Someone had walked inside and paused. She stood up quietly to see if she could peer through the small gap in the cubicle door but it was too narrow. Instead she coughed, hoping he would recognise the sound of her voice.
She held her breath.
A moment later there was a gentle knock on the door and she smiled.
Carefully, she unlocked the latch and peered through the widening gap, to find her husband’s face staring back at her, a mixture of amusement and fear plastered all over it.
‘Took you long enough,’ she said, as he squeezed into the cubicle next to her. Without another word, she winked at him and turned around, then lifted up her dress revealing her bare bottom.
Cole’s eyes popped.
‘You’re not wearing any knickers.’
‘And yet you’re still wearing trousers,’ she said as she bent over.
Hurriedly he unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his fly as Elsie looked back at him.
‘Fuck me fast.’
Cole slipped his hard cock out into his hand, then he placed his foot between his wife’s legs and slid them apart. His free hand caressed her bottom, his thumb stroking the sparkling red jewel, as the head of his cock teased her pussy lips apart.
She was dripping wet.
He pushed forward and slid deep inside her in one smooth movement and Elsie had to stifle a cry of illicit excitement as she remembered where she was.
He felt huge inside her, his cock throbbed with urgency and it felt fucking good.
Her mouth fell open as he thrust harder and harder, his cock pulsing deeper and deeper inside her.
She could feel him building already, he felt full and tight and she had to cover her own mouth to stifle her moans as his cock strained, stretching her and making her feel full. The sensation of him inside her pussy and the jewel inside her ass was overwhelming.
She reached back and took hold of his hand and squeezed.
‘Come inside me,’ she whispered.
She felt him thrust hard twice and then he came, and a moment later so did she.
The orgasm was dirty and hard. She shuddered, trying desperately to stay silent as it gushed through her and overwhelmed her senses, like a flood of adrenaline. Cole continued to thrust, pumping his seed deep into her pussy. She could feel it, sticky and warm and wet. It made her flush with delight as she felt him twitch and pulse.
As he slowed down and slipped out of her, she shimmied her dress back down, slipped her knickers back on and stood upright. Then she turned around, dabbed the corner of her mouth with her index finger and smiled, slipping her fingers around his still throbbing member.
‘Next time, you get to put this in my ass. Hopefully, you’ll last a little longer too.’
She stood on tip-toes and kissed him. Her still recovering husband took a long, uneven and deep breath before she spoke again.
‘Shall we go and have a little dinner now?’
*
Elsie practically skipped over the threshold of their front door, spinning like a top into their lounge and throwing off her coat.
‘Mr Winters, my dear husband. Thank you very much for a lovely evening,’ she said, smiling and putting on a very upper class British accent. ‘But I am rather tired of all the foreplay, as satisfying as it was, and would quite like you to take me upstairs this instant, flip my skirt up, rip off my knickers and fuck my ass as hard as you can.’
She bit her lip and looked over at him with such flaming desire in her eyes that Cole took a step back. As he looked at her, she began to unbutton her dress.
‘Be that as it may, Mrs Winters, please believe me when I say that I am very much intent upon ravishing your bottom this evening, but I am also keen that you are sufficiently relaxed, calm and ready to accept my rather large, some would say oversized penis, into your delicate and never before used, sweet little hole.’
Elsie blushed and laughed, sliding her dress down to the floor.