When he
arrived at the house, he found Mira dressed all in black as normal.
“What are
you doing here?” she asked and kissed him “I wasn’t expecting you this early, I’ve just finished dressing, I’m not
ready yet”
“You look
ready to me” he said
“I haven’t
even done my makeup yet” she said and turned away
“You look gorgeous as you are” he said and put his hands on her shoulders and she leant back against him and he
kissed the top of her head, then he ran his hands slowly down from her shoulders
until they were caressing her breasts.
She leant
her head back so she could look up at him and said
“We haven’t
got time for that”
Mira bent over the sofa to retrieve her makeup bag, which was when Colin
took his chance to slip his hand up under her skirt to her stocking top and
beyond, where his finger quickly slipped inside her gusset and between her
lips
“I thought you said you weren’t ready” he said
In response
she quickly stood up and disconnected his finger from her pussy and said
“I’m always
ready for that, but we don’t have time”
“We should
always have time for it” he corrected her
“We really
haven’t got time for it this time” she said and smiled
“I think we
do” Colin retorted and bent down and kissed her smiling lips, and as he did so
he began pulling the front of her top up so he could get a better hold of her
tits.
“Oh no you
don’t” Mira said and leant forward pressing her tits against the back of the
sofa, denying him access and giggling like a schoolgirl.
“Playing
hard to get are we,” he said and quickly lifted the back of her shirt up and
unfastened her bra
“You sneaky
sod” she said still laughing but pressed her front even tighter against the
furnishings still denying him access to her un-holstered breasts.
So a change
of tack was called for and he abandoned his quest for breast and got his hand
up her skirt and inside her knickers instead, but Mira instantly countered his
new assault by pressing her pelvis up against the frame of the sofa and
wouldn’t let him get to her minge.
Leaving him
only one option left, which was to spin her around and push her backwards on to
the sofa.
She was
laughing as she span around and then let out a girlish yelp as she landed on
her back, and Mira’s legs were sticking up in the air so he grabbed one ankle
so she couldn’t get up again and then yanked her pants off her arse before she
knew what was happening, before doing the same with her skirt.
From then
on it was relatively simple to pull them off over her ankles despite the fact
she was trying to kick her legs.
“We really
don’t have time,” she said still giggling
“Well
you’re almost naked now” Colin responded as he unbuttoned his trousers and
pulled his cock from his pants and gave it a bit of a tug.
Mira’s arse
was parked on the arm of the sofa while her head and shoulders were on the seat
pad, as a result her fanny was looking up at him.
As he
immobilized her legs with one arm, he placed his hand on her bush, combing her
pubes with his fingers and slipping his thumb along her greasy crease.
Mira
stopped giggling at that point and moaned softly instead
“We’re
going to miss our plane” she purred as he rubbed her clit with his thumb.
“Then the
sooner we get started the sooner we’ll be finished” he said as he plugged into
her.
The moment
his shaft was greased up to his balls he released Mira’s legs and she relocated
them either side of his head and crossed her ankles behind his neck, and there
were no more protestations about a lack of time only murmurs and moans of
pleasure as Colin entered her tight young pussy again and again.
As he
banged her the sofa moved inch by inch across the room as her moans grew
louder, until right on cue when the sofa would move no further, they both came.
He withdrew
from her and waddled penguin like around the sofa and sat down on the seat next
to a panting Mira and put his hand on her belly.
“See we did
have time” he said
They didn’t
speak for the next 10 minutes or so they just panted and reflected on a job
well done, that was until Mira stretched and sighed, as she lay in the same
position he left her in, and rolled over.
She looked
up at him with a familiar look in her eye and smiled before taking his limp
member in her mouth, which of course didn’t stay limp for long.
“You want
to go again?” he asked
“Mmmm” she
mumbled
“I thought
you didn’t want to miss the plane?” he said and then with a slurp she released
his cock and crawled onto his lap.
“We’re
already late” she answered taking her top off and impaling herself on him.
“That was
lovely” she said as they redressed, more than an hour after they should have
left for the airport “But what are we going to do about our plane?”
“Nothing”
“What?” she
exclaimed “But we are so late, we’ll never get there on time”
“We have
plenty of time” he said calmly
“No, we
don’t” she snapped “what are we going to do”
“Don’t
panic” he said and kissed her forehead “our flight doesn’t leave until tomorrow”
“What?” she
exclaimed in disbelief
“We don’t
fly until tomorrow” he explained
“You pig!”
she cried and slapped him playfully and then they kissed
“So where
are we going today?”
“The Hilton”
he replied “Luxury room, four poster bed, pool, jacuzzi, gym and Michelin
starred restaurant”
“Wow” she
retorted “Now tell me more about the bed”
And then
they kissed again.
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