The Chalet Line

The fire was the only light in the room, and it painted Lena in gold. She was crouched by the hearth, stacking logs, and the thin cotton of her sundress pulled tight across her ass. My wife, Anna, was in the kitchen with the other husbands, laughing too loud. Lena and I hadn't touched all weekend, not since the moment I saw her step out of the car in those white panties.

She turned, caught me staring, and didn't look away. "The nights get cold up here," she said, her voice low over the crackle of the wood.

"I'm burning up already," I said.

She smiled, slow and knowing. "Is that so?"

The others were distracted, clinking glasses. I crossed the room, my heart hammering against my ribs. I stopped close enough to feel the heat off her skin.

"Lena," I whispered. "My wife is ten feet away."

"I know." She bit her lip. "That's the point, isn't it?"

She didn't flinch when my hand slid up her thigh. Her dress was short, and the skin was warm and smooth. My fingers found the edge of her white cotton panties—plain, practical, the kind of thing you'd buy in a three-pack. The thought of them against her cunt made my cock throb.

"These have been driving me crazy all weekend," I breathed against her neck.

She pressed her ass back into me, grinding against the bulge in my jeans. "Then do something about it."

I grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward the hallway. The last door led to a storage room—dark, smelling of pine and dust. I pushed her against the wall, my mouth on hers, hungry and messy. She moaned into me, arching her back.

"Lock it," she gasped.

I flicked the lock and was on her again. I hiked her dress up to her waist. Those white panties were soaked, the cotton clinging to her pussy, showing every fold. I hooked my thumbs under the elastic and pulled them down her thighs, just enough to expose her wet slit.

"Jesus, you're dripping," I said.

"Shut up and fuck me."

I dropped to my knees. I had to taste her first—I couldn't stop myself. My tongue dragged through her slick folds, and she let out a sharp, ragged breath. I sucked her clit, hard, and she grabbed a fistful of my hair.

"Don't stop," she panted. "God, please don't stop."

Her hips rolled against my face. I worked her until she was trembling, her thighs shaking around my ears. When I stood, I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock, already aching and slick at the tip. I guided it to her entrance, not pushing in, just teasing.

"Please," she begged. "I need it."

I slammed into her. She cried out, muffling it against my shoulder. Her cunt was tight and hot, squeezing me like a fist. I fucked her hard against the wall, the storage room filling with the wet, slapping sounds of our bodies.

"Harder," she hissed. "Don't you fucking go easy on me."

I grabbed her ass with both hands, lifting her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I drove into her deep, grinding my pelvis against her clit with every thrust. She was panting, moaning, her nails digging into my back through my shirt.

"I'm gonna come," she gasped.

"Come on my cock, Lena."

She came with a shuddering, guttural cry, her pussy clenching around me so hard I nearly lost it. I kept pounding into her, chasing my own release, the edge of the wooden shelf digging into my shoulder.

"Where?" I grunted.

"Inside. Please, I'm on the pill. Fill me up."

That was it. I buried myself as deep as I could and came, hot and thick, my hips stuttering as I pumped load after load into her. She kissed me through it, soft and slow, a weird tenderness after all that raw need.

We stayed like that for a long moment, breathing hard, tangled together in the dark. She finally unwrapped her legs, and my cock slipped out, wet and spent. Her panties were around her knees, ruined and soaked.

I helped her pull them up. She winced, smiling. "I'm gonna feel you in me all night."

"Good."

She kissed me once more, gentle. "We should get back before they notice."

We fixed ourselves, smoothed our clothes. When we walked back into the firelight, Anna was pouring wine and laughing. Lena caught my eye from across the room and gave me the smallest, wickedest smile.

CATEGORIES: [Panties, Cheating, In the Dark, Rough sex, Neighbor]