Rain-Slicked Reunion

The moment I slid into the passenger seat of her rental car in the hotel parking lot, the air crackled. Elena’s fingers tightened on the wheel, her dark eyes flicking over me like she wanted to devour me right there. We hadn’t spoken since the breakup two years ago, yet here we were on the same corporate retreat in Chicago, assigned to the same off-site client meeting. Rain hammered the roof as she pulled out into traffic, her short black skirt riding high on her thighs.

「相変わらず道路を自分のものみたいに運転してるんだな」と、低い声で言った。シートベルトに手を伸ばしたとき、俺の手が彼女の膝に触れ、二人とも固まった。熱が一気に俺のモノへと走った。

エレナは唇を舐め、小さな笑みがこぼれた。「あなたはいつも私が支配するのが好きだったわね、マーク。変わらないものもあるのね。」彼女の声には、深夜の囁きと約束を思い出させるあの煙るような響きがあった。街の灯りが雨に濡れた窓の外をぼやけて流れ、外の嵐と同じくらい濃い緊張が私たちの間に立ちこめた。

私は待てなかった。手のひらがさらに上へ滑り、指先が彼女のスカートの下の滑らかな肌をなぞった。彼女は鋭く息を吸い込んだが、私を止めなかった。「どこかに車を止めて」と私は低くうなるように言った。

She laughed, breathy and teasing. “Always so impatient.” But she took the next exit, winding into an empty industrial lot behind a shuttered warehouse. The car barely stopped before I leaned across the console and kissed her hard. Our mouths crashed together, tongues sliding hot and urgent. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling just right, while I cupped her face, thumbs stroking her jaw.

Buttons were next. I worked her blouse open one by one, deliberate, savoring each pop. The silky fabric parted to reveal a lacy black bra that barely contained her full tits. “God, these still drive me crazy,” I murmured against her neck, kissing down to the swell of her breasts. She arched, a soft moan escaping as my hands roamed, squeezing, thumbs circling her hardening nipples through the lace.

「マーク…くそっ、あなたの手…」と彼女は声を震わせてささやきました。彼女は手を下ろし、私のスラックスの厚く膨らんだ部分を手のひらで包み、布越しに私を撫で続け、私が彼女の口にうめき声を漏らすまでそうしました。私たちはそのまま長い時間、ゆっくりと深くキスを続け、手で探り合い、焦らし合いました。私がスカートをもっと上に引っ張ると、彼女のスカートは腰のあたりでくしゃくしゃにまとまり、私のシャツは半分脱げて袖が肘に絡まりました。狭い車内ではすべての動きが親密で、膝がぶつかり合い、肘がダッシュボードを叩き、吐息で窓が曇りました。

Elena finally shoved the seat back as far as it would go. “Get in the back. Now.” Her command sent fresh blood rushing to my cock. I climbed over, dragging her with me. She straddled my lap in the cramped rear seat, knees digging into the leather on either side of my thighs. Rain drummed louder on the roof, drowning out everything but our ragged breathing.

I freed my throbbing cock, thick and veined, slapping against my stomach. She watched with hungry eyes, biting her lip. “Still so big for me,” she teased, grinding her soaked panties along my length. The wet heat of her pussy lips through the thin fabric made me twitch. I hooked a finger in the crotch and yanked them aside, exposing her smooth, glistening slit.

「エレナ…君の中に入りたいんだ」私の声は掠れていた。彼女は腰を浮かせ、私の亀頭を彼女のきつい入り口に当て、ゆっくりと沈み込んだ。彼女の膣が私を包み込むように広がると、二人同時に息を呑んだ。熱いベルベットのような感触が隅々まで締め付け、私が根元まで埋まるまで続いた。「もうこんなに濡れてるのか」と私は唸り、彼女の尻に手を置いて、引き締まった双丘を揉みしだいた。

She started riding me, hips rolling in tight circles that made her clit grind against my base. The car rocked gently with each thrust, windows completely steamed. I pulled her bra cups down so her tits spilled free, bouncing with every movement. I captured one nipple between my lips, sucking hard while my fingers dug into her waist, guiding her faster.

「ああ…その調子で」彼女は荒い息を漏らし、頭を後ろに仰け反らせた。天井に手を突いて踏ん張りながら、私を激しく騎乗位で貫き、マンコが私のチンポを締め付ける。彼女の濡れた襞が上下に滑る音が車内に響き、私たちのうめき声と混ざり合う。私は遊び心で彼女の尻をピシャリと一発叩いた；彼女はキャッと声を上げると、息を切らして笑った。「もう一回やれよ、この野郎」

I did, twice more, the slaps echoing. Her rhythm grew frantic, inner walls fluttering. I felt her climax building, so I reached between us and rubbed her swollen clit in firm circles. “Come on my cock, baby. Let me feel it.”

Elena shattered with a cry, pussy pulsing hard, juices coating my balls. Her whole body trembled, tits pressed to my chest as she rode out the waves. I held her through it, kissing her deeply, tongues lazy now.

彼女が息を整える間もなく、俺は体位を反転させ、彼女をシートに仰向けに寝かせた。彼女の脚が俺に巻き付き、俺は深く一定のリズムで再び突き入れた。新しい角度のおかげで、彼女の目が裏返るあの奥の場所を突くことができた。俺はゆっくりと淫らにキスを続け、腰をピストンのように動かしながら両手で彼女の曲線をまさぐった。外は冷たい雨だったが、俺たちの肌は汗で滑っていた。

“Mark… I’m gonna come again,” she whimpered between kisses.

“Good. Give it to me.” I thrust harder, balls slapping her ass, the car creaking beneath us. Her second orgasm hit even stronger, pussy milking my cock so perfectly I couldn’t hold back. With a guttural groan I buried myself to the hilt and came, thick ropes of cum flooding her spasming pussy. We stayed locked together, panting, foreheads pressed, sharing lazy kisses as the aftershocks faded.

ホテルの部屋の半分開いたカーテンから朝の光が差し込んでいた。エレナは私のオーバーサイズのドレスシャツ一枚だけで小さなコーヒーメーカーのそばに立っていて、髪は乱れ、脚はまだ少し震えていた。彼女はカップに二杯注ぎ、肩越しに振り返っていたずらっぽい微笑みを浮かべた。それでシーツの下の私のペニスがびくんと反応した。

“Cream and sugar, right?” she asked, voice husky from last night.

“Yeah,” I replied, sitting up. Our eyes met and held, full of heat and something softer. She brought the mugs over, perched on the edge of the bed, and we sipped in charged silence, stealing glances like teenagers who’d just discovered each other all over again. The business trip suddenly felt a whole lot longer.