After a night at dinner and the theater, Megan and I continue on with our week long tryst.  A quickie to start the morning before we head to the beach before our evening at the concert.

Saturday Morning

The smell was overpowering.   As I rolled over I was greeted by bad breath and a long tongue licking my face.  Then a hard swat across my face.  Then another.  I opened my eyes to see both my dogs staring at me.  The look on their faces was that of, ‘come on Dad, we gotta pee’.

I looked at the clock on the nightstand as the morning light streamed through the sliding glass door.  It was now eight-thirty a.m. and the dogs had slept three hours longer than usual.  They were ready for their morning release and their weekend walk.

Rolling out of bed, Megan stirred slightly as I covered up her naked body.  Her smooth creamy white skin was a contrast against the dark blue sheets.  One of her arms was over her head as she laid on her back.  Her breasts looked as if they were floating on her chest; so soft but yet so firm.  I grinned as I stared at them and led the pups out of the room.

The coffee was already brewed thanks to the automatic timer I set last night.  I let the dogs out and poured myself a hot steaming cup and headed to the back patio.  The dogs were playing as I picked up one of the couch cushions from the patio deck.

Megan’s shoes and her red silk nightgown were scattered on the patio deck where she threw them last night while stripping for me.  We fucked like two lust hungry kids last night.  Every thigh, leg, and stomach muscle I had was used to pummel her to new heights.  Her loud moans and guttural cries caused several far away neighbors to turn on their lights and look out their windows

I played with the dogs for a bit and then led them inside to feed them.  I threw on some shorts, a t-shirt, and my flip flops as the dogs ate.  Writing a small note to Megan and leaving it on the counter, I let her know where I was and the schedule for the day.  Grabbing my truck keys and the dogs’ leashes, we headed out to the local park so they could run off some energy and take a long swim in the pond.

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It had been three hours since I had left the house and I was glad to be home. I could finally take a shower and have some breakfast.  But, my heart started racing as I pulled into my driveway.  The garage door was up and my convertible was gone.   I screeched to a halt, let the dogs out of the truck and raced into the house.  I kept yelling Megan’s name, but there was no response.

I found my wallet on the counter, opened, and all of my cash removed.  My credit cards were still intact along with all of the other items.  Opening the sliding glass door, I noticed that the cushions were back in place, our glasses were gone, and so was Megan’s nightgown.  I yelled for her again as I checked every room in the house. 

I breathed a sigh of relief as I found that her bag was still in the bedroom and the bathroom vanity was lined with her make-up and toiletries.  My t-shirt drawer was strewn about and I could tell Megan was looking for a pair of shorts in my other drawers.  I straightened everything up, made the bed, and headed for the shower to clean up.

Coming down from the shower, I finally looked at my phone.  A few texts from Megan and my wife were displayed.  I left the ones from my wife alone for now and concentrated on the ones from Megan. 

Megan's text, “Where did you go? You leave a stranger alone in your house and expect them to fend for themselves?  Going shopping for breakfast food and a swimsuit.  You better be home by the time I get home.”

Standing there in a towel and sipping my coffee I grinned.  Sassy and feisty, just what I like.  As I finished reading the texts, Megan walked in the door with a few bags in her hand.

“Where did you go Jay?  You freaked me out this morning,” Megan said as she leaned against the counter.

“The dogs were itching for a long walk and a swim.  You were sound asleep and I did not want to wake you up,” I said.

“You really should have woken me up and told me.”

I looked Megan up and down.  She was wearing a pair of my work out shorts and one of my baseball jerseys.  Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail which was pulled through the back of one of my ball caps.  She looked ever so sexy in the sporting outfit.

“So, how much money do you owe me?” I asked sipping on my coffee.

“What?  Oh, you mean the cash you gave me to go buy a bikini and dress for today? You do know that what is yours is mine in the ways of marriage.” Megan said with a smile as she kissed me on the cheek.

I returned her kiss and gave her a big hug, smelling her flowery perfume as I did so.  Releasing her, I pulled the bags from her hand.

“You care to model the new outfits for me?” I said as I tried to peek into the boutique bags.

“Don’t you wish!” Megan swatted my hand away playfully.  “You will have to wait to see me in this bikini until we reach the beach.  As far as the dress, when we leave for the concert.  I went to the grocery store.  Grab your coffee and go sit on the deck.  I am going to fix us a big breakfast before we head out.”

“If you insist, my love.  I take my eggs over easy.”

Megan reached over and pulled the towel off of me.  “You are easier than I had thought.  That sausage of yours has other ideas I see.”

My cock was at full mast waving in the breeze.  “You can always get an early start on breakfast and eat this sausage,” I said motioning to my erection.

Megan laughed, “Don’t you wish.  Now go relax on the deck while I cook.”  She snapped the towel at me and it just missed the tip of my cock.

