In Her Dreams (3 page)

Finally after a million butterflies in my tummy and counting the hours, the time had come. I told Mark I was going out with the girls for a ladies night out. He was happy to hear that. He thought it would do me good as I seemed a bit off to him lately. He was right; it would do me a lot of good.

We decided to meet outside gym at 9pm. I wore my barely there lacy red dress and stilettos. Okay, I admit it looked more like a tiny negligee but wasn’t that the whole idea? Woo him, remember?

I called up Ams at 850 pm for a last minute morale boost. I had to know the new dating rules and I was nervous as hell. Talking to her always helps. Finally at 910pm, I reached the entrance of the gym. I had arrived at 850 but I was sitting in my car. It’s good to be fashionably late.

 Jayson was waiting. He waved when he saw me. I smiled and walked over. He looked dashing. He wore a simple white shirt with blue denims – the white showed off his tan beautifully and I could not stop staring.

He motioned me towards the parking lot. I assumed we were going in his car, which was fine by me. I did want to ask him if I could take mine too else he would have to drop me back at the gym. I decided against it, I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible.

I strode by his side and he led me to his motorbike. I wasn’t usually a big fan of motorbikes but this was different. I thought I will get to hold him and push my body against his. I quickly stepped up and behind him as we drove towards Escencia.

Escencia was a lovely joint. They had the perfect low lighting and ambience. The crowd was energetic and peppy. The music was amazing and it made my feet tap instantly.

An hour and 2 cocktails later, we were on the floor. Jayson was nice to talk to and fun to be with. Soon, I discovered he was a regular at that place and was one heck of a salsa dancer. I was amazed when he swished and twirled me effortlessly. In his every move, I would always wind up being close to him and feeling his strong arms around me. He knew how to manoeuvre me so he could feel me in the right places. I wasn’t complaining.

He wasn’t shy. He touched me all over – From my waist to my hips, the back of my neck, my thighs. I was enjoying myself. I just wanted that date to last forever so I could savour his touch and indulge in my wildest fantasies. I felt an excitement that I had never felt before. I was burning between the legs and my pussy was so wet. I wanted him inside me. I wanted him to want me as bad as I did.

After almost 2 hours of dancing, laughing and drinking, he finally asked, “Its late, you want to crash at my place.”

An invitation to his place could only mean one thing. I knew all the rights and wrongs in my head but at that time, my sense of righteousness was nowhere to be found.

Blame it on Jayson, or the alcohol, or my lust for him, I said “Yes!”

It started raining on the way back. We were on his bike, so by the time we reached his place, we were both soaking wet.

We entered his place and he grabbed a bottle of brandy. He poured us both some and I quickly gulped it down – Maybe I was cold, Maybe I was jittery, whatever it was – the Brandy felt good. 

My already thin red dress was now almost transparent. I looked down and could see my nipples standing out – all perked up. I am sure he could see them too. I didn’t really care as I was busy checking him out. His tee was so wet that he decided to take it off. Right there in front of me. I wanted to look away but I just could not.

He was a Greek God with a perfectly sculpted body. I kept staring and I might not have realized that I was gaping in awe. He must have thought I was uncomfortable so he quickly picked up a dry tee and wore it.

He asked me if I needed to take a shower and get into some dry clothes. I said I was fine.

I was anything but fine. The overwhelming desire to be in Jayson’s arms was making my head whirl. His body, his closeness, his aura, were all drawing me closer and closer to him. I was under his spell and I didn’t want to come out of it.

So when he moved closer and kissed me, I didn’t push him away. If anything, I grabbed the back of his neck and gave him a French kiss he would never forget.

Everything happened so quickly, that I didn’t realize we were kissing and moving towards his bedroom.  I wanted to savour every kiss, every touch.  His hands felt so good on my back, lingering at the helm of my short dress, almost touching my hip. I was hypnotized by how good it felt.

