Clad only in a white terry cloth robe, Marlena saunters into John’s home office.
With a spoon in one hand and a carton of Haagen Dazs chocolate ice cream in the other, she walks over to where John sits. Deciding to go back to work, John had been practically buried in his office the last few weeks. His eyes were focused on the computer screen as Marlena pushes her way in front of him, straddles his legs and sits on his lap. She takes a bite of the ice cream, seductively licking the spoon. Totally oblivious, John simply turns his swivel chair to the side to stare once again at the computer screen. “Look what I have,” she purrs. “You want some?” Marlena holds the spoon with the ice cream close to his lips. John tilts his head to the side, never looking at her. “Honey…I’m working.”
“Uh huh…you can do that later.” Marlena moves her body back in front of him to impede his view. Sighing heavily, John finally glances up giving her an exasperated look.
“Doc, I’ve got to finish this. I told Victor I would be there at the shareholders meeting in the morning, and I’ve got to finish this report!”
Paying no attention to his protest, Marlena scoops another bite of ice cream out and begins to lick it alluringly. She reaches to the tie of her robe and loosens it slightly to reveal a sliver of her creamy skin.
“Baby…really…I don’t have time right now.” John struggles to stay focused on the business before him, glancing quickly to her bare midriff and letting his eyes fall slightly below. He pats her thigh and smiles, “later…okay?”
Marlena sits quietly without moving. Somewhat dejected she gives him a meager smile but determines to get what she wants. She shifts her weight and grinds against his groin. She turns to put the ice cream carton on the desk, causing her robe to fall open exposing one supple breast. John grinds his teeth together, a slight flutter in his stomach notifies his senses. Marlena turns back to him not bothering to gather her robe. “What if I promise…not to keep you long?” She bends to his ear, purposefully rubbing her breasts against him. John closes his eyes and breathes in her scent—his stomach constricting in want. Marlena stiffens the tip of her tongue, running it along the top of his ear, her breath hot and moist. “Honey…” she whispers. “Come on…” she pleads.
Marlena takes his hand in hers and moves it to her breast, where John grabs her firmly, gently squeezing as he quickly loses his presence of mind.
Her middle aching for his touch, she unties her robe completely and lets it slip off her shoulders, revealing more of her beautiful tanned body. John is lost as he brings his lips to her hardened nipple. Marlena tilts her head back and runs her fingers through his hair. “Oh…yes…” she whispers.
John places his hands on her hips, flicking his tongue gently across her nipples as her body explodes with tiny chill bumps. Concentrating on her breasts, he works on each one gently and thoroughly. He alternates sucking and then kissing her nipples tenderly—driving her into a passionate frenzy of desire. Marlena reaches down, fingering that soft patch of hair, signaling to John that she needed more. John struggles to stand and wraps his arms around her, lifting her slightly as she wraps her legs around his waist as her robe falls to the floor. He walks slowly to the leather couch, kissing her hard on the lips before gently sitting her down. Positioned perfectly, Marlena spreads her legs to oblige him as John quickly slips from his clothes. He drops to his knees and, without losing time, buries his face at her slippery center. His fingers explore every fold and crease, the lips of her vagina glistening with moisture.
“Oh sweetheart…you are so wet!” he groans, looking up, his eyes wide with pleasure. Finding her little button of electricity, John makes circles with his thumb and forefinger before plunging two fingers inside her as his tongue laps at her soaked opening.
“Oh…John…” Marlena bucks lightly against his fingers as she reaches her first peak. “I’m…gonna…cum…” she purrs. Soon her diaphragm begins to constrict, wave after wave of pleasure gushing with more of her juices.
Lying between her legs, grasping her hips, John pulls her closer. Gazing into her hazel eyes, he smiles as he places a kiss on her lips. “I love you,” he whispers.
She smiles and strokes his face. “Now isn’t this more fun than working?”
“Ummmm…” John grins before getting up and changing places with her. He sits on the couch while Marlena crouches between his legs. She takes his semi-hard cock in her hands and begins with a gentle up and down motion. Her soft lips wrap around the purple head of his penis, as he quickly begins to stiffen. Sucking his balls and running her tongue underneath the length of his cock and then the sides, John lets out a low moan of desire.
“Ughhhh…Mar…lena…oh…yeah…” Soon his shaft stands freely on it’s own and Marlena stands to her feet. She turns her back to him and straddles his hips. John grips her waist and assists her as she slides easily onto his rock hard staff.
“Oh…oh…” Marlena’s breath catches in her throat as his flesh touches hers, her tight canal enfolding his cock. The veiny texture and girth of his tool causing such pleasure that her eyes roll back in her head.
“Oh…John…oh…that f…feels…so g…good,” she chokes out as John cups the under side of her buttocks, lifting her slightly up and down before driving himself upward while Marlena pushes down to meet his thrusts.
Sweat forms and dries on their feverish skin as their lovemaking continues.
Marlena leans back onto his chest for support as her body begins to tire.
John reaches around and cups her breasts in his palms. Sensing her weariness, he pulls her body against him tightly and drives his cock upward in quick thrusts to bring her to another orgasm. Marlena screams with pleasure, pulling her knees up with her hands to open her slit further.
“Oh…John! Harder…harder Baby…” The sound coming from John was a low guttural groan as every pour in his body burst with tiny beads of sweat again.
“Ugh…uh…uh…oh…Marlena.”
Although not the rule, John usually preferred finishing on top so he could hold her, feel her body wrapped around his and this time was no exception.
He lifts her off and she follows his lead. Lying with her head at one end of the couch, Marlena grasps his strong arms as he hooks them in the crook behind her legs, forcing her knees up near her shoulders. Laying his weight fully on top of her, with one hand he guides his cock to her wet pussy, finding her clit he flicks his head across her knob over and over, arousing her again. Her body twitching and aching like never before. “Put it in…” she whispers between bated gasps of air.
John slows his motion considerably, part of him eager to finish, but part of him wanting to prolong this incredible feeling of intense sensation against his skin. He couldn’t resist and shoved his cock fully inside her, pumping forcefully until the throbbing of her vagina churned around his shaft so forcefully that he begins to empty himself inside her.
“Uh…uh…oh…Doc…Uh…Baby…” John rises up slightly, extending the length of his hands on either side of her, concentrating on the feeling.
“John…oh…Honey…” Marlena moans as she wraps her legs tightly around him. Feeling like he might pass out, the blood pounds inside John’s head. The pleasure radiating from his groin and every inch of his body as his breath catches in his throat. He was unable to breath and as he drains the last of his hot cum inside her, he collapses against her.
Marlena kisses his wet forehead. “Oh…you’re so good. I just love you so.” She whispers, her voice quivering with emotion and exhaustion.
Still unable to speak, John cups her breast, his head still buried in the crease of her neck. He conveys his agreement by gently petting her neck with wet kisses.
After an eternity, John and Marlena’s eyes meet and they just smile. They don’t speak; no words are needed. John covers her lips tenderly with his and pulls the throw on the back of the sofa down around them before falling peacefully asleep in her arms.
The Jarlena Journal 