Wife Wants a Hall Pass Ch. 34

Lancelot and my Linda showed up at the table a couple minutes later. Linda was bubbly. Lancelot excused himself saying he had been ignoring his friends at his table. He bent and whispered in my ear, "Thanks for giving her the card, Luke." He was gone.

I looked at Linda and said, "He just thanked me for giving you the hall pass."

She giggled and said, "Yeah, I used it."

I had such a sinking feeling in my stomach. I felt betrayed. In all our years together, Linda had never made me feel betrayed.

I asked, "When, where?"

She replied, "Just now, out on the patio."

Muscles tightened all over my body. I thought, "Even if she goes to my room, the night is ruined."

She looked at my face and saw the turmoil in my mind. A look of deep regret passed over her face. She realized that she had inadvertently led me to a very wrong conclusion. She reached out and touched my lips with her fingers. She said, "I showed him the pass, Luke. That is how I used it. I wanted him to know it was me telling him no, not you." Relief washed over me like a cleansing tide. I captured her small hand in mine and kissed her fingers. The adrenaline in my bloodstream began to dissipate and my tense nerves settled in the next minutes.

She said, "He is elated that I have the pass. I told him explicitly no but he doesn't hear that word often. He thinks he still has a chance. This is our night, Luke. She came to me and held me while I calmed myself. I felt ashamed for what I had thought.

Bobby handed her a glass of wine. "He said, "Linda, I advised Luke to give you the hall pass. He told me this morning that you wouldn't use it. I told him you needed it if he wanted you to have a free choice. I'm glad you chose the way you did. I would have felt like shit if you had gone the other way. I become jealous every time I see you look at Eric." He had generated some emotion in her. Her green eyes sparkled brightly through the new mist in them.

She took Bobby's hand and squeezed it. She said, "If I was going to sleep with anyone other than Luke tonight, it would be you, Bobby."

Michelin and her young dance partner came back to the table. She kissed his cheek and thanked him for the dance. He bowed to Bobby and went away. Michelin sat down with Bobby.

Suddenly bagpipes filled the room with sound. It's hard for me to think of that sound as music. Three tall straight young girls in Highlander dress appeared on the dance floor. The pipes played and the girls danced.

I took Linda and walked to a large plush chair that had been moved closer to the wall and into the shadows. I sat in the chair and pulled her down on my lap. We made ourselves comfortable and sipped our drinks. We watched the dancers. The music changed and another group of dancers appeared. The dance was different. This happened several times.

I enjoyed the dancers but I had found the high slit in Linda's dress. Her skin beneath was warm and smooth. I touched her button. She moaned in my ear and squirmed in my lap. She said, "Oh Luke."

Bobby later told me that we had been treated to four different dances. They were the reel, the jig, the strathspey and the waltz. I only recognized the waltz but they were all beautiful to watch. Truthfully, I missed some of the show. Linda and I were making out some.

After the show, the music was Scottish country. Country-dance was the order for the next hour or so. There was no way Linda or I could participate. Bobby and Micheline danced three different times. They danced well together.

The country dancing ended. I asked Bobby to find an appropriate recording of Texas country. Linda and I demonstrated the good-ole Texas two-step. We were alone on the dance floor for a minute and then Bobby and Michelin joined us. Bobby had spent two years in Texas. He knew how to two-step. He had evidently taught Michelin. We weren't as impressive as the dancers we had just seen but everyone cheered for us.

The night wore on and around one in the morning, people began to come by our table to bid us goodnight and to thank Bobby and Michelin for the party.

I asked when the party would be over. Bobby answered, "It is over now. A few of our guest will stretch it out as long as they can but I have told the announcer to call the last dance at two."

I said, "I promised to dance with Anne once more. I had better go do it."

Linda said, "I promised Lancelot another dance too. He hasn't yet taken no for an answer. He thinks I might still change my mind and go home with him." She looked at me and whispered in my ear, "Don't worry Luke. He might help to build a fire in me but it will be yours to put out." I saw her finger the necklace around her neck. She pulled it out from under the fabric of her dress and kissed it. She smiled at me and said, "I always have this to remind me of the man who truly loves me."

