Chapter 1: Introduction
Claire sat across from her husband, Richard, at a white linen-draped table for two at the fanciest restaurant in town. The aroma of lavender and rosemary wafted through the air and mingled with the spicy scents of the Tuscan marinated rib eye and lobster bisque. The candlelight flickered off the diamonds in Claire's earrings, casting an ethereal glow on her blonde hair and blue eyes.
She wore a red dress that hugged her athletic figure, leaving Richard's gaze lingering on her curves. Richard, on the other hand, wore his typical suit and tie, a testament to his busy career as a successful lawyer.
Despite the romantic ambiance, Richard seemed preoccupied with work-related documents in front of him. Claire took a sip of her wine and cleared her throat, bringing his attention back to her.
"I thought we could use a break from our usual dinner nights," Claire said, breaking the silence.
"I wanted to surprise you with something special."
Richard looked up from his papers and a small smile spread across his face. "You always know how to surprise me," he said, raising his glass in a toast.
Claire felt a rush of excitement in her chest, knowing that her plan was about to be set in motion. "To us," she replied, clinking her glass against his.
As the evening progressed, they discussed their relationship and the little things that had been bothering Claire lately.
Richard listened intently, his brow furrowing with concern as she spoke. He loved his wife dearly, but he often got so caught up in taking care of his client's needs that he neglected hers.
"I just feel like lately, I've been on my own," Claire said fixedly, her eyes never leaving Richard's. "I need more from you, Rich."
Richard hesitated for a moment, realizing that she was right. He knew that he had been neglectful, but he didn't know how to fix it.
"I'm sorry, Clarie," he said, reaching across the table to take her hand in his. "I didn't realize things had gotten so bad."
Claire smiled and squeezed his hand. "It's okay," she replied. "I just want things to go back to the way they were when we first met. You know, when we couldn't keep our hands off each other."
Richard's eyes widened at her words, and a mischievous grin spread across his face.
"I remember those days," he said, his voice low and seductive.
Claire leaned in closer to him, their faces inches apart. "Well, I think it's time we bring them back," she whispered, her breath warm on his lips.
Richard's heart was racing as he pulled Claire into his arms and kissed her deeply. The passion that had been lacking in their relationship for so long came rushing back with a fervor, making them both breathless.
Richard's hands roamed over Claire's body, feeling the curves and contours that he had longed to touch for so long. Claire whimpered with pleasure as his fingers found her nipples and twisted them gently, igniting a fire deep within her that begged to be quenched.
Richard felt his arousal growing with every breath that left Claire's body, and he knew that he had to have her. Now.
She put her hand on his crotch and felt his growing hard on. "Let me that care of that." She then slide under the table. She took her time opening his pants, pulling out his cock. It was thick, veined, and already leaking pre-cum. She wrapped her soft, hot lips around his shaft and started sucking him gently but passionately, her head bobbing up and down.
"Fuck, Clarie," Richard groaned, leaning back in his chair. He closed his eyes and reveled in the sensation of her warm mouth around him. He reached down and threaded his fingers through her blonde hair, pulling her closer to him as she continued to suck him.
She took him in deeper, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock, tasting the salty pre-cum that was now flowing freely.
"Oh, Clarie, that feels so damn good," Richard groaned, his grip on her hair tightening.
She pulled back slightly, letting his cock slip out of her mouth with a wet pop. She ran her tongue up the underside of his shaft, trailing kisses over his hips and stomach. Richard reached for the zipper on the back of her dress, pulling it down slowly.
The material fell away, revealing Claire's bare back and the lacy red thong that matched the dress. She turned around under the table. moving her thong to the side. "Put your dick in my butt. let me bounce on your dick."
she whispered without looking back. Her ass was right there, only inches from Richard's face. He didn't need to be told twice.
He took his cock in hand and rubbed it against her wet pussy, teasing her and making her moan softly. He then slowly pushed himself in her butthole, feeling her tight muscles clench around him.
"Yes, yes," she moaned, rocking her hips back and forth. "Fuck me like this, Richard. I want to feel every inch of you.