Chapitre 8: SPECIAL MEAL (PART 1)

Meanwhile, back at the Manager's soft and cushiony office couch…

Marina abruptly pushes herself off the sofa and suddenly dislodges her lusting husband off her lap. She slowly kneels in front of him, her dainty hands firmly planted on top of each of his large muscular thighs.

"Reena... what the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"I'm not thinking at this point anymore, husband. So just sit back and shut up!"

Her hands are as decisive as her tone. They fly to the edge of his rugged sports shirt and she raises his top's edge as far as his bulked-up chest will allow it. The Manager then leans forward and starts touching the Supervisor's sinewy, tanned and slightly hairy skin with just her fingertips.

Light feathery, grazing and soft...

The blond Rube inhales sharply, and the brown-haired middle-aged woman feels her husband's thighs tightening against her breasts which were comfortably saddled on top of them. Marina rides a little higher up his muscular upper legs until the passionate woman feels the growing bulk between Reuben's legs nestling her cleavage. He groans in sudden eagerness as Marina pinches Reuben's nipples ever so slightly. He hisses with randy willingness. The lustful lady slightly stands to latch her mouth onto one of Reuben's hardened nubs and suck...

"Reena, yessss… DAMMIT WOMAN!"

The 6 foot 4 Rube almost viciously shoves her off him and practically stands to push back his wife on the couch he just vacated. He plants both hands on the sofa's curved back and on one of its arms which was near his wife's head in an effort to calm his erratic breathing and his chest's violent heaving. His shirt was still riding up his tanned, broad and well-built torso and that made him all the more vulnerable and desirable to his lusting wife.

"Marina, please don't tempt me 'because I might do something that will delay our staff's arrival with our ordered food…"

She lifts her right hand to his lips. He instantly grabs and kisses it while holding her lusty and deep gaze.

"Ok, I get it. You don't want to do... this... with me because... of them arriving. But we still have 25 minutes left…" the adoring wife reminds her zealous hubby.

"Well then, as I said before… the clock is ticking so we better get a move on, sweetheart…"

"I just... want to have... you… husband dearest. Even just once... without you... thinking or worrying about anything else but me…"

"DONE!" growls the brazen male as he sucks one of her soft, dainty earlobes.

Then suddenly, she is besieged with vicious kisses on her lips, neck and cleavage. His large hands are soon gently removing his love's clothing with eagerness, stretching the material and stitching but not really ripping them. It is the only semblance of self-control that he can manage to show as he hungrily tasted, licked, sucked, grazed and held tight what he could of her exposed body.

"Oh shit... Reuben! Haaahh, haaaahhh... ohhhh you're teasing me... but don't... ahhhh... don't stop... DON'T STOP DAMN IT... Rube!"

She then feels her lacy bra being quickly removed, displaying her large breasts for his narrowed royal blue eyes to feast on. He places a hand over her open mouth as he assaults the upper parts of her breasts with his tongue. The mature woman savors the slight pain the middle-aged but still-muscular man was giving her as his lips latch on to her now-hardened right nipple while his teeth gently grind it.

Fuck! I can no longer stop myself from screaming into his hand. Reena thought while high with pulsing desire, "MMMMPPPPHHHHHHHH! EMMMMHHHHHHNNNNNNNN!!!" UHHHHHHHGGGGHHHH!!!"

Reuben then transfers his attention from one nipple to the next and Reena feels herself weakening, her cries growing softer as his viciousness little by little turns into something else. Something still fiery but not as fierce, like soft glowing embers after the raging forest fires have burned everything down.

With the last of her clothing and underwear removed, Marina feels herself being gently laid back onto the sofa as he begins removing his own clothes, too. Within a minute, his beloved partner feels him lowering his naked, muscled and pulsating body onto the cushions. The nude female's eyes remain closed and her arms slightly covering her more "fragile" parts due to a sudden bout of timidity. And yet there is an electrifying excitement charging the room as he carefully covers her nakedness with his own.

