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Date Posted: 13:11:18 01/23/06 Mon
Author: kennedypratt
Subject: Affair Part 10

Just to brighten your monday. Explicit sex, romantic dinners, more explicit sex, police, trips out of town...what else is there?

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[> where is it -- Chesneygirl73, 13:16:37 01/23/06 Mon [1]

Kristin!! I can't read it!! It's not there!


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[> part 10 -- kennedypratt, 13:20:51 01/23/06 Mon [1]

I was still sitting in his lap kissing and nuzzling his face. He traced the neckline of my sweater down to my line of cleavage with a warm finger. “Let’s see how much trouble we can get into.” He gave a naughty laugh and scooped me up in his arms. Standing up he carried me over the bed and murmured something about christening it.

I scooted back, away from him. “No, I think you need to take me out on a real date before we hop back in the sack again.”
He lay on his side and pulled me closer to him. “Come on baby, we’ve never done it as an official couple.”

He kissed my neck and put one hand on my stomach, moving it slowly to the edge of my jeans and then underneath. I shivered under his touch and moved closer, putting a hand on his chest and another high on his thigh. He artfully worked his hand in between my thighs and a pair of long fingers inside me slowly. He used his thumb to massage me in a firm, circular motion. I could feel my face flushing as he continued to kiss my neck and whisper things in my ear. I moaned softly as he rocked his wrist back and forth. My eyes rolled back and I clenched all of my muscles down onto his hand. I bit my lip trying to prolong it a little bit longer but it was no use. The smell of his cologne and earthy smell of his skin saturated my nose. His hair tickled my neck and chest playfully. I let out a breathy, “oh god” and he flexed his wrist faster as I exploded in his grasp. My body shuddered against him and I gripped the bulge in his pants firmly. He continued his massaging until I bit his neck playfully to get him to release me. He reluctantly pulled his now rather wet hand back out from my pants.

“Well”, I said catching my breath, “that was rather nice.”

He buried his face into my breasts, “now what are you going to do for me” He said moving my hand across the zipper of this pants.

I looked at him playfully, “You know what I’m going to do for you? I’m going to wear a nice skirt to dinner, that’s what I’ll do for you.” I hopped out of bed before he could catch me. In the closet I picked out a gray skirt, a black cashmere sweater and black boots that came just below my knees.
He caught me from behind in the closet, holding one of my hands against the wall. “I don’t think they would let me in the restaurant like this.” He said referring to the hard bulge that poked my lower back.
I spun around and got away from him, taking my clothes with me. “Well darlin’ watching me get dressed isn’t going to help you much either.”
He made several advances while I dressed for dinner but I playfully defended myself.
“So where are we going? Take-out I hope.” He asked.
I laughed, “No, let’s go to the steakhouse again. Not incognito this time though.” I replied.
“Whatever you say baby.” He kissed my softly and went to retrieve his white shirt and velvet blazer from several days ago. He returned in a few minutes looking very dapper.

“I forgot you left that here. I wasn’t sure what you were going to wear.” I said.

“Yeah, good thing I did. I doubt Kenny keeps his formal wear here.” He said winking at me. I blushed slightly and concentrated on zipping my boots.

We made continuous passes at each other as we got into the truck and made our way into town. I tried my best to keep my hands to myself as we got near the restaurant and the rise in his pants diminished. We parked and he opened my door and offered his arm for the short walk to the restaurant. Once inside he took my coat and made a final grab for my butt. The hostess asked if we preferred a private booth in the back but Keith pointed towards a small table near the front. “That one will be fine.”
It was strange eating with him and not being worried about who might see us. I didn’t care who saw us and apparently neither did he. We both ordered the chicken and enjoyed our food slowly. I slipped one foot along the inside of his ankle and then extended my leg higher, teasing him more. Thankfully the table had a long tablecloth. As we finished our food and I was feeling pretty good after my second drink he suggested we get dessert to go.

“No, I like to eat freshly prepared crème brulee right away.” I replied, teasing him more.

I excused myself to go to the ladies room and walked slowly to let him admire the fit of my tight gray skirt that came just to the top of my knees, revealing the bit of skin before the tops of the boots started. I laughed a little as I walked through the hallway that had brought us back together just a few days ago.
As I was washing my hands in the ladies room a woman at the sink next to me said, “I noticed you and your date looking quite smitten. I know who he is.”
I smiled with the woman, she seemed well meaning. “Who looks more smitten, him or me?” She laughed, “Well my dear, he does.”
I smiled back, “Thanks, I’ll have to work on that.”

