Honeytrap

"I need to ask you something, something important."

A shadow of a frown flickered across her face. Carl removed the hand written note she had left for him and unfolded it.

"There was something about this, something familiar I couldn't put my finger. Do you know why that is Evie?"

She looked at him without speaking, letting him finish. Her brow was knotted into a frown.

"When you wrote your reports was it usual to handwrite the name and address on the envelopes?"

She shuck her head and glanced down at her feet.

"Did you address my envelope and deliberately make the name Carl and not Carol so I would open it?"

"You had no idea, it wasn't fair! She looking to prove you guilty of something you didn't do. She'd used them before, you deserved to know!"

Her eyes bright with fighting back tears, she was sure he would feel she had tricked him, she was sure he would leave her.

Carl gave her a small half smile.

"You sweet, sweet girl. Thank you. You cared enough for a stranger to worry if I was being treated fairly. You beautiful soul."

Evie juddered as she laugh/cried. Tears ran down her cheeks but her face lit up in happiness. In her heels they were of equal height and she kissed him repeatedly. Small, strong pecks around his face, covering it in red imprints of her lips. He folded his arms around her and held her tight.

Twice he had got up and danced. Twice! Three times if you included her tipsy mother dragging him up. Surely that was enough for now. Evie flopped down in the chair next to him and rested her head on his shoulder. She was pleasantly merry as she put it and was feeling a little bit mischievous, and frankly, quite horny. She didn't like asking about his wife, but there was a curiosity burning away inside her.

"You never did tell me what your wife was doing when you got home"

"No I never did, did I."

He too had had plenty to drink but was determined nothing would interfere with later. And he was pretty horny himself.

She put her mouth up to his ear, licking his lobe. Her hand slid round his shoulder and one long red nail traced a path down his jawline and neck to his collar bone. In a hot breath voice.

"Go on, tell me. Was she being naughty? Did you catch with another man?"

"Two other men actually"

She sat up and put a hand to her mouth.

"I'm so sorry. I never suspected...two? At the same time? Never mind, never mind. I'm so sorry. I should never have asked"

The music had taken a distinct slowness. Foreigner: I want to know what love is, started to play. Evie stood and took both his hands pulling him up.

"Please dance with me. You'll like it I promise. "

He couldn't resist her sexy smile and they made their way into the middle of the swaying crowd. He held her close and she gripped his bottom and pulled him closer. Her breasts were squashed against him and his uncurling cock snaked along her groin. She swayed her hips to enhance the feeling and opened her mouth in a perfect O. Carl swallowed. She was so fantastically sexy, he just wanted her so much.

"She was fucking one in the ass with a strap on while he sucked his boyfriend's dick"

Both her hands cupped her nose and mouth and her eyes went wide. She mouthed rather than spoke. Oh. My.God! and she stifled a laugh.

"Is that something you and she...?"

"Never"

"Oh my god! His BOYFRIEND?"

"I assumed so. They seemed on very good terms."

Evie burst out laughing. Hard doubled up laughing. When she had composed herself she put a hand tenderly to his face. She kissed his cheek.

"I have got so much making up to do for you. I'm making it my mission to make you happy. The bride and groom are long gone, I think now would be a perfectly respectable time to slink away. Bring that with you."

She nodded towards an open champagne bottle. When he picked it up she shouted.

"And the ice bucket, I want the ice bucket too."

Mouths pressed hard together, urgent probing of tongues from both sides. Carl and Evie were starving for each other. Hands ran along sides, down backs, squeezing breasts, cupping buttocks, pulling close. In a sexual frenzy the lovers were a random frenetic whirl of touching. A whole day of restraint and now passions were released until Evie broke the kiss.

"Whoa there big fella!"

Her breathing was heavy and her eyes shone with wicked intent.

"We have all night. We have considerably longer, maybe."

The curve of her lips gave the naughtiest smile. He held her face in his hands, looking back into her eyes breathing hard.

"Don't you dare lose any of that passion, but can't we make this last a while?"

Her words sank through his lust addled brain and he nodded. He wasn't sure his body would be able to keep up anyway. Even if it did he would be spent and snoring in half an hour at this rate. And this was too good to rush.