Then, he stopped. I wanted him to keep kissing me passionately but he just looked at me. Then his gaze lowered to my cleavage. Thank god, I was wearing my sexy underwire bra. My breasts were almost bursting out of my dress. He started caressing my right breast gently. I felt a surge of passion seep through me. I could see his length getting harder and I wanted to give him pleasure too. I wanted him to feel the way I did.

He had some other plans.

He lowered my dress with one hand and opened my bra with the other. He was smooth, I will give him that. He hadn’t fully undressed me, just enough so my breasts were peeking out of my undid bra. He licked my right nipple and twitched the other one. My nipples were so hard and I felt a shiver go up my spine.

Then he pulled down my dress completely, right to my ankles. Off came my bra, next were my panties. I was naked in front of him and I didn’t feel any shame or guilt. All I felt was the excitement of embarking on a new adventure.

His tongue was exploring my body, inch by inch. With every lick, I felt hornier, if that was even possible. Soon he reached my pussy and started fingering me. He licked me while rubbing my clit. God! It felt good. It was a sensation I never felt before – Not with Mark or any of my other lovers. Jayson was a pro and I was quivering with delight. It wasn’t long before I came.

I realized I had been too selfish. I tried to focus on Jayson then. I undressed him slowly, enjoying the feast I bestowed upon my eyes. I started rubbing his boner. My god, he was huge. I smiled and sucked his balls. He took in his breath sharply and I knew he liked it. I went down on him, inch my inch – Just as he had explored me. I used my hands masterfully while giving him a blow job, rubbing his length, his balls and finally he could not take it anymore.

He raised me up and threw me on the bed.

This is what I had been waiting for; right from the first dream. Finally, I would have him – In reality. I was desperate for him to get inside me. I pulled him up closer to me and begged him to get inside me.

He wasn’t ready to give me that pleasure, just yet. He wanted to tease me more. He started nibbling my ear and bit my neck. He pinned me to the bed with his strong arms and started licking my nipples, again. I could not take it anymore. I pushed his hands away and grabbed his cock. I stroked it till he could not wait a second longer and he gently pushed himself inside me.

I was on cloud number nine, or so it felt. His quick thrusts made me want him more and more. I wrapped my legs around his strong torso and shamelessly yelled for him to “Fuck me”, and boy did he!

I had 2 more orgasms before I pushed him away. He looked surprised. I grinned slyly and reversed our positions. I wanted to be on top. I rode him and he seemed ecstatic. I rode him harder and soon, we both came, together.

I was exhausted and fell into bed, beside him. He pulled me up into his arms and kissed me. Within a few minutes, we both dozed off in each other’s embrace.

That night, I didn’t have any dreams.

The morning after, I quickly got dressed and left Jayson’s flat. I didn’t want to wake him up as I wasn’t sure what I would say.

I felt good that day. The birds were chirping, the sky was blue, people around me were smiling at me (or so it seemed) and I was all excited to get to work and tell Ams all about it. I took an underground to pick my car from the parking lot. I was still wearing that skimpy dress with my overcoat. Thank god I carried an overnight bag; I could just change in the office.

I called up Mark and told him I had an amazing night out with the girls and I was heading straight for work. He was glad to hear I had a fun night. If only he knew how much fun it was... I grinned to myself. Suddenly, an unexpected jolt of guilt overwhelmed me and shook me. Mark was so understanding and accommodating, how could I do this to him? What had gotten into me? I wasn’t a cheat! With those thoughts in my mind, the hop in my step reduced to a slow walk as I headed to office with my head lowered.

I felt ashamed and petty. How could I put my needs ahead of my family? I was such a terrible wife and mother. I could not live with this guilt.

I decided to talk things out with Ams. She always knew best, didn’t she?

Well her advice with Jayson sure did work. He was so out of my system. I didn’t ache for him or day dream about him all day at work, neither did I have any sex dreams last night. Well, that was a relief.

I reached office and went to Ams cabin to talk to her. I shut the door behind me and told her to stop all work so I could tell her all details of last night. Needless to say, she was all ears. Once I was done telling her about my hot night with Jayson, she raised her hand to give me a “High Five”. Really? I wondered, are we like 10? “Grow up Ams, It’s serious. I am having major guilt issues here. I am in a big time crisis. What do I do?”

