Reconnection - Finale

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Cleaning up the table and floors didn't take long. Thank goodness for tile and glass. From her perch on the couch, Lila watched me wipe the surfaces. "You're very thorough," she said grinning. "I bet your house is spotless."

"I don't want to brag, but my system would make Marie Kondo weep. You heard how she now admits to giving up cleaning after having kids?" I immediately regretted bringing up children. Rule number one: no talking about civilian life. Head down, I went back to cleaning the banana and strawberry pulp.

Lila opened her bathrobe with one hand, letting her large soft breasts hang over the lapels. "Do these spark joy?"

I swallowed the drool forming in my mouth. "Y-yeah. Yeah they do." She slowly rubbed each nipple with her fingertips, getting them hard again. I watched her mouth form a wide grin. She loved it too. I stopped thinking about my house. My home. My…

"Come here," she said, curling a finger. As I walked to the couch, she laid down and tapped the cushions at her side. I knelt, straddling her ribcage and she reached up for it.

God, her fingers were fucking magic. I'd come so much already, every nerve ending was on fire. From shaft to tip, I felt ripples of electricity emanate from my core. I was rock hard. Again. Lila cupped the sides of her tits and played with them, making little waves. The crack was deep. Angling my hips, I dropped my cock into her cleavage. She was so warm, so soft. I pinched her nipples and she gasped, then reached around to my ass. She urged me to thrust. Slow of course. Lila needed to milk my precum but I let some of my drool fall on the tip to help keep it slick.

"How are my tits?" she asked, seeing the answer on my face. Her breasts enveloped me whole, and when I pulled back, her skin tickled the sensitive rim of my tip. It was heavenly. I closed my eyes and bit my lip, focused on the pleasure on both sides of my cock.

Her fingers parted my ass and I felt her touch my hole. Just a touch, a press against my skin but I immediately moaned.

"You like that, don't you?" Lila sucked on her middle finger until it was covered in her spit. "Do you want more?"

I couldn't speak, still rocking between her breasts, nipples brushing against my palms. I bent over, breathing hot and heavy over her face. My voice was husky and needy. "Yes."

She penetrated my asshole with the tip of her finger and I groaned, my muscles tightening over her first knuckle. I didn't know if I wanted to sit or stand but I knew I didn't want this to stop. Lila went deeper. When she found the walnut of my prostate, I fell into her shoulders, kissing her neck, her cheek, then those luscious lips.

Our tongues darted and danced together, like skaters on ice. Her free hand found my cock and she stroked my shaft, in time with the finger in my asshole. I wasn't going to last long.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come," I whispered. The knot behind my balls was building up to another crescendo but with my ass on fire, I knew it was going to be huge.

She jerked me faster. Harder. "Yes, yes," she said in my ear, licking my skin. "Come for me now."

My hips bucked uncontrollably as the first ropes shot on her chest and neck. The noises I made were inhuman. Clenching the cushion next to her head, I felt the next burst rise and explode, my body burning. Lila's finger slid out and I collapsed on top of her with my load sliding between our skin. I was out of breath. No one had done that to me, and I'd never come so hard.

I got up and looked for a towel. Her tits were glistening. I loved the look of satisfaction on her face, knowing what she'd done to me. What we do to each other. I was about to wipe my cock when she shook her head.

"Don't. Don't clean up. Put on your clothes. We're going out." Lila stripped off her bathrobe and pulled over a pink top with a low neckline. I could see a bit of my semen on her cleavage. She threw on a sweater and a floral print skirt.

I found my briefs and put my wet, semi-flaccid dick into it. It felt sticky, and dirty. So deliciously dirty. "Do you think anyone's going to notice?"

"Not unless they're shoving their nose into your crotch. And if they try, they'll have to fight me for it first. This'll be our little secret."

We'd been each other's little secret for a few years now, doing what our partners wouldn't. Killing time at shitty conferences instead of "networking" with peers. I'd say we'd made a hell of a strong connection.

"And yet we'd break it off in a heartbeat, isn't that right?" she asked at the restaurant. I don't know what I was worried about, this summer tourist spot was dead in January. Somehow we started talking about work, and home, like normal people. Except we weren't like normal people. We couldn't share the biggest parts of our lives, not even for a moment or else the whole thing would come crumbling down. I don't know if it was the wine, but Lila seemed like she wanted more.

My steak was getting cold, and the wine seemed to take on a bitter note. "We have to be careful."

"You mean, like not wearing jizz for chest glitter?"

"You know what I mean, Lila. I mean we're still having fun, right? Keeping this casual? Discrete? I'm glad you suggested this weekend, but I honestly didn't think I'd see you until next quarter's conference."

Lila swallowed her wine with her head down. "I won't be there. I quit."