Evie removed Carl's jacket and tie. She made a show of folding the jacket and placing it aside. Next she slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Starting at the collar and working her way down. As his shirt was opened she ran her red nails over his chest, then over his belly. Finally pulling the shirt from his waist band putting her hands up the back and slowly dragging her nails down his back. The sensations running through Carl were exquisite, the sensuality of her touch washed over him. Evie sat Carl on the end of the bed and started to remove his shoes and then socks. Slowly, deliberately she took as long as she could, to delay, to tease before finally taking his buckle in her hands, unfastening it and unbuttoned his trousers.

She left him sitting in his underwear on the end of the bed. She unclasped then unzipped her dress at the side. I slid slowly down her body. She stepped out of it and folded it over the back of a chair. Carl took in a deep breath. She was wearing a vintage set of lingerie, in red with a cream lace trim. He drank her in, her curves were maddeningly sexy.

"Oooooh yes!"

His erection was tenting the front of his boxer shorts.

Evie gave a wicked smile and turned to the ice bucket. Carl didn't see what she did but she covered the short distance to the bed, removed his boxers and circled his cock with finger and thumb and started to wank him. Pre-cum made the foreskin slide easily back and she engulfed the exposed head in her mouth.

"Oh oh oh fuck oh fuck"

Carl was lifting himself slightly off the bed. Evie had had ice in her mouth and the sensation of her cold tongue on his sensitive helmet was something he'd never felt before. As the cold subsided heat grew, she sucked and bobbed her head. It was getting warming, almost hot now.

"Oh dear fucking god girl, what are you doing to me?"

She found it impossible not to laugh around his hard cock and stopped what she was doing.

"Was that ok? I read it somewhere and wanted to try it."

"Incredible, but only do that if you want me to finish REALLY quickly"

"I'll keep it in reserve for just such emergencies."

Carl reached behind Evie and clumsily unclasped her bra. He used the opportunity to kiss her again, kissing this girl just felt so good. In his mouth her tongue still felt comparatively cool. She held her bra in place with her arms and sat back on her haunches. Then leaning forward she let the cups fall away from her and for the first time Carl saw her breasts exposed. Her nipples were already hard and poked out a good inch, his mouth watered. Giving him the sexiest look yet, Evie smouldered through half closed eyes and slid her cami knickers over her hips and down her legs.

"Stocking stay on?"

She tilted her head quizzically and Carl nodded in response.

"Shoes stay on?"

He looked undecided for a second then nodded again and grinned.

Evie walked over and stood a few inches from Carl, her pussy was level with his face and he looked at it like a starving man. There was sparse auburn hair showing her to be natural. It had a soft downy texture and he stuck out a tongue. Her pussy lips had already opened like a flower and her moisture was visible. He ran his tongue along the full length of her lips and tasted her. She let out a low growl and put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. Delving in he wanted to taste more, she was divine and he lapped at her, her growl became a permanent mew and her hips jerked forwards, ramming his tongue deeper in to her. Her clit was proud and erect. He sucked it in and ran his tongue over it .

"Oh Jesus yes, like that, just like that!"

Carl had her clit gently between his teeth. The tip of his tongue was rapidly moving over it from side to side and up and down.

Evie pushed him back into the bed kneeling over his face and rubbed her pussy against his mouth.

"Aaaaghnnnnn ahhhhhhhh!"

She cried out as an orgasm begins to flow through her.

Carl's hands clutched at her generous buttocks. The soft yielding flesh feels so sensuous against his fingers. He gropes and kneads and caresses her skin. Her rubbing became rocking and her movements become hurried. She was panting and groaning till at last her juices ran out of her, smearing across her lovers face.

She fell over on to her side, breathing heavily and it sounds like she's humming quietly.

Carl was gasping for breath himself, his air supply had been somewhat restricted for a short time. He shuffled up the bed until their heads are level and both grin happily at each other.

He slid an arm under her head and she snuggled in close. Carl was stroking her naked body looking it over and marvelling at how damned erotic she is.

"You are one sexy woman, do you know that?"

He kissed her head and hugged her tight. Her thigh was against his hard cock. She put a hand on it and stroked gently, teasingly.

"Think so do you mister? Well that's handy because I really want you to fuck me now."

Her fingers curled around him.

