband she kissed him softly.
“Well make it to go because I’m not finished with you yet. And don’t forget to
order…dessert.” Raising his eyebrow he smiled down at her, knowing that the
night was still very young.
THE END
The Jarlena Journal 