A Brief and Dangerous Liaison

As Johno's cock began to pick up speed inside her, Gracie slipped a finger down to her clitoris and began to rub it. Johno leaned back a little so that he could watch her, their eyes caught in the moonlight and they smiled.

"It's pity we don't have more time." she said. I'd like to have given you a good going over somewhere more comfortable."

Johno laughed, "This is far better than missing out."

"Agreed."

Gracie closed her eyes and began to concentrate on an orgasm; she experimented with feet placement settling with them around his waist. Keeping her finger nail clear of the condom, she began to work in earnest, Johno kept his thrusts shallow as to not impede her hand movements.

"This ain't gonna take long." Gracie whispered as her orgasm inched closer. "Fucccck this is good." she added.

It was another minute before her orgasm arrived; dropping her feet to the floor Gracie raised her buttocks high from the seat as the waves of pleasure took her. As his cock began to slide out, Gracie lowered herself and pulled it back inside her.

"Don't take it out." she pleaded. "Leave it inside me."

Johno leaned inside her, with her free hand Gracie pulled his head to hers and kissed him passionately while rotating her pussy on his cock, he could feel her juices running down his balls and the inside of his sweaty thighs.

Gracie slowly relaxed, placing her legs around his waist, began to squeeze his cock with her pussy muscles.

"You've done this before." he commented tweaking his cock inside with his own muscles.

Gracie grinned, "Nope, I'm just an innocent girl who's learning the ropes. Anyway, you'd better finish up so I can get back."

"I'll probably have a problem with the condom." he replied.

"How about I suck you off?" she suggested.

It'll be quicker."

Gracie eased Johno backwards until his cock slipped out, reaching down she rolled the slippery condom from his cock and dropped it on the floor.

"Can't do it from here, how about sliding over to the other seat." she suggested.

With his jeans around his ankles, Johno struggled back to the driver's seat while Gracie adjusted her bra and dress back to where they should be. Leaning over she gingerly began to suck on his cock while getting use to the residue of the condom, it wasn't the first time but it had been a while since she tasted it. Settling into a rhythm, Gracie began to milk his cock. After a while she pulled away.

"I'm gonna swallow. Whatever you do, don't pull out when you cum or I'll have it all over me. I won't be able to hide it if it gets on my dress or in my hair. Okay?"

"Okay." he whispered.

For the next few minutes, Gracie worked hard on his cock; she preferred to kneel between her partners legs when she was giving blowjobs so that she could concentrate her tongue under the v of his head. Unfortunately, she was doing it from the side and not able to show off her best skills. She sucked hard on the head as her hand caressed the shaft below. Every now and then she would dribble saliva down the shaft for hand lubrication. She could feel Johno tremble as he began to build towards his orgasm, she lifted her mouth away to give her jaw a little respite before his onslaught, and picked up the tempo with her hand to compensate. Waiting until he was getting close, Gracie again lowered her mouth over his cock and took him deeply.

"Ohhh, here it comes." Johno muttered as he began to shudder involuntarily.

Gracie lifted her mouth so that it just covered the head of his cock leaving room for his cum. She held his cock tightly as it began to fill her mouth with his warm ejaculation; she calmly swallowed time and time again as he emptied himself into her. Waiting until he was finished, Gracie lifted her mouth from his cock and wiped her lips clean on his navel. She then tickled the tip of his knob with her tongue and took great satisfaction of his wriggling under her.

"How was that?" she asked.

Johno laughed, "Absolutely fucking fantastic, best blow job I've ever had."

Gracie smiled, "See, us older women do have our uses."

"Amen to that." he answered.

Gracie sat up and licked her lips, she enjoyed it when her lovers cum in her mouth, it was just the after taste that was a little off putting.

Johno read her mind; he reached around and found the bottle of mineral water from behind the back seat. Unscrewing the top, he passed it over to her.

"Thanks." she said before taking a mouthful and swirling it around in her mouth.

Hitting the button on the door, she waited as the window lowered enough to spit the contents of her mouth outside and repeated the exercise. She then took a couple of mouths full and swallowed it.

Handing the bottle back to Johno, Gracie reached for her panties on the dashboard and slipped them over her feet, raising her buttocks from the seat she eased them back over her pussy and straightened them to get comfortable. Glancing over at Johno she was surprised to see him stroking his still hard cock as he lustfully eyed her thighs and panties.

She laughed while pulling down her dress and spoiling his view, "Sorry, not enough time for another round. You'd better put that thing away where it belongs."

Johno reluctantly agreed and removed his hand from his cock. Gracie reached up to the interior light and switched it on, twisting the rear vision mirror around to the desired position; she removed a lipstick from her bag and applied it.

"That should do the trick until I get inside. How about joining me for a dessert, I fancy something sweet?"

After Johno had managed to get his flagging erection into his jeans and was about to reached for the door handle, Gracie reached over and pulled him close, her tongue slipping into his mouth. The kiss was long and passionate until Gracie leaned away from him.

"Thank you for that." she whispered. That was a very nice interlude in my normally dull sex life. It's a good thing you don't live close; otherwise you'd be too much of a temptation to ignore."