“Babes, don’t worry. Things would be ok. Now that you have Jayson out of your system, you can concentrate on Mark. Just think back to the time you just got married – I recall you telling me about the great sex. So, just focus on Mark, look back over the years and work on those fond memories. You both should make the most out of it. When you need inspiration, you can always think about Jayson, right?” She replied and winked at me.

“Jayson is out of my system, Ams. I am so over him. I love Mark. I want to be with him. I just feel so guilty. You are right; I should reward him for being so understanding and supportive always. Of course looking at Mark still makes me wet, he is still the man of my dreams and all I ever wanted.”

“There you go! See, I told you things would be OK!” Ams said matter-of-factly.

When I got back home, I flung myself into Mark’s arms. His loving eyes looked into mine and I just melted. I loved him so much. I kissed him passionately and I bet he was wondering what was wrong with me.

I didn’t know how I got so lucky. Looking at Mark with his perfect skin, his V – shaped body, his caring eyes and his loving embrace, I could just slap myself for being so stupid. Now that my Jayson phase was over, I could see how Mark was much more handsome then Jayson. Best of all, he was all mine. I had to smile at that thought. I felt so lucky, right then and there in Mark’s arms.

I didn’t have much of an appetite that time, all I wanted was Mark. I checked on the kids, they were busy playing some silly video games. We still had an hour before dinner so I winked at Mark and slipped my hand on top of Mark’s trousers, caressing his crotch. He had just got back from work and was fully dressed in a 3 piece suit. Oh god, he looked so hot in formals.

He grinned back at me, picked me up and walked towards the bedroom. We hadn’t had sex at all this week due to my obsession over Jayson. I was so engrossed that I had forgotten about the sex machine I had right at home – My handsome hubby, Mark.

As he dropped me down on the bed, I took off his tie, next came his belt, then his jacket. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, kissing him gently just above each button. He looked surprised but I could see him getting hard under his trousers – Very hard.

I was wearing a short black tight skirt with stockings and a crisp white shirt. He lifted up my skirt and started feeling me, right above my very thin stockings. I felt a surge of lust stronger then the night before even. I was instantly wet with his slight touch. I was done playing games. I grabbed him and tore off rest of the buttons on his shirt.

He raised an eyebrow and gave me his trademark smile. God! I loved this man.

He was eager enough himself so he helped me and took off his trousers and underwear. Then, he helped me. First he took off my stockings and then he opened my shirt. He didn’t bother to open all buttons. I was wearing a front open bra so he just undid it. My firm breasts popped out of my bra as if yearning to be free. My nipples were perky and raring for Mark’s tongue.

My skirt was pulled up to my waist by then. So he didn’t bother to take it off completely or the shirt with my boobs sticking out. He tore off my thong as we were frantic and desperate for each other by then.

He fervently licked my wet pussy – It was like he was hungry for me. I was for him too. I came within minutes and he was so hard, I knew he just wanted to be inside me. We didn’t bother with more foreplay and he put his cock in my slick opening. I moaned and called out his name. His thrusts grew faster and I kept rubbing his balls. He loved it when I did that. I grabbed my breasts and played with my nipples. He went crazy and started kissing me all over while fucking me real hard. I never felt this way with Mark since years. It felt so damn good. At that time, Jayson was the last thing on my mind, if at all.

At that point, Mark stopped.

I looked at him, my eyes begging him to finish what he started. He smiled and told me he wanted to last longer and give me more pleasure then I could ever imagine. I liked that idea very much indeed.

I went wild with ecstasy and grabbed his cock. He pushed me away and turned me around. It was time to get some back door action. As soon as his cock was inside me, I came again. He grabbed my boobs from behind and spanked me. I told him to go harder, I wanted him so bad.  Finally, he ejaculated and we both were spent.

He looked at me with that loving gaze and said “I love you, darling.”

“I love you too, Mark”, I replied and kissed him.