'I let my hand fall to her lap, pressing it against her pussey, but with obvious reluctance she drew away and breathed in my ear: “Not now, Teddy, we're almost home.”
'However, once we were safely inside the Dashwoods' spacious apartment on the Rue de la Paix, we took up from where we left off in the hallway until Valerie suggested that we moved into the bedroom. There, she pushed me back onto the bed and said: “Teddy, I must go into the dressing room and take off this nice new frock before it creases up. Stay here, I shan't be very long.”
'“Don't worry, I'll be ready and waiting for you,” I replied and as she closed the door behind her, I pulled off my shoes and socks. After all, it didn't heed a Sherlock Holmes to know what Valerie had in mind, so I proceeded to undress down to my drawers and hung my jacket, shirt and trousers over a chair. Then, just as I sat down on the bed, Valerie returned, wearing only a diaphanous silk robe.
'“Ah, I'm glad to see that you haven't wasted any more precious time,” she said huskily as she slipped the robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor whilst I gazed in awe at her flawless naked body.
'Andrew, my dear chap, I swear to you that mere words are inadequate to describe her beauty and it needed not a weird artist like Kleiman but a da Vinci, Rubens or Van Dyck to capture this perfect picture of feminine pulchritude. My heart began to beat faster when she lifted her arms to unpin her reddish-brown hair and free her long shiny tresses which now tumbled down to her shoulders whilst her superb uptilted breasts and cherry-sized nipples jiggled up and down with the movement. As you might expect, my shaft shot up like a rocket as my eyes swivelled down to her smooth white-skinned belly and the curly bush of auburn hair which nestled between her ivory thighs.
'I was transfixed by this sensuous vision and sat stock-still, wondering how any girl could have breasts so exquisitely rounded with nipples that thrust out so tight, so hard. Valerie looked at me with an amused smile on her face as she walked slowly towards me with outstretched hands.
'The dappled light streaming in through the net curtains shone on the ravishing girl as I pulled her down onto the bed. Our mouths fused together as I gathered her into my arms. My hands flew to her breasts which I squeezed and rubbed whilst I lifted my hips to enable her to yank down my drawers and gasp hold of my throbbing cock.
'But, probably because this was the first time I had fucked another man's wife, there remained a tiny glimmer of concern in my mind despite Captain Dashwood's encouragement of this adulterous affair. For just a moment I drew back and whispered: “Valerie, you are sure you want to continue? I mean, if Gordon unexpectedly came back-”
'She interrupted me by kissing me on the lips and confirmed the truth of her husbands assertion about his wife's high sexual drive by saying: “Hush now, Teddy, didn't Gordon inform you at the restaurant that he and I have a special understanding?”
'This was all I needed to hear and I wrapped my arms around her again as we locked together in a passionate exploration of each other's bodies. She responded to my every move. Later, Valerie told me how she had meant to take her time but her pussey was juicing so quickly that without further ado she straddled herself over me and impaled herself on my cock.
'She rode me like she would a bucking bronco, pounding the gorgeous soft cheeks of her arse against my thighs as I gyrated my hips upwards and felt her cunney muscles grip my shaft as my knob pounded the depths of her clingy, moist quim. For at least two full minutes we fucked without a pause until I could hold back no longer and, with a low, wordless growl, I flooded her cunt with a deluge of frothy jism. This fierce gush quickly brought on Valerie's own climax and she shuddered to a thunderous orgasm as if an electric shock had crackled through her cunney. With my quivering cock trapped inside her cunt, she clenched her thighs together for one last ecstatic spend.
'I fell back exhausted but was given little time to recover! With a gay laugh, Valerie swung herself round so that she now faced the window. Then she leaned forward, pushing out the glowing cheeks of her shapely bottom so that they were only inches away from my face as she closed her lips over the bulbous helmet of my shaft which was still liberally coated with our mingled love juices.
'Valerie's delicious sucking made my shaft stiffen again and I gasped with pleasure at the ecstatic sensations caused by her warm, moist tongue as she gulped more of my cock further inside her mouth. With the tip of her tongue she began to strum the underside of my shaft, working her way wetly along its full twitching length. I closed my eyes and gurgled with delight as, after just two or three swipes of her wicked tongue, my fully erect chopper was once more as hard as iron.
'Then she pulled her mouth away and murmured: “M'm, what a tasty cock! But rather than suck you off, I would far rather you poked me doggie-style, if you would be so kind.”
'“With the greatest of pleasure,” I answered although, truth to tell, I would have liked a longer period of recuperation because I had just spent copiously after a wild fuck which itself had come after a sumptuous luncheon. Nevertheless, it would have been grossly impolite to refuse her request so I hauled myself up to my knees. Valerie leaned forward and impudently stuck her creamy bum cheeks in the air as she called out: “Go on, dear, my nice wet love funnel is ready and waiting for you.”
'I took a deep breath and guided my pulsing prick beneath her rolling buttocks, sighing with delight as my knob squelched its way into her dripping quim. Valerie squealed happily as we fell into a fresh bout of wild fucking. She pushed her bottom back to force her cunney along the full length of my throbbing boner and beads of perspiration trickled down my face as I slewed my tired but still eager shaft in and out of Valerie's exquisite cunt.
'My balls felt full to bursting and, quite candidly, I made little attempt to delay the ultimate pleasure, quickly exploding into a climactic release. However, Valerie had already milked my cock so expertly that only a feeble rivulet of jism spurted out of my knob as waves of sheer fatigue coursed through me. My shaft softened straight after this paltry emission and I lapsed into a comatose state of complete and utter exhaustion. Much to Valerie's displeasure because, believe it or not, Andrew, the insatiable floozie now wanted me to fuck her jouncy bottom.'
'Well, couldn't you have obliged her after a refreshing little nap?' I enquired, trying in vain to keep a straight face as a tiny smile played about my lips.
'There just wasn't time, old boy, because I had to attend an important auction of eighteenth century silver at Reis et Cie at five o'clock,' he answered gloomily. 'Valerie was clearly very disappointed but she shrugged her shoulders and said: “Oh well, then we'll just have to call it a day. Thank you for the fuck, Teddy, I really enjoyed myself-and so will Gordon when he comes home because he loves listening to me telling him all the exciting details about how my latest lover poked me.
'Captain Dashwood likes to hear his wife talk about her affairs with other men?' I said incredulously. Teddy spread out his hands and shrugged: 'Oh yes, Valerie swore to me that he actually encouraged her to get shagged by whoever she fancied so long as she told him all about it afterwards. Interestingly enough, without divulging the names of the couple involved, I mentioned the incident to a French friend that evening, but to my surprise he wasn't particularly shocked. He said to me that such behaviour is not that uncommon amongst men who are not confident of satisfying their wives and have an overwhelming need to be humiliated.'
'De gustibus non est disputandum,' I commented and he nodded: 'Absolutely so, old boy-though I find it difficult to imagine myself wanting to share my wife's favours even with you! 'Nevertheless, as you rightly say, there is certainly no accounting for tastes!'