I helped her from her seat and we went to Lancelot's table. Lancelot rose to his feet as we approached. I said, "Laird Littleton, my wife has informed me that she has promised you another turn on the floor. Please return her to me before the last dance. I reserve that dance for myself."

He answered, "So shall it be Mr. Bowman. I thank you for your indulgence." He bowed to Linda and took her hand. They walked away together.

I turned to his sister and said, "Miss Littleton, It would be my honor if you would favor me with a dance."

She smiled and offered her hand. I helped her rise and we proceeded to the floor. I held her and we danced in silence for a moment. She cuddled in close and laid her head on my chest. In her small voice, she said, "Luke, please forgive me for being so forward. I have only now come to realize the significance of this night and this party for you and Linda. I was a fool to think I could butt in."

I squeezed her closer and answered, "There is no forgiveness necessary. I was swept off my feet by your presence. I was unable to communicate with you properly. I hope that our interactions of this night will not hinder the further development of our relationship. I want us to become very special in each other's eyes and hearts."

She said, "Oh Luke. Nothing will stop me from pursuing this relationship."

I thought that was enough conversation. We had agreed to take this up again at some time in the future. That was enough to make me happy. I had been afraid that she would never want to talk to me again.

Anne wanted to talk. She said, "I want you to know me better before you leave. Please don't let my actions tonight make you think of me as a tart or a trollop. I am of twenty-six years and have had three lovers. I was monogamous with each of them for the period of our relationship. I have never been sexually involved with anyone that I had known for less than several months." I have no excuse for the slutty way that I acted tonight, except that I thought it would be now or never. I can't stand the thought of missing the only chance that I might have to be with you.

I think I fell in love with you before I came here. Eric's description of you made me feel as if I was about to meet the man I had always dreamed of. While you were having that first dance with your wife tonight, I realized how understated his description had been. Even now I am Jealous of her."

I said, "That is enough Anne. I would never think of you as a tart. The attraction that you feel is a two-way street. Just let me hold you and enjoy being with you. We will take this up from here at another time."

She replied, "Since I am already in this deep, may I make one more trashy remark?"

I chuckled and said, "Certainly if you wish."

I saw her blush even in the dim light. She giggled and whispered, "At another time, I intend to give my body to you. I will be very aggressive and it will be the best sex you have ever enjoyed."

I wanted to shut her up so I stuck my tongue in her mouth. That worked. My hand found its way and I fondled her breast. The monster became very hard very quickly. She felt him rise against her belly. She captured him and held him in her hand while we kissed. The music stopped.

We stood together quietly in the dark and took a moment to recover. I saw Linda and Lancelot slip through the door to an outside patio. The next musical piece began.

I took Anne's hand and led her to the French doors that led outside. I could see Linda and Lancelot through the glass. They were not dancing but sitting at a small round metal table. Nothing naughty was going on. They were holding hands. They appeared to be talking and enjoying each other. I took Anne through the door.

There was no one else about. Anne came into my arms and we began to sway gently in time with the music. Linda looked up and saw us. She motioned for us to join them.

We approached the table and Lancelot rose to greet us. He asked us to sit. He said, "Mr. Bowman, I have a heartfelt apology for you and your Lady.

I said, "Address me as Luke. I will call you Eric."

He replied, "Oh good. That will make what I have to say so much easier." Anne giggled under her breath. She was enjoying her brother's distress.

I intended to let him off easily but I let him squirm on the hook for the time he took to collect his thoughts. I let him begin.

He said, "Linda has finally made me understand how special this trip and especially this party have been for you. Her commitment to you is unshakeable. There is no way I could possibly compete with something as powerful as that. I have been such an ass for trying." He only paused long enough to catch his breath. He said, "Please forgive my arrogance and stupidity in..." I held up my hand and stopped him mid-sentence.

I said, "Eric, it is my belief that the four of us want something to come of this relationship. That can't happen tonight. This is a special night for Linda and me." I paused and then continued, "I hope it does happen at another time. I think that Linda and I will come back here a few months after Michelin's baby is born. We both want to meet the child. I think that the four of us should meet and take up this discussion at that time." I went on, "I think we should meet privately away from Wilkinson Manor."

