Behind Closed Doors

Up until lunch time, Tori had not been having a good day. Both of her morning appointments were canceled, one by the buyer and one by a seller, and prospects for rescheduling either did not look good. It was days like this that made her want to scream, but there was nothing she could really do about it. As soon as she disconnected her cell phone from the last cancellation, Tori decided she needed a pick-me-up. She should have headed back to her office and gone over more client files, but her present mood called for something different. It wasn't too far of a drive to get where she wanted to go, and Tori knew the way well.

Just as she expected, the trendy coffee shop's line was fairly long in the hours before lunch. Nevertheless, Tori needed to treat herself to something loaded with sticky sweet caramel and this was the place. The aroma of freshly brewed gourmet coffee wafted into the street as Tori pulled open the door and made her way inside. She waited patiently in line, more or less oblivious to the goings on around her until it came time to order. Counter service was relatively quick, and just as Tori pulled out her purse to pay, a man's hand gently touched hers. "This one's on me."

The puzzled look on Tori's face melted away when she turned to see who the stranger was. "Hunter!" she exclaimed upon recognizing him. That was accompanied by a warm hug and a feminine peck on the cheek. The man embraced her back tightly, grasping her upper arms in his hands as he took her in his sight. It had been some time since he'd seen her last, but Tori didn't seem to change. Just as Hunter remembered her, the brown haired beauty had a few blonde highlights showing, a beautiful face, and a gorgeous figure. It was evident that while she may allow herself the occasional double latte indulgence, Tori still managed to stay in shape. That wasn't to say she was a waif, however Hunter had some very fond memories of all her luxurious curves. He knew that for the most part, Tori's physical measurements were modest, but her petite body exaggerated the shapeliness of her figure. All in all, it was a wonderful combination. Slowly, Hunter relaxed his grip on her arms, allowing his hands to caress her gently as they parted. There was no way Tori could miss the signals he was sending with his touch, but she deftly parried him. After all, they were both married.

Together, they collected their drinks and found an unoccupied table. It wasn't really a private spot, but no more would be needed in a meeting between friends. That's how they had parted ways, although their relationship hadn't always been platonic. The two of them had a history which led Tori to be a little on the defensive. Still, seeing Hunter again brought back quite a few memories, and brought a much needed lift to her spirits. They chatted casually, catching up on where they'd been, what they'd been doing over the past couple of years. Tori's biggest revelation was that she and her husband were toying with the idea of starting a family. Upon hearing that, Hunter was happy to report that his wife Karen was about a month away from her due date. Hearing Karen's name brought Tori to a halt for a moment, but Hunter nonchalantly continued their conversation. He noted Tori's momentary discomfort, and added the fact that Karen was off visiting her parents at the shore for a week. Instead of having the calming effect he anticipated, that information seemed to agitate Tori even more. They segued into her real estate career, and that's when Tori's instincts kicked in. With Hunter anticipating an addition to his family, she inquired as to whether or not they'd be house hunting soon. He answered in the affirmative, and before Tori could react, he set up an appointment for her to show him a few places the following afternoon. With his bold approach and confident attitude, there was nothing she could do to stop him, so she reluctantly agreed.

The unexpected encounter with Hunter haunted Tori's thoughts for the rest of the day. Whenever someone tried to talk to her, it seemed like she was a million miles away. Her thoughts were dwelling on Hunter, and this went on into the night. Tori wasn't so distracted that she couldn't function, rather anything and everything she did reminded her of him. Her husband noticed that Tori wasn't quite herself that night, but he wrote her detachment to work related stress. In a way that was true, but he attributed it more to the missed appointments than to her encounter with Hunter. He couldn't have been more wrong. Tori and Hunter had enjoyed a brief but wild affair some years back, before they were both married. While her husband knew about it, he didn't realized just how deeply it was embedded in his lovely wife's psyche. Even now, years after the fact, Tori still wondered what might have become of her relationship with Hunter if things had gone differently. It was ironic though, that while Hunter's marriage to Karen led to her breaking off all her ties with him, it had also made their time together possible.

