Skinny Dipping at Night

She blushed a lot as admitted that to her. She never thought he looked at her in that way. She had been told time and time again by her husband how plain she was, how old she was getting. It was almost unreal to her that this good looking, kind hearted man would ever give her a second look.

"You really think I'm beautiful?" She asked softly.
 
Patrick gave Erika the warmest smile she had ever seen, a welcome change in her world due to her asshole of an abusive husband. "Erika, I've never been able to stop thinking about you from your first trip up here to the lake. I tell you this as plainly as I mean it. You're the most ravishing creature my eyes have even been afforded the opportunity to dine on."
 
"You're such a wonderful man." She whispered softly, smiling at him. He made her feel special, sexy even..something her husband hadn't done in a long time. She hated how her husband made her feel. He always told her how old she was getting, how she wasn't sexy anymore. But here she was with this wonderful man who made her feel so very sexy.
 
The tea, much like the sexual tension in the room, was at a boil. "Excuse me, Erika." Patrick walked over to fetch mugs and tea leaves from the kitchen, intentionally leaving his precious notebook there in front of her. Deliberately taking extra time, he hoped she might "accidentally" skim over a few of the pages while he was gone.
 
Erika didn't know if she should look. She didn't know if he'd be upset by it. She didn't want to invade his privacy in any way. But she opened the brown notebook and flipped through it. Some of the stuff was more of mystery, sci-fi, she wasn't really into that sort of the thing. But somewhere towards the middle she landed on a page or two.

This particular story that she landed on started with Patrick coming up behind her, kissing her neck softly, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. As she read, the story continued with him unbuttoning her blouse, kissing down her chest, her stomach.....She had to close the notebook. She found her heart racing, her heart beating. She put the notebook down, waiting for him to come back with the tea.
 
With two cups of steaming herbal tea in hand, he sat down next to Erika, the woman literally of his fantasies, and handed her a steamy mug. She had been into something steamy herself, what with her cheeks flushed and all.

"My notebook is closed ... Were you reading through it?". He was praying that her answer was yes.
 
She took the tea from him, nodding in thank you. Her heart was still racing. She didn't read the entire thing, she didn't even get through the story. She had only gotten halfway through when she got all flustered. She took a sip of the tea before I put it down.

"I..uh..I did." She says to him, stammering a little. "I'm sorry if I..uh..read into your privacy..uh..I'm sorry..." She stammered again, hoping he wouldn't hate her for reading such intimate thoughts.
 
Patrick could no longer contain his smile. Erika was curious enough to look though and he was overjoyed.

Grinning ear to ear, he asked her, "so ... What did you think? See anyrhing you liked?. He opened the notebook in a way it would be easy for her to flip through as he held onto it.
 
Her heart was beating like crazy. She didn't have sex with her husband anymore. But it wasn't even about the sex. It was about another man wanting to touch her, kiss her, make her feel beautiful. She flipped open to the page that she had read. She handed him the notebook once she was on the particular page.

The particular story that she read started off with Patrick standing behind her, his arms around her waist from behind. He started kissing her neck, whispering in her ear, how beautiful she was. Soon he had unbuttoned her blouse, kissing her chest, her stomach, kissing all over her body. The story continued with him taking her black lace bra off..fondling her wonderful globes. Taking her hardened nipples in his mouth.

That was where she stopped reading. She had to. It made her flush..made her excited.
 
He erection slowly started to grow the more and more she read. It was a story for her, about her and here she was, reading it to him by fire light. As she finished reading, Patrick took the tea from Erika's gentle hand. Fuck it if she was married. He had been waiting for this moment for years and if she wanted it, he was going to be the man to give it to her.

He walked behind her and sat down on the empty space on the soft leather couch. Patrick removed her blanket, wrapped his arms around her waist, his breath warm on her back.

"Erika, you are intoxicatingly beautiful. I have desired you for years. I want you, here, with me, tonight."
 
Erika read the entire story to him. The part where he touched her breasts, tasting her hard nipples..all of it. Every single sentence until he slipped his manhood into her needing womanhood. Once she was done reading the story, she didn't know what to say. She was completely flustered. Her heart was still racing like crazy.

Before she could say anything, she felt Patrick's arms around her waist. She felt his breath at her neck, right under her earlobe too. If she wasn't flustered enough, she sure was now.

"Patrick.." She almost whimpered, hearing his soft whispers in her ear..the way he held her, whispered to her. She couldn't help but get excited.
 
Reaching around her and taking the notebook from her hands, he placed it back in the locked box it came from. He kissed her below her earlobe.

"All my writings about you, I would perfrom them in a heartbeat.". His hands reached around to unbutton her blouse just as he had in the story.
 
"Patrick..." She whispered weakly. She felt the way he kissed her earlobe, the way his breath hit her ear. She remembered all the things she read, how he'd undress her, kiss down her body like she was a goddess.

She gasped softly watching as he started to unbutton her blouse. She didn't stop him though. Maybe she wanted him to see her. She bit her lip, waiting to see what would happen next between them.
 
"You look amazing, he whispered in her ear.". His strong, worn hands worked their way down her blouse, releasing ever button. He slipped it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, here amazing breasts held within the black lace bra he spotted on the dock when she was skinny dipping. Was this real? Was he actually acting out one of his fantasies with the woman of his dreams?

"You are my goddess, Erika. I yearn only to worship your body tonight.". He ran his fingers up and down her back, kissing her intently on the back of her neck. His story, as it turns out, was coming to life.
 