Eric asked, "Where shall we meet?"

Anne giggled and put in her thoughts. She said, "I think Paris would be nice." I smiled at her.

Eric asked, "Luke, if I were to make it to Texas, would I be welcomed in your home?"

Before I could answer, Anne, said, "If we make it to Texas..."

I made a gesture to give the question over to Linda. Linda giggled and said, "Possibly."

Eric said in a strained voice, "Damn it, Linda. Is it possible for me to get any kind of a commitment out of you?"

Linda smiled and a second later, Lancelot broke up in laughter. We all laughed with him.

Bobby and Michelin came through the door. They came to sit with us but before anything was said, the announcer came online and announced the last dance.

Linda said, "This is the last dance. This is our dance, Luke."

Bobby said, "Wait, Linda. I will see that there is one more dance. I haven't danced with you tonight. Dance with me."

I took Anne back into my arms.

Eric took Michelin's hand and said, "By process of elimination and the circumstances of fate, I will finally fulfill my dream of dancing with you sweet Michelin."

I looked at Bobby. He shook his head but took Linda away from the table. We all danced.

I whispered in Anne's ear a bit of naughtiness. I said, "At another time, I intend to eat your pussy. I will be very aggressive and you will beg for mercy."

She giggled and said, "Kiss me, Luke. I want the others to see." I kissed her.

The music ended. Bobby stepped inside and signaled the announcer who was also the DJ to play one more tune. He came over the speaker and said, "By popular demand, there will be a second last dance tonight." The new piece began a few seconds later.

Anne kissed my lips briefly and said goodbye. Linda filled my arms perfectly, as she does. Eric returned Michelin to Bobby and took his sister by the hand. He paused in front of me and spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. He said, "Luke I have two sisters here tonight. Why did you choose the ugly one?" Everyone laughed.

Anne struck her brother on the chest playfully. She said, "Luke he has only one sister." There was a short pause. She curtsied and said, "I am the pretty one." We all had another laugh.

Eric and Anne, with a silent E, left through the French doors. The rest of us had our second last dance.

I whispered in Linda's ear, "I am a bit tired. If we make love all night, it will be a long night."

She giggled for me. She said, "I promised you one of my damn fine I'm-Going-to-Love-You-Forever, fucks. If you remember, I do all the work. All you have to do is be there."

We agreed to meet Bobby and Michelin for breakfast at eleven the next morning. We had to leave for Edinburgh by one. We stopped by the food bar on the way out and filled two plates with munchies to take with us. I carried the food and let Linda precede me as we walked to our room. She could open doors for me and I was able to watch her body move under the fabric of her magic dress. I was glad the party was over. I was ready to move on to better things.

We closed the door to our room and I sat the food on the small table. Linda bounced into my arms. She said, "You forgot your jacket. You had better go back and get it."

I said, "It will be there in the morning. I want to take your clothes off and snuggle close to you in that bed over there."

Butler had taken care of us again. The air conditioner was running and it was cold enough to hang meat in the room. I thought, "The warm bed will feel good." I turned the electric lights off. Butler had done another minor service for us. All the candles were burning.

Linda made a dance of helping me undress and play at the same time. I was down to my socks when she stepped out of her shoes and let her dress fall to the floor. It seemed to disappear from around her in a cascade of white and barely visible shades of pink and red. It was magic.

She was naked except for her necklace. I could have hurt myself. I was trying to maintain my balance on one foot while I removed my other sock and watched her at the same time. I had to save myself from falling twice. Linda was laughing at me when I grabbed her and laid her down on the bed. I let her bear most of my weight and put my tongue in her mouth to stifle her laughter.

We hadn't had sex in two days. I knew that her I'm-Going-to-Love-You-Forever routine wasn't going to work. We were about to have a quickie. She knew it too. I thought, "We'll see what happens next."

I tried to make a plan. I knew that I couldn't maintain control for long but I wanted to last as long as I could for her. I thought, "I can give her two good ones if I make the first one happen with my tongue and then give her a good doggy fuck. That is always her favorite quickie position. She cums hard that way.