When Hunter announced his engagement, he and Tori had been friends, nothing more. Their relationship was strictly platonic, in fact the casual flirting that marked so many of Tori's friendships didn't even make an appearance as far as Hunter was concerned. It was something they both enjoyed, a no-strings attached, good and honest friendship that they'd each hoped would last a lifetime. Instead, that idyllic world came crashing down the night Hunter sauntered into their usual watering hole, gushing with his good news. Tori had been happy for him, to be sure, even though she didn't really know his betrothed very well. Unfortunately, his announcement couldn't have come at a worse time for Tori. She had just broken off a long term relationship that she had hoped would end in her own engagement. Hunter was unaware of this, but as the night progressed he shared in his friend's sorrow and accompanied her home. His intentions were good, all he had meant to do was see Tori home safely, but when he turned to give her a gentle peck goodnight, his lips were met with a hot, wet, passionate tonguing from Tori instead.

Many were the nights since then that Tori too herself back to that fateful evening. Often she'd try to recreate what happened, never once telling a lover exactly what she was doing. Even her husband had never been told the significance of Tori laying submissively on the bed, back arched slightly and arms raised above her head. It was in that position that she'd first made love to Hunter, and had fantasized about him many times since. Her sexual surrender to his memory wasn't something she dwelt on constantly, yet time and time again she found herself doing the same thing. It wasn't quite the same, however, no matter who she was in bed with at the time. None of them could compare to her experiences with Hunter. The reason behind him lingering in her fantasies escaped her however. Hunter was very well built, but he certainly wasn't the most well endowed man to ever fuck her. Perhaps it was his technique, for Tori knew that he was the most skilled lover she'd even taken. Maybe the reason lay in the forbidden nature of their love, he had already slipped that accursed ring on Karen's finger before Tori had ever touched him. It was something she could never quite place, but the truth remained. Despite their lack of deep emotional feelings for each other, or perhaps because of it, Tori and Hunter had shared a torrid affair all during his engagement to Karen, one that lasted right up until just before their wedding. The wedding itself destroyed some of the illusion for Tori. She had been downright uncomfortable in Karen's presence, perhaps rightly so, and had been glad that Hunter had drawn away from her. Now that he was back, Tori was thoroughly confused.

Whatever the reason for the sheer passion that dominated her relationship with Hunter, seeing him again and finding out that Karen was away initially sent chills down Tori's spine. He had made no secret of the desire that burned within him, yet he'd been respectful of her wanting to remain somewhat distant. She wondered if she'd be so bold as to fulfill those desires one last time, but realized that any such meeting with Hunter would be difficult and dangerous, no matter how badly they both wanted it. Resigned to her fate, Tori nonetheless found herself positioning her body for her husband that evening like she had once done for Hunter.

In a way she felt guilty about doing this with her man in their bed, but the feelings it brought back to her justified her rationale. As she lay on her bed, her arms came up once again. Curiously, her husband absolutely loved it when Tori did that. If only he knew. His cock was poised at the entrance to her cunt, his mouth sucked greedily on her bare breasts, but Tori didn't feel a thing. Oh, her body reacted as it should all right, she was moaning and gasping ever since his tongue found her nipples, but it wasn't for him. They had just gotten started and already Tori's mind was wandering back to that fateful night, the first she'd ever spent with Hunter. By the time her husband's cock slipped inside Tori's slippery wet pussy, her mind had already transported her back to that memorable evening. Every thrust, every prod of her husband's cock sent her mind racing, after a while it was all Tori could do just to avoid calling out Hunter's name by mistake. Sure she'd done that once in a while, and so had her husband. With today's chance meeting fresh in their minds, Tori didn't want her husband to think she'd been unfaithful. Instead, she lay back submissively, keeping her legs spread as he fucked her. She cooed and moaned loudly, clearly enjoying the physical action of her husband's cock slamming into her pussy, even though to Tori it was Hunter, enjoying her hot cunt one more time. Tori's slick pussy juices flowed as she fantasized, making her cunt very wet indeed for her man's hard cock. Her moans grew louder and louder as his thrusts intensified, building up to a feverish pace. She heard his gasps growing in tempo by the second, signaling her to pull her legs up and back. Tori brought her hands down as well, caressing her jiggling breasts, squeezing and rolling her nipples tightly. As she did so, her husband raised himself upright, grabbing her shapely thighs for support as he pounded his cock in deep. They both screamed out loud together, feeling his climax sending a torrent of hot cum deep into Tori's waiting pussy. Absentmindedly, Tori brought her fingers down to her pussy, massaging her clit as her husband rolled off onto the bed next to her. He aided her by keeping her hips propped up, so as to not allow any of his cum to drip from her as Tori fingered her clit until she came again, fiercely hot and intense. Despite the wonderful fucking she had just gotten, Tori drifted off to sleep next to her husband while dreaming about the one Hunter had given her oh so long ago.