"What?"

"I was burning out. Work. First one person, then my favorite coworkers started to jump ship. Instead of hiring, the workload just got heavier. I couldn't take it. I don't even have anything lined up."

I saw a tear fall down her cheek. "I'm sure you'll be on your feet again soon. Come on. With your talents–"

"You mean my dick sucking skills?"

"I mean everything. I've seen you present. You know your shit. Hell, you're a fucking guru. Anyone would be stupid not to hire you."

She stifled a whimper and looked at me with dewey eyes. "You mean that?"

"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't."

"Thanks, I didn't realize how badly I needed to hear it."

Reaching across the table, I caressed the top of her hand. "I'm your biggest fan."

When we left the restaurant, light snow had begun to fall. The air was crisp but muffled, as if the cloudy sky was a giant soundproof blanket. Under the hazy light of the parking lamp, Lila looked like an angel. More than ever, everything felt like a dream. We got in the rental car.

Lila dusted off her shoulders and inhaled deeply. "It smells like dick in here."

"I told you!" I sassed back, smiling.

She laughed and her smile warmed my heart. "Kidding."

We shared a kiss and I started the car. Lila was gently cupping my crotch, barely squeezing the fabric. "Um, are you going to move your hand?"

"Do you want me to?"

"No, but I don't want us to get into an accident."

She squeezed my balls and I nearly jumped out of my seat. Aching warmth spread from my groin. "So not that. Got it. Why don't you take the scenic route back and I'll play nice."

I put the car in drive and she unzipped my pants.

"I love how you still smell like sex," she said with her head in my lap. A few furtive licks was all it took to get me hard again, warm against her lips. Lila started sucking. True to her word, she played with my balls and shaft with only light touches, rubbing her drool into my skin. I stroked her back with my free hand, keeping an eye on the road. She mewed, contorting her spine like a cat. It was so fucking cozy. I must have driven around the neighborhood three times before pulling back into the beach house driveway.

Inside, Lila sauntered to the bedroom, stripping off her clothes with each step. Even in the darkness, I could see her curvy hips, the slope of her breasts, and the treasures between her legs. I embraced her from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist, letting my hands wander higher. She smelled amazing, melting into me. We stood there, barely moving. Just enjoying the feeling of skin against skin, my breath on her neck.

"Let's go to bed," she said softly, then held my hand. We slid under the covers. Lila caressed my chest as we kissed, slowly and deeply. Moving lower, she found my cock at the ready. She was ready too. I pulled her on top of me and she slid down, connecting my tip with her entrance. For a moment, nobody breathed. Lila gripped my shoulders and her hair cascaded over my face. I could see her breasts hanging heavily.

Her hips lowered, and we both let out a soft moan. There was no rush. I felt her pussy accept my cock and hold me in her warm, delicate folds. I brushed her thighs and ass, feeling her smooth skin as she pulled up and lowered back down. Legs spreading wider, she took in more of me, enjoying every inch of my cock. I gripped her hips and started to thrust with her but she stopped me, moving my hands over her breasts.

"Slow down, cowboy," she said, smiling.

I teased her nipples, running circles over them with my thumb, pinching until she gasped. I could feel her pussy clenching around me, pulling me as she rose and fell. The warmth under the sheets turned to steamy heat, and I started to breathe harder. So did Lila, but she kept the pace slow and steady, rocking her hips into mine. Time stopped. With my eyes half open, lost in my own pleasure, my world only consisted of the heat of our bodies and Lila's little moans.

When she came, it was a surprise, a long, languid moan and haggard breaths. She fell on me and I rubbed her sweaty back. "Did you?" I asked.

"Yeah. A tiny earthquake."

"You want some water?"

"I'll get it." She returned with a water bottle and something else in her hand.

I took a swig and pointed at the two pills she was holding. "What are those?"

She held up the blue one. "This is for you. A little stamina boost."

"You think I need Viagra?

"You will if you want to stay hard inside me all night."

"What?"

She swallowed the other pill. "That was a sleeping pill. Twelve hours, guaranteed. I want you to fuck me in my dreams. You don't have to, if you don't want to. But it would make me so happy to wake up tomorrow with your cock and cum in my pussy." She let out a yawn and went back under the covers, her ass turned to me. "Good night."

"Wait. Are you sure?"

She turned around and kissed me. "This might be my last chance. I don't know what the future holds, do you? Our little getaways… no more conferences. My husb-"

I pressed a finger to her lips. "No talking about the world outside, right?"

She nodded. "Tonight I just want to be used. Can you do that for me?"

I took the Viagra. We kissed again and I spooned her warm body until my cock rested between her supple cheeks. "Good night."