While we were still kissing, I slipped my middle finger inside her. She was very wet already. She was very close to the edge. Her body was humming like the low string on a bass guitar. I thought, "Somebody built a fire in her belly."

I tried hard to slow the process down. I broke our kiss and centered my attention on her pretty titties. I licked and sucked them while I massaged them. I kept her near the edge even as I tried to move myself away from it. I was going to lose it much too soon If I couldn't control myself at least a little. I tickled her clit and her whole body began to squirm under me. Her whimpers and coos pushed me even closer to the edge.

I had to take my mind off Linda. I picture of Artair's girlfriend, Laura, passed through my mind. I thought, "Of my options tonight, she would be my last choice. Age was part of the reason for that. She must be older than me. She was nice to look at and shaped well. Artair has good taste." I went on with my musing. "The proper amount of enthusiasm raises a girl's place on the desirability scale by at least one order of magnitude. She was very enthusiastic." I whispered to myself, "Hell Luke, you know you would fuck her."

I realized that I had stepped away from the edge. Linda was begging me to fuck her.

She said, "That's enough Luke. I want your cock inside me. Fuck me, Luke."

I ignored her request, as I sometimes do. I buried my face in her sweet strawberry flavored pussy. Her legs locked me in place and she fucked me hard. Her orgasm happened suddenly and she bucked violently. I thought I heard her say Lancelot but I wasn't sure. Her thighs had covered my ears. I've been there before. I love it. I was near the edge again. I helped her cum as much as I could. Her orgasm reached its peak.

I didn't let her come down. I gave her my release me signal. I started her toward her doggy position and she helped as soon as she understood what I had in mind. I stuffed the monster inside her. I was not in control anymore. The monster takes over sometimes. She accepted him and she uttered sweet fulfillment noises. She flopped her upper body down on the bed and buried her head in the down pillow in front of her.

She slipped away to that private place in her mind where she goes when I fuck her this way. When she goes there, it always has a calming effect on me. I was back in control.

I was kneeling behind her. I held her hips in place with both hands and fucked her slowly with long deep strokes. She was gone longer than usual this time. I got the impression that she was sorting something out in her mind. I just fucked her slowly and waited for her to return. Several minutes must have passed. She spoke to me in a conversational voice. She said, "Fuck me hard Luke. Cum with me. Don't try to hold anything back. I have something special for you later.

I fucked her very hard. I was withdrawing and then slamming my cock back to her depths. We both lost it. She rose to an all fours position and screamed. A two day supply of cum erupted from my body at the same time. We fucked each other until her knees slipped from under her and we collapsed together onto the bed. I was on top of her and she made me understand that she wanted me to stay there and rest my weight on her. She is very small and I weigh about two-twenty. My weight doesn't seem to bother her.

My cock was still inside her. Her kegel muscles would squeeze and hold him every few seconds. Her pussy was sucking the last drops of my juices from me.

Soon I lost my erection. I rolled off her and she snuggled up close to me. We needed a few minutes to catch our breath. As quickies go, that had been a very good one.

She said, "I'm hungry." She jumped out of bed like the little pixie that she is. She brought one of the plates of food back to the bed and handed it to me. She said, "Hold this." She went into the bathroom for a few minutes. I heard her tinkle and then wash. She then came back out with two face towels. I took my turn in the bathroom.

On my return, she checked our cooler and said, "We have water, Coke, wine and there is whisky here somewhere." We both opted for water.

We made ourselves comfortable sitting in the bed. I smelled strawberries. I looked at the plate. There were no strawberries. We had several small biscuits with sausage, small pieces of cheese, grapes, several other fruits, some melon cubes, and a few crackers. I realized that I was hungry. I ate two of the sausage biscuits and then Linda started feeding me bits of fruit.

She was playing me. She was giving me some recovery time and keeping me awake at the same time. It would be easy for me to sleep. I was tired and she had just drained my energy reserve.

I asked, "What is it that you have for me later? What could be more special than what we just shared?"

I saw her steal a glance at the clock. She giggled and leaned in close enough to kiss the tip of my nose. She said, "We have a few minutes. You need to relax and recover your strength." She giggled again.