Secret Lovers

She asked for a date, and she got one.

Catherine was getting lonely and bored. She had made a frantic effort to spend some time with Chris during the two day public holidays but it had not worked out and she was beginning to lose it. She wanted him; she wanted to just spend some time with him even if it was for a short while. So she sent a message;

“Can we do isi-ewu on Friday? bill on me.” He agreed and a date was fixed.

They were to meet by 5pm at his hotel and set off to a local food place where the isi-ewu delicacy was sold. Isi-ewu is a special Igbo delicacy made from the head of a goat and seasoned with local spices and sauce. She had missed it for a long time. She had not eaten isi-ewu since she moved into the town and was getting nostalgic. She also missed Chris and wanted some time alone with him. She smiled as thoughts of the last time they had hung out together flashed through her mind and her breathing picked up. She really longed for his company and would do anything to be with him.

She arrived at his hotel by 5:57pm. She was 57 minutes later than the agreed time. Her husband had called her on the way to ask where she was going. She had not expected the call at that time;

“Where are you?” His deep voice boomed in her ear the moment she answered his call.

“Eh ehm... I’m driving to the supermarket. Do you know the name of that hang out place we went to the other time?”

“Park 24,” he replied; “and why are you asking after Park 24?”

“Well…ehmm a friend asked me to help make enquiries about a venue for her party. I want to refer a friend there to check it out.”

“Ok, ok… bye sweet heart....”

“Bye.” Their conversations these days always sounded official and devoid of any romance, they were like two business partners. She could not remember when things changed between them. Her mind went back to Chris as she approached the entrance gate of the hotel. The guards welcomed her with a polite smile as they handed her a tally and directed her to the parking area.

Chris came out of the hotel to meet Catherine trying to park outside his hotel. She parked beside an SUV and stayed in the car to touch up her makeup. Her heart hammered against her chest as he waved and went back inside.

“He’s waiting for you in Room 209”, the receptionist informed Catherine.

Hey, hotel room? Catherine wondered. She was not expecting things to move so fast. What was Chris up to? "Has he forgotten I'm married?" she pondered to herself. "What if his wife comes around and exposes us?" She rode the elevator up to his room while trying to control her quivering body. He flung the door open the moment she knocked and gave her a warm welcoming hug. The smell of his cologne enveloped her and she clung onto him a little longer before managing to pull away. His perfect white dentition flashed down at her as he took her hand in his warm ones and showed her round the room.

“This is my office,” he said. “Here is the sit-out where I receive visitors, and the kitchenet, where I can make tea or coffee, and microwave my food.”

Hmm, this is a good getaway place, Catherine thought to herself as a twinge of jealousy coursed through her. “Is there a room in here?”

“No, not at all, it’s just my office.”

“Ok…” Her mind was at peace with that. At least, we’re not going to make love tonight; that thought surprised her. She could not believe she was thinking of lovemaking, what was wrong with her? They sat to some drinks and after chatting for awhile, decided to set out to 042 for the date. They agreed to use his car; she liked the tinted glass and privacy it provided.

The isi-ewu was delicious and they laughed throughout the treat. The moment they got back into the car, Chris turned on the engine and the AC Cool air rushed at her from the vents and she turned to see him leaning closer. She could see the heated desire in his eyes as his naturally pink full lips drew nearer to hers but he stopped midway and met her gaze;

“I want to kiss you Catherine. I have been dreaming about your lips since the last time. Can I kiss you?”