After some time, I could hear Lila's even, peaceful breathing. She was asleep. With my free hand, I felt her breast and the ridges of her nipple responded to my touch, but her breathing was the same. Running circles over it, I flicked it and listened for changes but heard nothing. Was she really out? I decided to check more boldly. My hand moved lower, over her supple belly, over her neat belly button, over her smooth mound and into the warmth between her legs.

With slow, deliberate circles, I spread her lips with my fingers and found her clit. It was still wet and sticky from our previous play, and I drew more cream from the slit below. And yet she still slept. I brought my fingers to my nose and smelled her sex. God, it was amazing. On instinct, I licked my fingers and reached for my cock.

What the fuck? I was as hard as a teenager. My dick was literally straining in its own skin. Holy shit, the pills work. I reached from behind and lifted Lila's leg, just enough to get my raging cock at the right angle. I slid inside, easily pushing until my balls tapped her ass. It felt different, and I pondered that for a moment as lowered her leg. It was as if I was there, but she wasn't. It was still warm, still wet, but at the same time, something was missing.

My cock throbbed. Jesus, the pill. I bent her leg at the knee and rolled her hip slightly, giving me better access to her pussy without holding onto her leg. In her slumber, Lila's body moved like a gentle wave on the ocean. I couldn't stop thinking about what she said. What if this was the last weekend? Who was I to deny her request?

Fuck it.

I sidled close. Holding my cock at the base, I angled the tip and drove it back, deep into her wet pussy. The warmth was incredible. I wrapped my arms around her and anchored them on her breasts, slowly, steadily increasing my rhythm. Soft muffled pops sounded under the sheets as I smashed against her backside, like a whisper, a creature formed and existing only between us. I closed my eyes. This was going to take a while. My muscles started to tense, sore and sweaty from the repeating motion. Still, Lila didn't wake. Her breathing was steady as a Rolex.

The same couldn't be said for me. I was panting, holding on for dear life as my thrusts became more jagged, more urgent. I found an angle that tickled under my shaft in just the right way to bring me closer to climax and I focused on that, yearning for sweet release. My balls were boiling.

"Fuck, fuck fuck," I muttered, closing in on the precipice until finally, I felt the first pulse shoot into her womb. More and more flooded inside, until I could hear it leak along my shaft. My still raging hard shaft. I was winded, exhausted from the exertions. "Oh Jesus," I whispered, craning my neck to see Lila's face. Did I detect a little smile? In the twilight, I couldn't tell.

I rolled onto my back but my arm was still pinned under her body. My cock pushed up the sheet like a tent pole and when I held it, the veins pulsed. No refractory period. This was better living through chemistry. I was able to pull away gently and drank more water. It felt weird and oddly lonely, to be the only one awake, if only barely awake by now. I wanted to be with her, whatever that meant. Slipping back under the sheets, I resumed my big spoon position, back inside her, then fell asleep.

The sun woke me up, light filtering through a sheer blind. Lila's hair found its way over my face overnight, and I stretched to move it back in place.

"Mmm, good morning," she groaned, stirring under me. I felt her hand go between her legs, fingers tickling my balls. I was still inside her. Turning her neck, Lila found my lips and we kissed. "Did you have fun last night?"

"It was… different. When you were asleep, it was like you weren't there. I missed you."

She wiggled her hips and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. "Aw, you charmer."

I kissed her again, running circles over her clit with my fingers until her eyes widened, a wicked smile on her face. This was Lila. I sat up and threw back the sheets, spreading her legs in my lap. We were both drenched. Sliding my cock on her pussy, I teased her with long strokes, until she scratched my chest.

"Fuck!" she screamed, fully awake now. Pinning her legs down, I fucked her like a wild animal. She hissed and arched her back but couldn't move much under my weight. Instead she held onto my forearms and yelled for more. Lila's huge breasts swung in circles, the bed springs creaking in time with my thrusts. Watching her thrash under me was amazing, this woman driven into a sexual frenzy. I felt her pussy clench and her legs tighten under my hands and Lila's orgasm ripped through her body like a thunderbolt.

"Please, please," she begged, pushing me away and I obliged. My cock glistened with her cream. "That felt so good," she whispered, chest still heaving. I kissed her forehead, her cheeks and neck before finding her eager mouth again. In our embrace, my cock finally began to soften, and I was relieved.

We had breakfast and a long shower before packing our things. Lila threw her bags into her rental as I watched from the front door.

"So this is it?" I asked, hugging her, grabbing two handfuls of ass.

Lila gave back a chaste kiss. "It might be. But who knows what the future holds. Maybe another conference."

"Maybe, if things were different…"

She looked away. "Maybe. But I have your email. I'll be in touch."

We both knew she was lying but said nothing. At the end of the day, we knew what this was, and what it could never be.

It was our little secret.

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