I returned to the table to find Keith had ordered the dessert and started without me. Before I could protest he said, “I ordered another one to-go because I knew you whine.”

I smiled, “How thoughtful”. I took a bite of the great dessert and reached for his hand across the table. “I’m having a really good time.” I said. He squeezed my hand in return, “We’re going to have an even better time when we leave.”

We quickly finished the dessert and paid the bill, taking our second dessert with us. Back in the car I started up our antics again. Rubbing his thigh and stomach, I maneuvered a few fingers around his belt buckle, unbuckling it. I lowered his zipper to release what was growing behind in, “hello big boy” I said caressing it. I unbuckled my seatbelt and leaned over the center console. I slipped under his right arm and took him into my mouth. He steered with one hand, the other rubbing my thighs and butt as I kneeled on the passenger seat. He let out several moans of gratification as he throbbed in my hand and between my lips. I felt the truck swerve onto the shoulder several times so I decided to stop until we got home. He was disappointed as I sat up, “what’s wrong”, he asked.
“I didn’t want to get us killed by distracting the driver.” I replied.
“We can take care of that.” He said, abruptly pulling over to the shoulder and putting the truck in park. My eyes lit up with excitement and he had the look of a wild animal in his face. He unclasped his seat belt and dove over the console into me. I giggled with delight and reached down for the lever to recline the seat. He frantically lifted my sweater and pulled down the cups of my bra. He licked and bit his way across my neck and chest. I pulled his jacket off but gave up on unbuttoning his shirt. I pulled his jeans down to the middle of his butt so he would have room to maneuver and I would have something to hold onto. I hiked my skirt up to my belly and reached to unzip my boots. He grabbed my arm, “No, leave them on. They’re hot.”
I wiggled to open my legs so he could fit between them. I winced slightly at the initial friction. He continued to thrust further into me, gripping the back of the passenger seat. I had one hand on his butt and the other on his shoulder. I wrapped my legs around him and dug one heel into his thigh. We both breathed hard and loud, mixing in grunts and moans in unison. This was the kind of sex that people often engaged in but rarely were both participants so eager to enjoy it equally . I felt so connected to him and our animalistic needs at the time. The windows had become steamy and he let out a final, ‘arrhhgg’ before pulling out and leaving a small puddle under my thigh.
With him still on top of me I made a teasing comment about me not being done yet. He jokingly replied, “I seem to remember someone who looked a lot like you coming on my hand earlier.” He leaned back against the dash the zipped his pants, buckling his belt. He gave each of my breasts a kiss before returning my bra back into its original position. I pulled my sweater down and tried to move away from the puddle beneath me, holding myself above it.

He laughed as he got back into his seat, “I’m going to have a tough time explaining that one to the detailer at the car wash.”

“Well, a true gentleman lays his jacket down over a puddle for a lady.” I said. “I guess it would work the same if I sat on your jacket.”

Before he could reply headlights shined behind us and the blue lights of a cop car flashed as he pulled onto the shoulder behind us. I pulled my skirt down through the sticky, now kind of cold mess, and tried to look innocent. The police officer didn’t get out right away; he was probably running the plates. Keith looked nervous. I was the expert at devious plans so I quickly came up with one. I pointed to his phone in the center console.
“Tell the cop you had to answer an important phone call and wanted to pull over so you wouldn’t be distracted driving.” I said quickly.
Keith nodded in agreement as the cop approached the truck. He rolled down the window, “Good evening officer.” He said in his best Aussie voice.
The cop didn’t look like he was in a good mood. “What are you folks doing out here?” He shined his flashlight in Keith face and then in mine. “Have you been drinking tonight?” He asked Keith, getting close to his face. Thankfully he had not been.

“No, officer I haven’t actually. I had an important call on my cell phone that I needed to answer and I thought it best to pull over.” Keith said nervously.

“Uh, huh.” The cop replied, shining his flashlight onto the steamy windows and along the dash. “Any drugs or weapons in the car tonight?” He asked nonchalantly.