I moved forward and grabbed the towel from her hand.  Wrapping it around her, I pulled her into me and gave her another long hard kiss.  My hands roamed over her ass and under the shorts.  Her smooth ass was bare, no underwear to be found.  I pinched both of her cheeks causing her to yelp a bit.  My cock ground into her.

“Don’t even think about it, Jay.  We have stuff to do today,” she said as she tried to push me away.

I slipped my hands around her waist and pulled the shorts down to her ankles.

“Off with the jersey Meg,” I said as I rose up to face her again.

Megan pouted but began slowly unbuttoning the jersey.  I slid my hand between her legs.  My fingers finding her already wet.  I inserted a finger deep inside of her while my thumb began to rub against her clit.  My eyes never left hers as I slid my finger in and out of her.

The buttons on the jersey were completely undone as I pushed Megan against the counter.  Leaning down I began to suck on her left nipple.  Megan’s breathing became heavy and her hips began to move in motion with my finger and thumb.

“Oh...Oh…Oh, Jay.  You drive me fucking crazy. The things I let you do to me,” Megan whispered through her heavy breathing.

I turned her around and she instinctively put her hands on the counter.  Her ass slightly bent and her back arched, inviting me to enter her from behind.  The tip of my cock met her waiting wetness and she pushed back onto my cock.  With her arms now extended, she pushed back harder, her drenched pussy engulfing my manhood.  I grabbed her hips and pulled back out and drove my cock into her.  My balls hitting her ass with a loud slap.  Megan gasped for air.

As I leaned forward, my chest against her back, I pinched her nipples and whispered in her ear to hold on tight to the counter.  My legs were already sore and aching, but I didn’t care.   The feeling of her tight, wet pussy around my cock drove me crazy.  I pounded her with relentless vigor.  Sweat began pouring off my chest and forehead as I drove in and out of her. 

Megan’s cries of pleasure kept getting louder and louder.  Her legs trembled and I felt more of her fluids gushing over my cock.  She was insatiable, begging for more and more.  Her tits bounced in rhythm as I continued to impale her from behind.  I could feel my load beginning to build higher and higher.  Without warning, I unloaded inside of her as she let go once again.  Our juices mixing together as I began to slow my motions as my cock became semi-limp inside of her.

We were both breathing heavy as I leaned on her back, gently kissing her neck.  My hands ran the length of her body, wiping the sweat from her sides.  Her pussy was still convulsing and milking my cock as my hands held her firm mounds in my hand, gently squeezing them.  

With labored breaths Megan said, “Jesus Jay, that was incredible.  I didn’t think I could cum so many times in a twenty-four hour period.”

“Neither did I, my sexy vixen.  You bring out the best in me.”

I leaned back, pulling her up with my hands around her breasts.  Her blond ponytail hitting me in the face as she turned her head and leaned back on my shoulder.  The ball cap was still firmly on her head.  My cock was still lodged in her pussy as we stood there.  I could feel some of our juices running down my leg.

“You sure we need to go out today?” Megan cooed.

I laughed as I squeezed her breasts and juggled them around. “Yes, we do.  I think we need some exercise and fresh air.  I don’t want to be cooped up in this house all day.”

Megan laughed as well. “You mean as opposed staying home and performing our sexercise?”

We both laughed together at the joke.  My cock finally slipped out of Megan as she turned and wrapped her arms around me.  She jumped up and squeezed her legs around my waist. “What am I going to do with you Jay?”  I could feel the juices slowly seeping out of her and onto my stomach. 

“You are going to move here so I can have you and your luscious mind, body, and soul anytime I desire.”

Megan started at my forehead and moved slowly all over my face, lips, and down my neck.  Softly covering me with her kisses.  This stirred me again and I could feel my cock getting hard again. Megan felt it as well, poking at her backside.

“Oh no you don’t mister.  Don’t even think about it.  We need to get some exercise.”

I chuckled, “You are correct indeed my love.  As if this sexercise hasn’t worn me out enough.”

Megan released her legs and she slid back to a standing position.  Her arms still around my neck.  She gave me another long deep kiss and leaned back.  “Now go shower again.  Your breakfast will be waiting when you come back down.”

Kissing her back, I grabbed my towel off the counter and went back up to the showers. When I came back down, there was a breakfast of omelets, bacon, toast, hash browns, and black coffee waiting for me on the table.  Megan was still standing at the stove with a spatula in her hand.  The baseball jersey was still unbuttoned exposing her chest and bare ass every time she moved.  She shook her head as I continued to stare at her.  Her ponytail moving from side to side. 

She swatted me on the ass with the spatula as I walked by.  “I’ll be over in a minute.  Now go sit and enjoy your meal.”

I kissed her as I passed by and sat at the table sipping my coffee as I watched her finish cooking.  I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like if she was actually my wife and not my little fling.  Soon she was walking towards me with her plate in hand.  I couldn’t help but continue to stare.  She was a beautiful woman. 

“Stop staring Jay, you are making me nervous.  Like I did something wrong.”

I smiled and raised my coffee cup to her.  “You are doing everything right Meg.  Above and beyond.”