Mistaken

Kyle threw his bowtie on the night table. He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the floor, knowing he would get an earful from Beth, his housekeeper. It was an eventful night. He unbuttoned his suit pants and let them slide onto the floor before kicking them to a corner. He walked into the shower and let the hot water wash over his body. His shoulders ached. His ribs hurt every time he breathed. Dammit. Not only was he duped by a beauty like a schoolboy, but he was relieved of his eleven-million-dollar brooch. Who was he kidding? He didn’t care about the brooch. He cared more about caressing the silky skin of a woman. He probably had a better chance at finding the diamond than getting laid tonight since Courtney, Ness, and Penny were all upset with him. He was sure he could find someone else if he cared to dial a number, but he couldn’t be bothered. He’d have to deal with the insurance company tomorrow, and that was enough to put his mood in the pits. He got out of the shower and dried off with a towel. Bruises were forming on both shoulders and his ribs. He should probably ice the areas, but he was too tired. He plopped onto the bed, crawled under the covers, and fell asleep.

There was tingling on his back. Something soft was touching him. Kyle’s drowsy mind couldn’t figure out what it was. It moved from his back to his shoulder, to his arm, and down to his hand. The sensation was titillating. Its soft and seductive touch aroused every cell in his body.

“Hmmm,” he moaned.

The soft caresses found their way between his fingers, her delicate fingers on top of his, assuming they belonged to a woman. Her hand slid over his gently up and down, not quite interlocking their fingers. Kyle thoroughly enjoyed the sensation that was somehow amplified in his drowsiness. There was no light coming through the windows. It must still be late.

He held his breath in anticipation of what she might do next. She interlocked her fingers tightly in his, palm to palm. Her small hand fit perfectly into his, and he moaned at the thought of their bodies fitting perfectly together. She pressed her soft breasts against the firmness of his back. She began to kiss his back and his shoulders.

Kyle had never seen the point of extended foreplay. He would kiss a woman, sure. He would lick her tits and rub against her pussy but anything longer than courtesy foreplay? Forget it. That was for high school boys trying to get laid. He had shit to do. But fuck it if he didn’t thoroughly enjoy what she was doing to him right now.

She pressed her breasts firmly against his back and lifted one long, slender leg onto his. Her pussy rubbed against his ass as she slid her leg up and down. Kyle couldn’t wait any longer. He’d had enough foreplay for now. He released his hand from hers and rolled over. He slid down along the soft curves of her body and positioned himself between her legs. He kissed her inner thighs, gently prodding her to open her legs. She obeyed with a soft moan that made his dick swell. He slid his arms underneath her legs and lifted her hips off the bed slightly. He wanted to taste her pussy before he penetrated her. He kissed and licked the pink swell gently.

Ahhh. She moaned.

He kissed the inner and outer layers of her labia, pinching and nipping them with his lips. He moved his tongue to trace the outline of her opening slowly. Fuck. This wasn’t Ness, Penny or Courtney. Who the hell was this? Oh, who cares. He’ll find out soon enough. All he knew was that her moans drove him crazy, and she tasted too good to stop. He shrouded her pussy with his mouth and lightly penetrated the opening with his tongue.

Ahhh. She moaned again. Louder this time. It was driving him wild. No fucking around. She was almost ready. He would love to penetrate her now, but he would do that later, over and over again. For now, he wanted to hear her come.

He slid his fingers into her wet opening and began caressing the softness inside her. He knew he touched precisely where he needed to. Her moans became breathless and desperate.

“Ahhh.”

She arched her back as she came over his fingers. Her inner walls tightened around his fingers, and she clenched her thigh muscles as she came. He slowly rose onto his hands and knees. His eyes adjusted to the darkness as he crawled over her. He could see the outline of her curvy ass. He instantly imagined fucking her from behind. His eyes moved over to her flat stomach, then her breasts. Fuck me. They were full, soft, and perfectly shaped, with hard pink nipples adorning them. He lowered his mouth and licked her tits, his hard cock brushing against her legs. She began to breathe hard again and moaned softly.

He lifted his head and moved his eyes to her face. Those lips. Those full, wet, perfect lips. He’d seen them before. A flash of recognition came to his mind. He pushed himself up and met her eyes. She looked back at him, mortified. Their eyes met.

“Aaaaaah!” She screamed and pulled herself away from him.

“What the fuck!” He shouted and jumped off the bed.

“Light on!” He yelled, and the lights turned on.

He stood before the bed and glared at the woman covering her naked body.

“You!” was all he could come up with.

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