“No”, Keith replied in a taken aback voice. He looked at me with a surprised look but I had no response.

“Why don’t you step out of the car son.” The cop said opening Keith’s door. He shone the flashlight at me, “you stay there miss.”

My heart pounded as he got out of the car. I had never been pulled over before, I didn’t know if this was a standard practice or not. I watched in the rear view as Keith gave him his ID card and the cop radioed it into dispatch. He shined the light into Keith’s eyes several times, trying to look at his pupil size I guessed. Keith sat against the patrol car with his hands at his sides and his feet crossed as the cop approached my door. He opened it and he shined his flashlight across my lap and down to my boots.
“Step out please miss.” I obliged and stepped into the gravel. I looked back at Keith and he shrugged his shoulders.
The cop reached for my purse and asked if it was mine. “Of course it is.” I answered.
He dumped my purse out on the seat and riffled through my things. I stood there helpless. He picked up my ID and read my name out loud. He turned back towards me and shined the flashlight back at Keith, “who is this man to you?”

“He’s my boyfriend; we were coming back from dinner.” I replied honestly.

“Sugar I’ve been in this town a long time and I know who that is and what he’s been up to. Now your boyfriend here has given me permission to search this vehicle and he swears there is nothing in it. Do you know if there is anything I should know about before I go in there?”

I thought about warning him of the semen on the seat but I didn’t. By this time a second patrol car had arrived and another cop was questioning Keith again. I stood by the side of the road as the officer combed over the car, finding nothing he returned my purse to me. “I’m going to let you folks go home tonight. You got lucky.”

I was steaming mad by this point, “Lucky! Lucky to be harassed by police on the side of the road?”

The second patrol man heard the yelling and approached. “Now settle down miss, what did you expect? We pull up to find the windows steamed up, a sweaty known drug user in the company of a woman dressed like this. We had to investigate.”

I could see Keith making hand gestures to me to calm down. I swallowed hard and tried not to cry. I wanted to scream that they had no idea who he really was or all he had become but I held it in. “Can we go now, are ya’ll done?” I asked.

“Yes, we are done. In the future you might want to consider the company you keep a little more. He told us all about your being a nurse and all, I’d hate to see you be ruined by the likes of him.”

The cops walked off and tipped there hats to Keith as they gave him his ID and keys back. I kicked the gravel as they pulled away. Keith walked over and put his arms around me, “are you okay baby?”

“No, I’m pretty damn far from okay! I can’t believe that Keith, they thought we had drugs in the car!” I yelled.

“To some people it doesn’t matter how much you’ve changed. They only see the wrongs you’ve committed.” He replied calmly.

“Aren’t you mad, don’t you want to file a complaint?” I screamed.

“No, let’s just go home. They didn’t keep us to long, they didn’t put their hands on you. It could have been much worse. We were kind of doing something illegal anyway.” He said.

He held me close to him and we stood on the side of the road. I tried to fathom how he could be so diplomatic and forgiving. I wondered how long it would take for some of that to rub off on me. “I’m just so mad about what they insinuated about you, that you were some kind of scum. It ticks me off so much.” I said.

He kissed my cheek and squeezed my arm. “I think you like me just a little bit to get so hopping mad.” I said. He helped me back into the truck and we pulled back onto the road.

I was quiet, not knowing what to say. I was still shaking a little and Keith put his hand on my knee. “I think we need a break from this town for a few days baby. Can you get one of your friends to baby-sit the dogs if we take a trip?”

“A trip? Out of town? You and me?” I asked surprised, we had never traveled together before.

“Yeah, you and me. Maybe a few friends to if we can wrangle some up.” He replied.

“I’m a little scared to go through any security check points now, you being such a shady character and all.” I said.

He gave me one of his thousand watt smiles, “Well as long as you don’t wear those boots and I’ll try not to look suspicious; I think we’ll be okay.”


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[> [> Girl -- Chesneygirl73, 13:34:35 01/23/06 Mon [1]

You did it again! Great story! I told ya those boots drive them wild! I don't know what it is, but there is something about them!


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[> [> Oooh you're a tease woman!! -- Aussie Chick, 23:42:58 01/23/06 Mon [1]

Talk about visuals, wow. I think I need a cold shower after reading that!
Why does the girl always have to deal with the wet patch? God I hate that!


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