Beau to Belle Erotic Short Story Beau to Belle (M/F) Series Subdivision of Beau to Beau (M/M) Books
Intro: Stacey kisses her husband goodbye whenever he leaves town on a business trip, which for a man of his status is quite often. When Lynn is away, Stacey does not spend her nights alone, however. Scott lives just ten miles away, and is always willing to give Stacey what she wants and needs while her husband is away. Scott’s suggestion to spend a night at a new resort north of the city is exciting to Stacey, and she loves the idea of almost getting caught, but never really wants to get caught, nor does she ever expect to get caught. Stacey and Scott are very discreet, but when they oversleep after their night at the resort, Stacey wonders if she has pushed her limits too far this time.
Scott set Stacey’s glass of wine down on the table and kissed her again, deeply and passionately. “Let’s go away for the night. I have a room reserved at the new resort a few miles north of the city.” “Scott, are you crazy? I can’t leave here. Someone will see us up there.” “Not a chance, Stacey. The resort is huge and our suite is on the top floor with a beautiful view. Besides, we will set the alarm and leave while it is still dark, that is, if we sleep at all tonight.” If Scott’s hands had not been slowly making their way down Stacey’s chest, opening her blouse and quickly discovering that no bra was between his fingers and her nipples, she may have had the strength to say no.
This slow exploration of a man’s body had been new to Stacey. She was a virgin when she had married Lynn, and he had always taken charge in the bedroom. Stacey was still getting comfortable with everything that Scott had wanted to do. Stacey had never really been comfortable with the idea of oral sex, but with Scott she wanted to try it sometime.
Scott carefully eased the zipper down on Stacey’s jeans. She started to help him, but he stopped her. “No, don’t stop touching me, babe,” he urged. She wiggled out of her jeans so that Scott could pull them down and off, never taking her hand off of his cock. Scott lay naked beside Stacey in her own nakedness, and draped a leg across her. He looked at her. “I love what you are doing, babe, but you seem to be studying the thing,” he joked, as he watched Stacey intently watching his cock as if waiting for it to do something spectacular. Her face turned beet red. “What is it, Stacey?” He looked down at his cock in Stacey’s hand. “Is it growing horns?” Stacey looked at him and laughed. “No. I was just thinking about, you know, what I said I had never done.” Scott smiled his sweet devilish smile. “Well, go ahead. It won’t bite you.”
Scott and Stacey had no intention of sleeping until morning, but the sun had been streaming through the small crack between the curtains for awhile when they awoke. “Scott,” Stacey said. “Scott, wake up.” Stacey rolled him over and Scott slowly came to life. “What time is it?” he asked. “I don’t know, but the sun is up. We were going to be gone before sunrise.” “Well, I guess we missed the mark, but I can’t say that we missed the mark last night,” he teased. “Scott, this is bad. We have to go. Someone will see us.” Scott yawned and stretched. “I know, I know. I have a couple of jobs this afternoon, too. Join me in the shower?” He kissed her before she had a chance to say no. She couldn’t resist him. He was her drug.
The two lovers kissed as the warm water of the shower sprayed their bodies. They washed each other, renewing the excitement of last night as they did.