In the morning when she woke, Tori felt a little guilty about fantasizing about someone else while fucking her husband. The feeling soon passed, for she knew he did it on occasion as well, besides, it didn't seem to diminish his experience. She told herself that it made her cunt wetter and hotter to fuck when she did that, and he had to enjoy that more than having her faking orgasms. Besides, it wasn't like she let her mind wander like that often. With that little guilt trip out of the way, Tori made her way to the bathroom to get showered and ready for work. Once that was done, she selected what she hoped would be an appropriate outfit. The top was sleeveless, but covered with a matching jacket, so Tori didn't think there would be any problem there. Her business suit's tight fitting skirt was a bit longer than she usually wore, it came to just above her knee. Normally Tori would eschew panties with a skirt so long, but before she went downstairs, she remembered the appointment that Hunter had set. Deciding that if he found out she wasn't wearing panties might send the wrong message, Tori quickly pulled a pair on. She just as quickly removed them, the panty line was too obvious. Tori was running out of time, but quickly settled on a compromise solution. She rummaged through her lingerie drawer, finding the skimpiest thong she could. It was a little small on her, but she had no choice. Without a moment's hesitation, she slipped the white satin thong on under her skirt and took a look in the mirror. There was no visible evidence of her undergarment, which was a good thing, but as soon as she took a step, the thong creeped up on her. With no more time to work something out, Tori resigned herself to the fact that she'd have the satiny smooth material wedged between her pussy lips and rubbing her clit all day long.

That arrangement had its advantages, to be sure, and by the time Tori was done with her morning appointments, she was soaked. Although she hadn't intended it, having her tight thong crammed into her pussy, rubbing her every time she moved her legs was almost like getting finger fucked all day long. Thinking about seeing Hunter again, even in a business setting only made Tori's pussy even wetter, and she skipped lunch to drive over to a secluded park she knew. It was conveniently located near where she was supposed to pick Hunter up, then take him for a showing. Lots of the agents knew of this park. Some of them used it for quiet away from the office meetings with clients, and Tori knew one or two of them used it for other clandestine meetings as well. Tori smiled to herself at that thought, even though she wasn't one of them. A quick drive around the wooded park's meandering roadways revealed that aside from a few stay at home moms taking their kids out to play, there was no one else around. Because they were all clustered at a few select parking areas, Tori chose a quiet one with lots of trees and plenty of shade. Besides, it couldn't really be seen all that well from the road if she parked around a small bend, giving her a perfect spot.

The day was warm and sunny, leading Tori to open her windows and slide her car's sunroof back after she parked. After a nervous glance around, Tori was satisfied that no one else was near, and she slid her seat back as far as it would go. Her pussy tingled in anticipation as she eased a hand beneath her hiked-up skirt to finally give herself a little relief after a morning of teasing. Tori's fingers found her skimpy little thong to be soaking wet, and she sighed as she felt her fingers pressing down through the thin material. For a moment she toyed with the idea of taking them off all together, but then she remembered her impending meeting with Hunter. She left her panties on, but the thought of Hunter made her juices flow even more, and Tori rubbed her thighs together, pressing her fingers in even more and rubbing her clit against her thong. Her fingers stayed on top of it, for a little while, and she writhed in place in her seat, grinding her clit against her hand. Her moans would have been loud enough to be heard, if anyone was nearby, but her only witness was the trees outside.

