Jekyll and Hyde Ch. 01

He rolled on top of me, then rolled off again and slid off the bed. He fumbled in his trouser pockets obviously looking for a condom.

"Don't worry, I have the coil," I said referring to a birth control method that was popular at the time; HIV and even herpes scares had really not got going. I pulled him back on top of me.

"Now young lady," he smiled as we looked into each other's eyes while he positioned himself correctly with the tip of his cock nuzzling against my lips. "Let's find out what brain fucking is like."

"Hold on a mo," I said sitting up. I removed my bra, I didn't want that damaged.

Back to tedium, well some is, but some is also nicely rude.

We had a two year relationship including a six months engagement before having a huge white wedding with all the trappings. We bought a flat in Barnes to the west of London and the first few years of our marriage things were great. We got on well, did things together, had two gorgeous children and enjoyed all the things that young married couples should enjoy together, particularly sex. We went well together. We were both into sex and were quite adventurous, but had no inkling at all to go outside the relationship. Unlike many couples we knew or heard of, we were able to talk about sex. We could tell each other what intrigued us, what particularly excited us and what we would like to do sexually. Because of that we were able to have great oral sex, something quite a lot of women never quite accept. I did. I accepted both his mouth on my pussy and his cock in my mouth, I loved both and still do. I have to admit, though, as I was able to do to Richard at the time, that I didn't really like him cumming in my mouth; the sensation of his sperm in my throat made me feel as if I would gag or drown; the taste isn't very nice either. That didn't mean I wouldn't or didn't do it, for I did, but mostly we would take his cock out of my mouth before his ejaculation, which could then spurt over my face, tits or tummy, sometimes all three.

We tried anal, both orally and full penetration on each of us with our fingers and on me with his cock. We tied each other up and we used feathers and silk scarves on the other's body. Richard bought a vibrator and we used that on each other and we nearly, but never quite did then and haven't since, tried him spanking me.

So life went on. He changed firms and we moved to a larger house in Richmond. We bought a villa with another couple, who we came close to swinging with, in Tuscany and then a house in Florida, which we still own and visit; we have sold the Tuscany villa.

Richard is a hugely driven person and became determined to reach partner before the age of forty. Being able to operate in both the US and UK he became more and more involved in mergers and acquisitions, particularly in the advertising business where WPP was his client. This British company bought some of America's largest ad agencies, Ogilvy and JWT, as it soared to become the largest ad group in the world under the direction of Martin Sorrel who we got to know very well.

This meant that Richard had to spend more and more time in the US and we even thought of moving there, but I felt I would rather have him away from me in England than over there. Gradually, though, it became a larger intrusion on our lives. He was away at least four or five and often ten or fifteen days a month and when in England he worked murderous hours with lots of client entertaining added on. As the children became teenagers and needed me less and less so my boredom and loneliness became near to being unbearable. On top of that our, up to then, and I am talking many years ago, satisfying sex life began to wane. I was, or so it seemed, perpetually lonely, bored, unfulfilled in life and sexually frustrated. I began to resent Richard's work and, if I am honest him as well. I needed more in my life and more from life.

And what became that 'more?' In all my wildest dreams and imaginings I would never have guessed it. I had never thought that way and had never even fantasised about being fucked by an eighteen year old boy! But that's what happened.

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Addendum

I have written all the parts of this bawdy tale and I will submit them in quick succession. So keep checking the site, providing feedback and emails and getting in touch with me as you learn all about the Jekyll and Hyde character of Cat Moore.

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