"I want this hard cock inside me. I want to feel you sliding in and out of my pussy. My pussy that is so hot and wet for you. So juicy and tight."

Her fist was holding him tight and moving rhythmically in time to her words.

Carl's heart was pounding in his chest. His cock ached and throbbed. His wife had never spoken to him like this and Evie telling him her desires inflamed his lust. His arousal was absolute; she literally has him in the palm of her hand.

"Fuck me Carl, fuck me now."

Like a man possessed he leapt on top and lined himself up to her entrance. Pushing in the head popped inside her. Both groan together. She felt so hot. So tight. He pressed on slowly, relishing the sensation of her enveloping him. Soon he is all the way inside her and she feels amazing. She holds him tight and her still stilettoed feet pull him tight. Face down, his head beside hers. He could hear her muttering.

"..Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god..."

Lifting his head he looked down at her beautiful face. Her eyes were closed, her lips moving in time to her mantra. Her expression was one of erotic bliss. He feels himself throb, or maybe she squeezed him. It felt so good though.

His eyes move down to her magnificent heaving chest. He loves how big soft and sexy they are. And now he gets to suck on one of those mouth-watering nipples. As he drew it into his mouth Evie took in a long gasp of air and groaned. Her pussy definitely squeezed him that time. He slowly withdraws leaving just the tip inside her. The pleasures in her pussy send shudders through her core. He slid back in just as slowly but immediately started to withdraw again. In and out, tempo gradually rising. As things speed up the force of his thrusts increase. Her pussy grips and pulses and flutters round his cock. A building orgasm tells him to thrust harder, faster.

"Oh yes! Fuck me harder! Fuck Me! Oh oh oh yes. Itssss ssooooo, Oh fuck yes. Fuck me hard, cum inside me, spray my womb with your fertile seeeed!"

Carl doesn't hesitate for one second longer he pounds her as hard as he is able. His orgasm seems to start in his extremities and serge inwards. His toes curl, his limbs stiffen. Every pleasure neurone is firing at once.

Evie sensed that he was so close and feels her own climax tingle in her pussy. Urging him on, thrusting back. Her eyes closed her head back. A constant stream of animal noises gurgles from her throat. She thrust back hard because it just feels so good. Her hands pull him closer, deeper inside. Her nails dig into the flesh of his buttocks.

Through the fog of lust her words sink in. Fertile seed in her womb. He likes the idea. This girl he'd known a few days. It arouses him, excites him; his climax exploded in his loins and he erupts inside her. His orgasm was the last straw for hers and she screamed in joy. His cock firing cum deep inside her, her pussy rippling, pulsing, milking every last drop from him.

Neither moves for a full minute. Trying to get their breath back, a period of recovery is needed by them both. You don't just come straight back from where they'd been.

He looks at her. He likes looking at her. No, he loves looking at her. He loves so much about her. Everything about her. Her eyes open and she returns his gaze.

"What?"

She looks playfully self-conscious.

He leans in and kisses her. Her mouth open and willingly accepting his tongue. Her hand came round and holds the back of his head. The kiss peters out naturally.

Carl plays with a rapidly stiffening nipple between thumb and forefinger, in return she plays with a rapidly stiffening cock. He glanced down at himself and huffed a quick laugh.

"What have you done to me you wicked vixen?"

Carl and Evie fuck twice more that night and each time he shoots his load deep inside her and each time is better than the last. A connection was formed that night. A mutual desire to stay together. A shared need in the other. And to shag as much as possible.

Six months later they are laying in bed. Carl is running his hand over Evie's swelling belly.

"This time I'm going to go it right, this time I will be there, for everyone."

"You know I read somewhere that sex during pregnancy is very good for making the foetus happy." Evie said it a wicked grin.

Elsewhere Carol soon to be ex-Mrs. Foxton is interviewing a new housekeeper. She got to keep the house and a half of Carls savings. Considering the dirt that Carl and the agency had managed to gather on her and her sexual habits she was lucky to get anything, but Carl still felt a modicum of guilt for how she'd turned out. Evie knew this was part of his kind nature and love him for it. The young man before Carol was tall blond and Germanic looking. His tight trousers did nothing to hide his large cock which seemed to reach halfway down his thigh. He would do, for now.