That was unfortunate, for what a show Tori was putting on! Her fingers rubbed up and down over her cunt furiously, and she was using her thumb to ensure her hard little clit got plenty of attention. As she gyrated wildly in her seat, Tori's other hand snaked its way down to her honey pot as well, before long she was using it to pull her soaked thong aside. Now her cunt was fully exposed, and her sweet nectar coated her fingers. Tori took full advantage of having her fingers lubed up like that, and while one hand kept her thong pulled free, she finally let her other hand dip its fingers inside her waiting cunt. They slid in effortlessly, accompanied by a satisfied moan from Tori's lips. Two fingers eased inside her hot little box, and they were soon joined by a third. Tori finger fucked herself quickly, feeling the tension inside building as her fingers explored her own body. She heightened her self pleasure by using her free hand to tug her soaked thong over her clit, massaging it even as her fingers dipped in deep. Tori kept them pumping in and out of her wet cunt, faster and faster while she frigged her clit, moaning and gasping the whole time. It never took her that long when she masturbated herself, and this time was no exception. Before she knew it, a piercing scream echoed through the abandoned section of the park as she came, squeezing her pussy tight against her own fingers as her sweet juices flowed. They coated her swollen cunt and probing fingers, and as Tori subsided from her natural high, she gradually slowed the motion of her hands and hips. This brief lunch time quickie was far and away better than any sandwich or fast food meal could have ever hoped to be, and as Tori regained her composure, she made a mental note to do this again sometime. Meanwhile, it was nearing the time to go pick up Hunter, and as soon as Tori had readjusted her panties and skirt, she was on her way.

By the time Tori picked up Hunter, she was back to her usual businesslike self, despite having fingered herself to an body shaking orgasm less than an hour before. Coincidentally, the house he had selected for her to show was in the general neighborhood of the park, and Tori didn't have all that far to drive. Her instincts told her that even while she delivered her usual pitch to Hunter, he wasn't really all that interested in the house she was showing. Even Tori couldn't help but notice his eyes wandering over to and all over her, not that she minded. Still, there were certain appearances she had to keep up, and Tori made a valiant effort to maintain a professional demeanor at all times. It wasn't easy with Hunter in such close proximity, but she somehow managed to finish her walk around and to his credit Hunter did eventually make an effort to appear interested in the place. Still, it wasn't much of one, and he might have stepped over the line when he came up behind Tori and wrapped his arms around her from behind while she left her calling information. In any event, there was no mistaking the message he was sending, Tori had felt it quite well through his pants and her skirt. She resisted the temptation to grind against him, knowing full well that if she started that, they'd end up doing it right on the kitchen table. That brought a smile to Tori, for it wouldn't be the first time they'd done it like that. There were other considerations, however, and Tori reluctantly broke their impromptu embrace as she finished the initial tour of the house. As they stepped outside and Tori returned the key to the lock box, Hunter made his way back to her car. Without Tori noticing, Hunter ran a hand over the driver's seat, which was still a bit damp from what happened before, and an evil grin formed on his rugged face. He thought he had detected the once familiar aroma of Tori's sex, and now he had his proof. A plan had already been formed, one that he set into place as soon as she joined him again.

Tori was still delivering he spiel to Hunter as she drove off, and he tried to keep up the appearance of paying rapt attention to her. He was, but not to what she was saying. Instead he had his eyes focused on Tori's exposed thighs, and the more she drove, the higher up her skirt climbed on her body. If only Hunter could get a different viewing angle, he could have seen clear through to her tiny little thong. As it were, Hunter was able to enjoy a nice view of Tori's trim thighs, and her breasts seemed to be trying to burst out the seams of her top. She was oblivious to his attention, for she was trying to concentrate only on their prospective business dealings. That was probably why Tori didn't question anything when Hunter asked if they could stop off somewhere and go over some of the standard documents and procedures he and his wife would need to go through during the home buying process. Without giving it a second thought, Tori turned her car towards the park were she had gotten off by herself earlier, and found her way to the same parking place without giving it a conscious thought. Although it was getting later in the afternoon, it was still a pleasant enough day for Tori and Hunter to sit in her car discussing his options. That wasn't all they talked about, tidbits and details about their lives snuck in to the conversation, and without realizing it, those pieces soon dominated. Tori wasn't thinking at all about closing a deal with Hunter, rather she was allowing herself to be taken in by his charms. It was as if she subconsciously desired to, she shifted her body around in her seat repeatedly, often giving Hunter a fresh look at her. It was what he had intended all along, and Tori was playing right into his hands.