His words set off a spark in her body. So he also felt it the last time? Catherine sighed; after their last kiss she had spent the whole night and week thinking about him and having lots of fantasies of two of them together. She was barely able to concentrate at work. No, no Chris, no kiss today; she wanted to say but a featherlike sensation on her chest drew her back to reality. She looked down and her eyes darted back to his as she felt his soft fingers mold and caress her nipples through her top. All thoughts flew out of her head as she felt the oxygen being sucked out of the car. A gasp escaped from Catherine’s lips and she closed her eyes, leaning her head against the head rest. The spark in her body was now a burning and aching flame. Her toes curled in her shoes as the most sensational feeling possessed her body. It had been long someone touched her nipples this way. She opened her eyes and watched as if in a dream as Chris unbuttoned her top and calmly set her girls free from the white lacy bra. She kicked her shoes off and moaned out with ecstasy as his warm tongue wrapped around her erect nipples. She knew she was lost the moment she felt her wetness soaking up her underwear. He was hungry for her and he devoured her ripe buds as if he would never have enough of her. Catherine clung to him and pulled his head closer. She managed to find her voice and said; “Chris stop,” but she didn’t want him to stop. She enjoyed every bit of the heaven he gave her. Chris was good. She loved his lips and tongue for what they did to her voluptuous breasts. He came up again and kissed her, deeply sucking and biting her lower lip like his life depended on it. She reached out to him and felt his hardness. Yeah, Chris was on fire for her. He quivered as her fingers caressed his long length pressing hard against the fabric of his trouser. He placed a hand on top of hers and firmly guided them to rub his engorged hardness. He shut his eyes and groaned. He wanted her to take him into her mouth, to suck him until he came but she was too shy, or too afraid, or too guilty…

“Chris... I’ve never done this before.” She had never done anything like this with her husband of 8 years. She had never felt this consuming sensation whenever he kissed her which was rare these days.

“Please just a kiss,” he pleaded passionately and she gently unzipped his trouser and without setting his pulsing dick free, bent over and placed a gentle kiss on him. Then he came at her again, sucking and running his tongue round her tips until she could not stop herself anymore. Just as she was about to scream out, his mouth covered hers, stifling the sound as she came. She trembled in his arms, out of breath. Suddenly he was moving her seat backwards and turning her to face him. He pushed up her short gown and shifted her g-string to the side. Catherine moaned out loud the moment his lips locked onto her throbbing clit. Chris ate her like a man who had been starved and she came again. His tongue lapped up all her wetness as she giggled with satisfaction.

They drove away from 042, and Chris still had a hard on. She was worried and wondered if he would be alright. He had to be fine so that his staff would not wonder what had happened to him. When they came to a somewhat lonely street; he parked under a tree and stepped out of the car. She thought he was going to relieve himself by the roadside but he came around to the passenger’s side where Catherine sat, opening the door, he pulled down the zipper of his trouser and set himself free in front of her. Her wide eyes took in his large, pulsing erect dick and the pre-com dripping from its tip and as if possessed by alien spirits, Catherine moaned and tried to wrap her fingers around the base. She was fascinated by his size. Looking up at him seductively, she ran her tongue over his shiny tip and Chris gasped as if he had been holding in his breath. Without second thoughts, she swallowed him and sucked like a child who just discovered her favorite candy. She could not stop herself and his groans for her emboldened her as she took him deeper and deeper but suddenly, he pulled out of her swollen lips, hurriedly kissed her and re-entered the car. But Catherine was not discouraged by his sudden action. She could not get over the intense desire to have him in her mouth. She eased down her seat and setting him free, resumed feasting on his hard dick as he drove down the deserted road. She was overwhelmed by her hunger for him and she sucked him with pleasure and vigor. After awhile, Chris swerved into a lonely street and gave in to her ministration. It felt good to watch him come twice that night. She felt powerful, wanton and alive.

When they were spent, he drove back to the area around the street of his hotel. With their fingers wrapped tightly together, they chatted away. By the time they got to her car, guess what, it was 10pm and her phone was blinking where she had left it in her car. She didn’t know time had gone so much… She had planned to be home by 8pm. Finally, it was time to leave. Chris planted one more lingering last kiss and it was good bye.

She got home and called to let him know she was home... “Hmm tonight was intense;” said Catherine, “I didn’t anticipate it; I had hoped we’d just chat and hug and have a nice time. Next time I am not going ask for a date with you. I definitely got more than I bargained for.”

“But I enjoyed it,” Chris said. ‘Thank you for giving me a nice time.”

“Guess what,” said Catherine… “I enjoyed it too.” Chris gave a loud laugh; “You mean you did too? Hmm, now we’re stuck. Where do we go from here?”