Ten minutes later they were back in the now half filled restaurant at the same table. After going to the bathroom to check on her appearance, Gracie had returned and ordered an apple cinnamon tart and a glass of red wine. She grinned over the table at Johno demolishing a large piece of chocolate mud cake. Nothing much was said as they ate; both content in the company of the other and their own little secret. All of the sudden, the restaurant quietened, Johno and Gracie looked up.

Their eyes quickly found the source of interest, a tall well dressed man in a black suit scanned the diners. He was flanked by two large dangerous looking men also in dark suits. Johno turned his attention back to the older man in the middle, he looked familiar for some reason but he couldn't place him. Eddie Torrelli, known racketeer, drug runner, entrepreneur and crime boss looked across the restaurant until his eyes rested on his lovely Gracie, his heart fluttered briefly as he found the love of his life. His eyes moved and bored into the male sitting across the table from her, their eyes locked as Eddie made his way to their table.

"Shit, it's my husband." Gracie muttered under her breath. "Just be polite and act calm for fucks sake."

It took but a split second for Johno to realise that he'd just fucked the wife of one of the most notoriously dangerous men in the country, his stomach churned as Eddie approached their table.

"Hi doll, sorry it took so long, but business is business." Eddie said.

Gracie smiled loving up at her husband as wiped the last of her tart from her lips, "It's okay Eddie. This is Johno; he kindly let me sit at his table when I couldn't find any where to sit."

Johno attempted a grin as Eddie's seemingly black eyes bored into him. Eddie's quick mind worked overtime as he briefly searched the face of the handsome man he was staring at. He made a note to question Gracie a little more when the time was right. He then turned to Gracie and smiled.

"There's a few of us at the bar, come and let me introduce you some new friends." he said quietly.

Gracie picked up her bag from the table and stood, "Thanks for your hospitality Johno, it was nice meeting you."

As Gracie made her way towards the bar, Eddie's eyes again feasted briefly on Johno, their eyes locked for a second before Johno looked away. Eddie was instinctively uncomfortable about something, but turned to follow his wife.

Johno waited until they left the restaurant before walking to the door, once outside he sprinted for his SUV. Thankfully, the large engine roared into life at the flick of the key. Leaving his lights off, he guided the vehicle slowly through the car park and switched them on just as pulled out onto the road. He gunned the engine until he hit the interstate and then slowed down to just over the speed limit. His heartbeat began to return to normal as he drew further away from the hotel. Johno had no doubt that if Eddie found out that his wife had been ravished in the front seat of his SUV, his life would be in serious danger. He thought back to the recent media coverage of the Torrelli family, it was something to do with the intimidation or disappearance of witnesses of a vicious assault outside one of their nightclubs. Johno then remembered that a media correspondent, who wrote up a less than complimentary version of the events and an overview of the Torrelli family, also got a roughing up and a trip to hospital for his trouble. For some reason, things went quiet after that.

Half an hour from the restaurant, Johno caught up to a white police cruiser and settled in behind it, it was one time he was pleased to have the presence of the law close by. For the next hour, he watched in his rear vision mirror as other faster moving vehicles slowed at the sight of the cruiser and tucked in behind them. When he finally reached the driveway of his family home, he switched the engine off and rested his head on the steering wheel. He listened to the ticking engine as it cooled down and thought, maybe, just maybe he'd got away with.

The next morning and three hundred miles away, Eddie Torrelli woke to a splitting headache, the results of stress and too much of his favourite malt. He cursed and rubbed his pounding head and then turned to find the bed empty beside him. Looking at the bedside clock, he knew that his early rising Gracie would be out running. He raised himself to a sitting position and waited until he got his balance before walking into the ensuite. Rummaging through the cabinet and draws for pain killers he came up empty handed. He cursed bad temperedly as he staggered back into the bedroom and looked for Gracie's handbag; she always carried Aspirin or something similar. Finding the bag, he rummaged unsuccessfully through it and again cursed; he tipped it upside down and emptied the contents onto the unmade bed. His smiled in triumph as his eyes found what he was looking for.

He picked up the familiar packet and was about to move away when his eyes caught something else. He reached down and picked up a small blue and white packet and stared at it. Reaching for his glasses beside the bed he put them on and gazed down at the open and empty condom packet. His legs failed him and he sat on the bed as he realised the consequences of his find. The brand of the condom packet was familiar and he quickly remembered that it was the brand of the vending machine in the hotel. He thought back to the young man sitting with Gracie last night and it was obvious what had had taken place. He was very much aware that Gracie had a thing for younger men. His instincts had been right the night before as he gazed into the man's face, he remembered asking himself whether it was a look of fear or guilt he read in his eyes? He now knew.

The tears began to run down Eddie's face, he placed his head in his hand sand sobbed at the thought of Gracie's unfaithfulness. After a while, he got dressed and went downstairs to wait for her return. Eddie was a man always to confront problems head on, and this was to be no exception. He thought back to Johno as he waited, his face now etched into his remarkable memory. If he ever laid eyes on him again, he would pay a dear price for his actions. As for Gracie, she also had a price to pay.