fingers teased her pulsating bud of pleasure on the outside, he was stimulating the crucial place within her.
The result was a sudden rush of sexual arousal that seemed to flood upwards from her feet and suffuse every nerve ending in her body with sensation. Her heart pounded and her belly tightened as she reached the brink of orgasm.
Lewis knew that he couldn’t hold back any longer. The sight of her bent submissively in front of him, her slender long legs pressed against his, her smooth back and shoulders twisting in excitement all drove him to a fever pitch. When he felt the onset of his own release he moved his right hand and let the fingers dig softly into the flesh just above Harriet’s pubic bone.
She climaxed seconds before him, and the rippling contractions of her inner walls around him were the trigger for his release too. He groaned and finally thrust as hard as he did with Rowena, determined to get the maximumpleasure from this moment.
Harriet could feel him shuddering above her but she was more aware of her own body and the incredible relief from the long, slow build-up of tension he had given her. No previous lover had ever given her such pleasure and she was startled by the realisation of her body’s possible potential.
When Lewis was finally spent he gently straightened Harriet’s legs and lay down next to her, turning her so that they could look into each other’s eyes. He smiled and she smiled back at him, clearly as sated as he’d hoped.
‘I told you it would be good,’ he murmured, letting his hands run through her hair and noticing the difference in texture from Rowena’s. Where hers was thick and curly, Harriet’s was straight and much finer, but he liked the softness of it and the lack of hair lacquer which Rowena always used to excess.
‘I’m sure everyone tells you this, but you really are beautiful,’ he said with a smile, tracing a line down her nose and across the middle of her mouth.
‘No one’s ever told me that,’ she replied with total honesty. ‘Attractive yes, but never beautiful.’
‘Well I think you’re beautiful, and the camera would too.’
‘Camera?’ She felt a momentary stirring of unease.
‘I’m a film director, remember? I always look at bone structure and profiles. I try and see what the camera would see. It would adore you.’
‘It adores Rowena,’ Harriet pointed out.
‘Everyone adores Rowena. She has a particular kind of beauty. Yours is different, but it’s still beauty.’
‘You don’t have to say that, you know,’ remarked Harriet, letting her hands wander down the golden brown skin of his muscular chest.
‘I wouldn’t, if it weren’t true. You’re also very good at sex!’ he added with a laugh.
‘You made me feel good,’ said Harriet with tenderness, and in the next room Chris nearly laughed aloud. He had to hand it to Lewis. He knew how to handle women, especially in the early stages of an affair, although he hadn’t expected him to sound quite so enthusiastic.
Next to him Rowena turned away from the scene. ‘He really likes her,’ she said shortly, and walked out of the room.
When Harriet entered the dining-room at eight that evening and saw Lewis standing by the fireplace with his arm round Rowena she felt an immediate surge of jealousy. Only a few hours earlier his arms had been round her, in the most passionate sexual encounter of her life so far. Now, in front of her eyes, he was engaged in an open display of affection with another woman, and it hurt. The fact that this woman was his wife and Harriet the interloper didn’t make it any easier.
Rowena smiled at her, but to Harriet’s overactive imagination the smile seemed strained. ‘You’re looking very well tonight, Harriet. Taking the afternoon off obviously agreed with you.’
‘I told Rowena you’d taken off for a few hours,’ said Lewis smoothly. ‘She’d got so used to your efficiency she’d quite forgotten you’d been working non-stop for a
The result was a sudden rush of sexual arousal that seemed to flood upwards from her feet and suffuse every nerve ending in her body with sensation. Her heart pounded and her belly tightened as she reached the brink of orgasm.
Lewis knew that he couldn’t hold back any longer. The sight of her bent submissively in front of him, her slender long legs pressed against his, her smooth back and shoulders twisting in excitement all drove him to a fever pitch. When he felt the onset of his own release he moved his right hand and let the fingers dig softly into the flesh just above Harriet’s pubic bone.
She climaxed seconds before him, and the rippling contractions of her inner walls around him were the trigger for his release too. He groaned and finally thrust as hard as he did with Rowena, determined to get the maximumpleasure from this moment.
Harriet could feel him shuddering above her but she was more aware of her own body and the incredible relief from the long, slow build-up of tension he had given her. No previous lover had ever given her such pleasure and she was startled by the realisation of her body’s possible potential.
When Lewis was finally spent he gently straightened Harriet’s legs and lay down next to her, turning her so that they could look into each other’s eyes. He smiled and she smiled back at him, clearly as sated as he’d hoped.
‘I told you it would be good,’ he murmured, letting his hands run through her hair and noticing the difference in texture from Rowena’s. Where hers was thick and curly, Harriet’s was straight and much finer, but he liked the softness of it and the lack of hair lacquer which Rowena always used to excess.
‘I’m sure everyone tells you this, but you really are beautiful,’ he said with a smile, tracing a line down her nose and across the middle of her mouth.
‘No one’s ever told me that,’ she replied with total honesty. ‘Attractive yes, but never beautiful.’
‘Well I think you’re beautiful, and the camera would too.’
‘Camera?’ She felt a momentary stirring of unease.
‘I’m a film director, remember? I always look at bone structure and profiles. I try and see what the camera would see. It would adore you.’
‘It adores Rowena,’ Harriet pointed out.
‘Everyone adores Rowena. She has a particular kind of beauty. Yours is different, but it’s still beauty.’
‘You don’t have to say that, you know,’ remarked Harriet, letting her hands wander down the golden brown skin of his muscular chest.
‘I wouldn’t, if it weren’t true. You’re also very good at sex!’ he added with a laugh.
‘You made me feel good,’ said Harriet with tenderness, and in the next room Chris nearly laughed aloud. He had to hand it to Lewis. He knew how to handle women, especially in the early stages of an affair, although he hadn’t expected him to sound quite so enthusiastic.
Next to him Rowena turned away from the scene. ‘He really likes her,’ she said shortly, and walked out of the room.
When Harriet entered the dining-room at eight that evening and saw Lewis standing by the fireplace with his arm round Rowena she felt an immediate surge of jealousy. Only a few hours earlier his arms had been round her, in the most passionate sexual encounter of her life so far. Now, in front of her eyes, he was engaged in an open display of affection with another woman, and it hurt. The fact that this woman was his wife and Harriet the interloper didn’t make it any easier.
Rowena smiled at her, but to Harriet’s overactive imagination the smile seemed strained. ‘You’re looking very well tonight, Harriet. Taking the afternoon off obviously agreed with you.’
‘I told Rowena you’d taken off for a few hours,’ said Lewis smoothly. ‘She’d got so used to your efficiency she’d quite forgotten you’d been working non-stop for a
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