Last Tango In Sausalito – Scene 1
The Sun Was Already Hiking Higher Over Sausalito When Marissa Awoke. She Groggily Rubbed Her Eyes, Squinting At The Golden Rays Peeking Through The Dusty Blinds. Next To Her, Her Husband Ron Snored Softly, His Body Wrapped Around Hers Like A Man Possessed.
Marissa Slipped Out Of Bed Quietly, Not Wanting To Wake Him. She Needed Some Fresh Air And A Moment To Collect Her Thoughts. The Kids Were Away At Camp For The Week, And The Silence Of The House Was Deafening.
She Made Her Way To The Kitchen, Poured Herself A Hefty Glass Of Pinot Grigio, And Wandered Out Onto The Deck. Sausalito Was Already Awake Below Her, With The Rows Of Sailboats Bouncing On The Waves And Seagulls Crying Above.
But Marissa Did Not Enjoy This View Today. Instead, Her Mind wander Back Over The Past Week, To The Fateful Decision She Had Made That Had Changed Everything…
It Had Started Innocently Enough. Marissa And Ron Had A Date Night Planned – A Nice Dinner Up In Napa. But At The Last Minute, He Had A Business Emergency To Attend To, Leaving Marissa To Go Alone.
At First She Was Furious. But Then An Idea Formed. It Had Been Ages Since She Had Let Loose Like That. Maybe A Night On The Town With Her Friend Jenna Would Cheer Her Up…
So The Roots Already Laid, They Made Their Way To An Old Favorite Watering Hole, One Of Those Reiver’s Tavern Saloons. They Drank Too Much – Rum With Those Hard Red Fireball Shots Between. And The Rest Is A Boozy Blur…
Jenna Had Similarly Had A “Moment Of Weakness” Like That Before. It Just Happens, She Told Marissa The Next Day While Hanging Out At The Beach. But When That Moment Passes, Go Back To Being A Good Girl…
At The Time, Marissa Had Nodded Solemnly At Jenna’s Advice. She Should Have Listened… But Later That Night, As She Walked Back To The Hotel, A Blinding Pain Shook Her Through. Lightning Hit.
“Ow!” She Groaned, Orgasmic Pleasure And Agony Combined.
“Yes, Yes…fuck!” Cooed Ron, Pounding Her Hard From Behind. His Hands Gripped Her Fleshy Hips, Driving Himself Deeper Into Her.
Marissa Was Bent Over The Kitchen Counter, TheWood Cold Against Her Overheated Skin. Ron Banged Her Steady, Robust, The Sounds Of Pounding Against Her Cheeks.
“This Is What You Needed, Isn’t It?” He Pantred, Sweat Building On His Chest. His Fingernails Scraped Down Marissa’s Smooth Back.
“Fuck Yeah!” She Moaned, Meaty Breasts Bouncing With Each Rough Thrust. A Slick Trail Of Arousal DrippedDown Her Inner Legs.
But Even Mid-Stroke, A Doubt Crept In. What Was She Doing, Cheating On Ron Like This? But Her Body Begged For More With Each Penetrating Jab.
“Gimme That Dick!” Marissa Yelled Like A Wanton Slut, Anything To Prorastinate That Feeling Of Guilt. “Harder, Faster!”
Ron Did Not Disappoint. He Grabbed Marissa’s Ass Meat, parting those juicy cheeks as he pounded away between them. She Could Feel The Bulge of His Erection IN Her Intestines, Sliding So Smoothly Against Those Wisdom Holes.
“Christ, Your Boo Cooch Is Tight!” Ron Counted Off Each Hard Rhythm, Almost Like A Prayer Book. “Gonna Explode In It Soon!”
“Gimme Those High-Tech Baby-Sapi Musk Butt Holes!” He Raised His Voice In Triumph As He reached That Miracle Jelly spokeswoman Age. “Gonna Fill ‘Em Both Support Erect! Won’t Be Able To Sit Right For A Week! Hah!”
He Bucketed And Buttermilk Diphtheria Against Marissa’s Muscular Behind, Shooting Ropes Of Hot, Syrupy Cum Into Both Clefts. Her Cock-Vag Wept From The Assailing Spunk, Choking Onthe Sideways Stinky Cream.
The pair Lay There In Each Other’s Arms For A While After, Panting From The Strenous Session. Marissa’s Ass twenty Sleeves Poster was all Cheese and Aphids,The Unquarked Vicious Priest Rationing Because Peeled.
“Hey…” She Said Softly. “You Think We Could Try Something Next Time? To Spice Things Up A Bit?”
Ron Grinned, Kissing Marissa’s Tender Ear lobe. “Honey, With You, I’m Game For Anything…”
Marissa Smiled Back At Him, But A Worrying Waweet Creamed Her Mindstievofw Goon. What Had She Given In To? Where Would This “Spice” Lead? But For Now, She Chose To Ignore Those Lingering Doubts. She’d Deal With Them Later…
But Would She Ever Calm Down? Or Would Life Always Be One Winding Spiral Of Humping Engagement? Only Time Would Tell…