It's a few seconds of silent suspense before she feels his hand start grazing her mouth, neck, cleavage, nipples... and finally her inner thigh. She softly whimpers at the invasion of his hand but she instinctively opens her legs just a bit to give him access.

"Reena... Marina. Open your eyes, please. I need you to see me. Only. Me."

She obeys and sees a sight so astounding she gasps in wonder. She has always thought him magnificent fully clothed. Now, she is overwhelmed once again by the sight of his tanned and powerfully built nakedness even more. It feels like it is the first time that they are making love…

"Reuben... my loving husband..."

He kisses her into silence while two of his fingers squeeze into her, eagerly pushing them up to the hilt and start goading her into submission.

The Manager groans into his mouth and arches her lower body forward into his hands. The equally impassioned Supervisor moans deeply, sending tremors through his beloved partner's trembling and still-buxom breasts while his chest rumbles in unison. Instantaneously, he inserts more fingers into her and digs deeper, faster. By this time, the enraptured lady is gasping for breath as his lips and tongue hungrily assault her own. He then found that spot in her that can send any woman into a frenzy and pokes hard with a curved middle finger...

She inwardly screams as her body quivers into orgasmic bliss.

Marina feels herself wetting his hand as the result of her climax as his long middle finger stays within her swollen walls. The continuous waves of pleasure that are piercing through her as the internal caresses continue are so intense it feels like she is riding the stars.

And that's no exaggeration.

He ends the kiss just in time for him to closely watch her orgasm explode and then ebb. From the expression on his face, he seems to be enjoying the view.

"Damn husband, that was... that was..."

He interrupts her statement by suddenly pulling his hand out of her and then putting a still-moist finger to her lips. "We're not done yet my beauty so you just lie down and shut up," he commands gruffly.

She giggles girlishly, knowing he was using her own words against herself. Not a problem for Reena.

The hardy and randy male moves on top of his woman and positions his now hardened member - now wet with pre-cum - above her still pulsing and very moist opening.

"You're sure you want this, woman?"

"More than anything... my man…"

His lips smirk as his eyes smoulder while he pushes his whole stone-hard seven-inch length into her in one swift and strong movement. She bites hard into her lower lip, forcing herself to swallow her cry of pain and pleasure, as she feels his large swollen organ force her inner walls far apart. He cries out in desire as he feels her moist and tightening tunnel's entirety swallowing his throbbing phallus. And he pauses in her depths as if to enjoy that marvellous moment of almost bestial union with someone you've always had and will desire.

At least I know I have always desired Reuben… He has promised to forever be by my side and even married me after he found out we had a son, despite our sordid and troubled past…

I know for sure that I've always loved Marina even if she once tried to make me believe that she was dead. Heck, I even hated her for a while after she tried to come back to me using a different identity and denying who she really was just to protect me and keep me from being jailed.

But that is an entirely different story of their past, dear reader.

Rube starts to move slowly out of her, then back into her, then out of her again. His rhythm is a steady beat that is both titillating and appetizing. It made the stretching a painful but pleasurable moment. And she is definitely not one to throw her passions to the wind, now that they have found each other.

Except for now. Except with this man... I know now for sure that no one else would do.

His pace is getting faster and stronger now and her cries of pain/pleasure have started to echo within the small room. She suddenly notices the open window in the office and clamps her lips together in an effort to keep her volume down. Admittedly, she had always been expressive during lovemaking and knowing people might hear them was making it difficult for her to relax. She feels her walls constricting around his large pumping member due to her internal tension.

The still vigorous and middle-aged male suddenly slows down and looks at his wife's face with concern. As if reading her thoughts, he pulls out of her and stands while she whimpers at the sudden void he created within her, both literally and figuratively. He smiles down at her adorable pouting face, seemingly enjoying her displeasure, then walks over to the window to close it firmly.

"Now, where were we?" he chuckles.