(Excerpt from a novel I am writing. First draft. Enjoy!)

“Ack! My ice cream is melting fast!” Natalie laughed as we strolled through the park. I had made quick work of my ice cream cone, but Natalie's suffered immensely under the late August sun that burned hot and humid. The creamy ruins were dripping onto her floral sundress that rounded over her belly. She had placed a napkin atop her bump in a poor attempt to catch the sweet mess, but the wind kept lifting the napkin off and causing her more grief.

“Here, let me help you!” I laughed with her and I stooped down and licked a wallop of the liquifying cream from her cone. My tongue accidently grazed her sticky fingers and when I looked up, Natalie's laughter turned quiet and her eyes darkened. I reddened slightly and apologised, but I could not right myself from the level gaze I had with her sepia eyes.

“I don't know why I did that to your ice cream,” I murmured.

“No.” She shook her head. “Don't apologise.”

Natalie's ice cream fell to the pavement and her hands suddenly pulled me into her lips. Her mouth was sweet and her lips were sticky and I licked them clean as I fell eagerly into her embrace. I both whimpered and growled as a struggle ensued between my body and mind. My hands slid down the curve of her narrow spine and her belly nudged against my wanton organ.

“God, Natalie, what am I doing? This is wrong; I am a married man,” I uttered the words between lashing tongues. I could not keep my mouth off her.

Natalie stopped at my weak protests. “I am sorry, Geoff. I shouldn't have done that. I know you are going through a lot right now and… I am so sorry…” She buried her embarrassment in her hands.

I wrapped her into my chest and rested my chin on her head. “I don't know why I licked your ice cream cone,” I chuckled to ease her worry. “I don't know what came over me. I just felt really light and at ease and… I forgot myself. I forgot who I was with. I hadn't felt that relaxed in such a long time.”

“Why do you stay with her, after all she has done to you?” Natalie asked.

“I don't know. What I always believed to be love has spiralled to become a sick addiction. When my wife came back with him, I died inside… Fuck!” I sighed shakily and water filled my eyes. I let go of Natalie and turned away from her, covering my eyes with my hand. “I am too fucked up, Natalie. And I don't trust myself around you right now. I don't want to bring you into the mess that my life has become.”

“Geoff, I am already into it.” Natalie stepped in front of me and put my hand on her stomach. “I meant it when I said you can always come to me; to talk, to share a meal, for companionship. I am lonely too.”

Staring at the ball of life she carried, I rubbed the front of Natalie's belly and caressed down over her side and onto her hip. Her eyes fluttered and her heavy breasts expanded on her inbreath, swelling out of her thin dress. A glow flushed across her cheeks as her hand held mine and she guided it from her hip across the front of her thigh.

“Natalie,” I whispered.

“Please, Geoff… Since this baby has been growing in me… oh God… I have been very… hungry…”

I kissed her hard and I rubbed the side of my hand roughly between her legs. “Come in here.” I led her off the walking trail into a small thicket of trees and bushes. If anybody were to walk by, they would see us, but we were mostly concealed.

“This has to be fast,” I whispered and pressed her hands to a thick tree trunk in front of her. My cock was twitching in my shorts and the danger of our public engagement had me juicing precum. “Are you certain this is what you want?”

Natalie nodded fervently and whimpered, “Yes, please.”

Her tiny hands gripped the hard bark as I hiked up her dress with one hand and freed myself with the other. I slid her soaking underwear to the side and thrust my raw flesh into her juicy nether causing her to yip and raise up onto her toes.

“Shhh,” I covered her mouth and stroked her clit while I jacked into her violently. She was so tiny and fragile in my grasp and I fucked her hard; I knocked her deep inside and caused her to jump. Her breathing came short from her nose and brushed over my muffling hand. Her shocked eyes aroused me more and my rage against everything wrong in my life came out on this innocent girl as I selfishly gratified myself.

“Am I hurting you, Natalie?” I could barely speak, my cock was getting ready to explode.

She whimpered and shook her head, no.

I fucked her harder.

“Are you going to come?” I gritted as the rush gathered in my balls and I would soon hit my tipping point.

Natalie nodded and cried into my palm.

“Shhh.” I muffled her tighter.

Her soft pussy sucked me in and throbbed around me, squeezing the come out of me. I turned her head and took her mouth. I filled her with my tongue to muffle my intense release as my legs stiffened and I spurted over and over inside her.

I slowly milked a few aftershocks and slipped my dripping wet cock out of her. Normally, I would be satisfied with that, but I was still achingly hard.

“Holy fuck, Natalie.” I rested my forehead on my hand against the tree and began stroking my slickened organ. The scent of her cunt wafted up from my cock to meet my nostrils. Where was my animal insatiability all those nights that I couldn't satisfy my wife?

I glanced at Natalie and she was watching me intently. “I'm sorry,” I whispered, ashamed. Ashamed of what I was doing and ashamed of what I had done.

Natalie stepped close and she placed her delicate hand over my big hand as I stroked myself. “I want to watch you come,” she whispered.

My ears burned and my spine arched as a bead of juice acknowledged her words.

Natalie's hand stayed on mine and her breathing grew heavy with anticipation. What other fetishes did she harbour beneath that innocent exterior?

I beat faster, my cock grew another inch as its hardness peaked and my unsheathed head oozed with pleasure. I panted and hissed between my teeth. My heart threatened to pump its final beat and I went low as every nerve at the top of my cock exploded. I shook it as come pistoled out and spread sparkling white ribbons onto the dark tree trunk and heavy globs fell to the grass between my feet. Natalie shivered beside me as she hungrily watched my display.

The release ebbed and I softened enough to put my tacky cock back into my shorts. Natalie brought my dirty hand to her lips and began licking and sucking.

“Shit, Natalie, you're making me hard again. I need to stop.”

She obliged and we walked back out to the trail to a nearby bench where we sat quietly and I tried to process what just happened and what it all meant. Was I falling in love with Natalie or was it just me venting? What would happen when I see my wife again and do I have the power to resist her? I looked down at Natalie and she smiled warmly. Was Natalie falling in love with me?

“It's okay, Geoff. I have no expectations of you.”

"Is my torment that noticeable?” I muttered and eyed her stomach, instinctively placing my hand on it. “Did I hurt you? I am not normally like that. All of my anger and pain just manifested and I… Argh!” I had no words and my fists clenched tightly.

Natalie wrapped her arms around mine and rested her head on the side of my shoulder. “I enjoyed it very much, Geoff. Whenever you want to get away from it, come to me. My door is always open. I will always receive you.”