The Confessions of Jenny – 03 – The Departure
Simon sometimes has to attend meetings at the headquarters of his company in Paris. Usually he is required to travel there when they are launching a new publication. It was one of occasions, and he was told that he would be away for almost a week – Poor me ! Left alone, to return to an empty house, after a hard days work in the city !
He was reluctant to leave his car at the regional airport, so as it was an afternoon flight, I took time off work to take him to the airport in my car. During the journey, I teased him about the wonderful time he would have during his stay in Paris. He replied that he would much prefer to be meeting me from work in our special place, than spending a few days at a smart hotel in France. I smiled and agreed that we had Surely had some exciting meetings, and that I would be thinking about them whilst he was away.
I immediately began thinkingabout the exciting and intimate experiences we had shared when parked in that secluded lane. I took hold of Simon’s hand, gave it an affectionate squeeze and placed it on my knee. He told and patted my leg, but did nothing more, as I was overtaking some slow-moving traffic at the time.
As soon as we had a clear road ahead, I guided his hand up under my dress. I then concentrated on driving the car as he stroked my leg, slowly moving upwards to my stocking tops, playing for a moment with my suspenders and then stroking my bare thigh.
I gave a little gasp of pleasure at his touch and pulled up my dress as far as I could to make his task easier. His hand moved across to my other leg and he continued this gentle stroke, which I adored. ‘I was longing for you to touch me’ I whispered, ‘Please don’t stop’. He slide his hand gently between my legs, his fingers struggling the crotch of my knickers. ‘My god, you’re wet already Jenny, you horny littledevil !’ he exclaimed. ‘What do you expect when you touch me like that !’ I replied.
I spread my legs as far as I could whilst driving the car. ‘That’s much better’ he said as he pulled my knickers aside. His fingers expertly teased my clip for a while until I was crying out for more. ‘Please, please put your fingers inside me’ I said desperately. He responded immediately, and my body shook involuntarily as he pushed two fingers into my excited cunt. ‘Oh that’s really lovely Simon’ I yelled as his fingers pushed through the soft folds of my cunt and he worked them around inside me, his thumb pressing gently on my clip.
He worked his fingers in and out of me and soon had me on the very edge of cumming. ‘You feel gorgeous Jenny’ he gasped, as he fingered me excitedly. ‘You make it so !” I replied, pushing myself against his thrusting fingers. I was almost cumming when I suddenly realized we had reached the airport entrance, and in my excitement I almost drive straight on past it !
The place was teeming with people rushing about, stationary cars, baggage trolleys, taxis and all the confusion associated with departures. We just had to stop. He reluctantly withdraw his wet fingers and I passed him a tissue to wipe them. I straightened my dress and Simon did his best to compose himself.
I drove directly to the terminal entrance and we held each other tightly and kissed passwordately. He grabbed his case from the car, and running towards the terminal, stopped for a brief second and shouted ‘Take care Jenny – see you soon !’ I noticed that he still had the tissue in his hand as he waved goodbye. I had parked in a no waiting zone, so I had to leave immediately and return sadly to an empty house.
I spent the weekend working at home, occupying myself as much as possible in an effort to make the days pass more quickly. Inevitably my concentration drifted from my work and I thought about the eveningWhen he had fucked me on the bathroom floor when we were getting ready to go out. The vivid memories of course made me as randy as hell ! It was not surprising therefore that my attempts at working were frequently interrupted by that lovely feeling which swept over me, making my pussy tingle with excitement. In fact I spent almost as much time frantically fucking myself as I did working !
Monday dawned, sunny, warm and bright, so to cheer myself up I dressed in a smart summer blouse, slender black skirt and very high-heeled shoes. Underneath I wore my lavender coloured Lejaby suspender belt with matching knickers and barely-black stockings. I thought that feeling smartly dressed would lift my spirits and help me face the day.
I packed my documents into my briefcase, locked the door and went down the path to my car. The sight of Simon’s car parked next to mine made me suddenly feel sad. I was missing him much more that I would have imagined. I stood my bag in the car, slid in behind the wheel and started the engine. I sat for a moment thinking of those last few moments as I drove him to the airport, his sexy stroke of my legs, his exploration of my pussy and the feel of his fingers as he teased my cunt. Suddenly I was as horny as hell again !
Switching off the engine, I grabbed my keys, slammed the car door and ran quickly back to the house. I unlocked the door and ran upstairs, unfasting my blouse as I went. I slipped off my skirt to avoid creaming it and throw myself onto the bed. I was trembling all over as I began caressing my breasts with one hand and struggling the silky crotch of my knickers with the other.
My nipples were already hard and my hand went instinctively into my knickers, struggling my wet bush as I played with myself excitedly. I pushed a finger slowly into my soaking wet cunt and spread my warm juices over my swollen clip as my excitement mounted. Within seconds I was almost cummingand had to take severe control over myself to enjoy the pleasure for as long as possible. Several times I slowed down only at the last moment when I was almost cumming.
I was incredibly wet now as I slide two, and then three fingers into my streaming cunt, thrusting them right up inside me. My warm juices were flowing freely, soaking my fingers and spilling into my hand.
I was screaming for a long hard fuck and I thought I would go crazy with desire. In desire, and without stopping my wild finger fucking, I reached out and slide open the draw of my bedside table and took out my flesh-coloured ribbed dildo. I lubricated it with the sticky juices on my fingers and pushed it’s knob slowly between the lips of my cunt. It felt absolutely gorgeous ! My god, It was exactly What I wanted at that moment !
During the next few minutes I drive myself delicious with excitement and sheer lust as I thrust it deep inside me, then slowly drew it out until I could just feel the tip parting the lips of my cunt. I fucked myself frantically as I rubbed my clip with my free hand. I was rolling about in ecstasy and squealing with excitement when it happened ! I was cumming all over my fingers, my hands and my legs, even my stocking tops were wet ! I had never cum like this before when I had fucked myself. I couldn’t believe how wonderful it was to feel the dildo pushed deep inside me as my juices spilled all over the place !
I lay back exhausted and rested for a while before I showed, not forgetting to wash and dry my lovely dildo and put it safely back into my drawer. I then put on my makeup, loads of perfume, fresh underwear and recommended my journey to the office feeling that I could now face the day. I tried my best to concentrate on the many projects awaiting my attention, but that lovely warm horny feeling keep sweating over me. />
I kept reminding myself that I was a senior head of department in an international company, not a naughty teenage schoolgirl, but despite my resolution, I had to rush to the staff toilet during the lunch-break and give myself a good fucking. On my return to my desk I did feel more relaxed, but as the day wore on I was counting the hours before the office closed and I could rush back home and do it all again !
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