She found herself blushing at his words. She smiled a little as he took off her blouse, seeing her breasts covered in her black lace bra. She was married, she knew she should find some excuse to leave but she couldn't. She had this amazing man here, giving her all this attention. It made her heart race. She reached for his tee shirt, lifting it over his head and tossing it to the floor.

"Patrick, please be sure about this..." She whispered. It would hurt her if they got so far and he ended up turning her away.
 
His strong bare chest now exposed, he pressed his body against her bare back. She felt a little cool having just gotten out of the water, but he decided to warm her up quickly. Patrick could barely contain his excitement being here with her now. Her breasts so smooth, his fingertips ran circles around every inch of her exposed skin. Leaning her against the back of the sofa, he started kissing her neck below the chin. His lips moved lower to the tops of her gorgeous breasts.

"Erika, you're the most sure thing in my life. How could any man ever deny you?"
 
Her heart was racing like crazy. She loved her husband a very long time ago. When they first got married, they were so in love. But now..not even close. He drank all the time, told her old she was getting and never once told her she was beautiful. Most night he ended up making her cry. She bit her lip softly as she lay back on the couch, touching Patrick's strong chest. For a man of his age, he had a wonderful body.

She flushed as he asked her how a man could deny her. "Believe me, it has happened more than once." She whispered to him. He was such a fine looking man with a good heart. His kisses made her feel so beautiful.
 
He continued moving his mouth down her body, leaving her bra on for now, just like the story he wrote. Running his lips across her chest in the valley between her breasts, Patrick began kissing her toned abs. His erection was swelling even more. He clothed her entire torso in light, tender, loving kisses.

Looking up at his fantasy partner now reality, he whispered, "Denying your exquisite body pleasure even once is a travesty so great I cannot fathom." He could hear her heart beginning to race faster, much like his own which was beating out of his chest.
 
Her heart was racing like nothing she could believe. Patrick was a good looking, caring man and he deserved a wonderful woman in his life. And the fact that he was here with her, made her happy. She sighed softly, feeling his kisses down her skin, kissing her chest, her stomach.

She just watched him, totally flushed as he kissed down her body. She ran her fingers though his hair, in awe of what was happening but so happy.
 
The next page in the story was to take her black lace bra off, which Patrick could not wait any longer for. Kissing her back up her stomach, his arms reached around and undid the clasp, setting her more than ample chest free. His hands slid around, bringing the bra with it. They looked magnificent in the water earlier tonight, now her supple globes danced in the light of of the fire, right in front of his mouth. First extending his tongue, he placed it on the underside of her right nipple. A soft, longing lick up, his tongue flicked the tip. Her nipples were quite hard as the cabin was cool and she had just been in the water 30 minutes ago. Taking it into his mouth, he lightly sucked at it, his hands continuing to fondle both breasts as he did.
 
Erika hadn't had a man touch her like this in so long. Her husband rarely gave her sex. And when he did, there was no foreplay, no intimate touching. He would just lay on his back and she'd have to fuck his dick. But this..this was exciting to her. She could feel her panties already becoming wet.


Her nipple was still hard from the water and it got even harder as Patrick sucked on it. "Oh christ.." She muttered, feeling it in his mouth. It got instantly hard. She reached for his pants, needing to open them...desperately needing to feel his manhood in her hand.
 
Patrick had a shooting star of a thought that Erika was a married woman and that this was inappropriate, but if she had come this far on her own volition, especially after having read his story about her and this moment, he was not going to let the opportunity slip by to have her. Besides, her marriage was all but over anyway.

It was as if she had read the entire story already as she reached for his pants. He broke off from licking her hard nipples so that he could do the same, starting to work at the button and zipper of her pants as well. As he peeled them open, he could clearly see the dampness to her panties. He felt the already significant bulge in his pants become even bigger as he began working her own jeans off while she was left to work on his.
 
She knew how wrong this was. Technically she was still married. But she was in a loveless marriage. Her husband yelled at her all the time, made her cry and told her often how ugly she was getting. But here was this man, Patrick, who could have any woman in the world he wanted but here he was, treating her body like some goddess.

She pulled away for a second. She took him by the hand and led him into his bedroom. Once they were inside, she pushed down his pants, placing soft kisses down his chest. She knew she probably shouldn't be doing this but she couldn't back out...there was no turning back now.
 
Erika's lips and kisses down his chest were even better than Patrick's wildest fantasy. Now in his bedroom, it still had the rustic cabin feel as the fireplace roared outside the door. The headboard and footboard were made of thick branches sticking up vertically about a foot apart with one large branch connecting them all in an arch along the top. It was this room where he had often looked out the window to see Erika in the water with his manhood in his hands, gratifying himself to her perfect form. This evening, he would only be pleasuring Erika instead of himself.

He brushed her hair as it rolled down his chest, free to fall and roam anywhere on his body. Cupping her ear, he tilted her head upward to look into her eyes. "Erika, I've never known a more amazing woman than you in my life. I would give anything to pleasure orally you this evening, knowing I have satisfied the desires of the most enchanting creature I have seen. After that, it is your choice to stay as I know you have ..." Looking out the window, her own cabin could be spotted. " ... you have obligations."
 
He heart was racing. She knew she wanted him to go down on her. She knew if they went further than that, she would be unfaithful to her husband..the husband who didn't even love her. But she wouldn't think about that now..for now, she'd just think about how good this would feed. She nodded in agreement as she slipped of her jeans and her panties, putting them on the floor. She began rubbing herself, letting him know this is what she wanted...desperately.
 
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