Romance: Luther's Property

by Laurie Burrows

  Doug experienced a rush of guilt at trying to justify his own lecherous needs with what had been Anna’s idea. He knew that she had no idea that he would have sex with the therapist. But now that he had gotten a taste for it, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to just let it go so easily. He felt that he was already addicted to Nicole, and he knew that this was only going to be the beginning of a long relationship, and one that was likely going to be destructive to his marriage.

  Doug’s thoughts lingered there until he drifted off to sleep.

  The next morning, Douglas was awoken by his alarm. He did not have a workout with John that morning, but he knew he needed to get a workout in. So, he put on a pair of jogging shorts and headed outside. He cleared his mind as he ran his usual three miles, and looped his way back to his home. Once inside, he took his morning shower, and dressed in a navy suit and white shirt, then headed downstairs.

  As usual, he was greeted by the scent of coffee, and the sight of his wife at the breakfast bar. A wave of guilt crashed over him, and he stayed quiet as he moved over to the coffee machine.

  “Hey,” he heard Anna call to him, and he felt his stomach sink.

  “Hey,” he said, turning to her with a smile. “What time did you get back in?”

  “About ten thirty,” she answered, her tone dismissive. “But hey, tell me how the massage went! How do you feel?”

  Doug knew that most honest answer would be that he was feeling guilty, but he knew that he couldn’t give that answer.

  “I feel great,” he said, and it was true. “I feel like I’m five years younger.”

  “And your back and neck?” she asked hopefully.

  “They feel fine,” he shrugged. “Very relaxed, actually.”

  “Well that’s great,” Anna said, her expression brighter. “How do you like Nicole? I know you were expressing some doubts over the phone.”

  “Yeah, I know,” Doug nodded. “But as usual you’re right. She’s very professional, and I think that after this little two-week trial period we’ll be able to negotiate a more permanent financial situation for her.”

  “Great,” Anna smiled. “I think I’m going to take her on as my therapist as well.”

  “What?” Doug said, unnerved by the idea of Nicole being so close with his wife. “I mean… why do you need massage therapy?”

  “Those pains in my lower back, remember?” Anna said, her expression dimming as soon as she realized he had completely forgotten.

  “Oh,” Doug blinked. “I’m sorry… I… yeah, I just forgot, I guess…”

  “My job has its stressed too, Douglas,” she said. “And if Nicole is good enough for you, she is certainly good enough for the likes of me.”

  Doug did not respond, and looked down into his cup of coffee.

  “I’m going to pick up Kathy,” Anna sighed as she gathered up her things.

  “Okay,” Doug said. “Have a good day.”

  “You too,” Anna said, not meeting his eyes as she made her way out of the house.

  Doug ran his hand over his face and let out a long sigh, guilt and regret once again taking hold of him. He decided against having breakfast, doubting if he would be able to stomach it. He filled up his thermos with coffee and gathered up his briefcase from his office, then made his way out to his car.

  Chapter 8

  Doug’s life soon picked up into a new, different pattern. For once, work was not the sole purpose of his attention. He found himself constantly looking forward to his sessions with Nicole. Nicole, for her part, never disappointed. In each one of their sessions, she would give him her specialty full body massage, and then the two would make love, all in the confines of his lunch hour.

  Douglas would return to work with new vigor, and he was able to focus even more on the tasks he had to accomplish. But even then, his mind was fixated on Nicole, because he knew that Anna’s appointments were at six. And even though these appointments were private, he got a sense of pleasure just from knowing that she was in the house with him.

  Doug always had a hard time making it all the way through the day on the two days of the week when he wasn’t getting treatments from Nicole, though. While he was void of stress or pain, it seemed that his libido had shot up exponentially. Doug found it hard to think of anything but his own sate of arousal, and at work he was having a hard time concentrating.

  When his lunch hour finally came, he knew that he had to go home. He could barely keep himself from fidgeting in his agitation. So, as soon as the twelve o’clock hour was upon him, he picked up his briefcase and headed home.

  He quickly drove home and immediately retreated to the confines of his bedroom. He collapsed onto his bed and immediately went to work undoing his pants. He sighed as he wrapped his fingers around his shaft, and easily worked his cock into a herd, pulsing erection.

  As he began to stroke himself, he found his mind wandering to none other than Nicole. Suddenly, he got an idea. He shot bolt upright in bed and immediately reached for his phone. Without hesitation, he dialed Nicole’s number. It rang a few times, and Doug was getting to be afraid that she wouldn’t pick up.

  “Hello?” she finally answered.

  “Hey!” Doug said excitedly. “Hey… um, I was just wondering, if… if you were, you know, free right now.”

  “Free for what?” Nicole said, and Doug could hear her tone grow sultrier.

  “Well, I mean…” Doug sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I just wondered if, you know, you could come over.”

  “Doug,” Nicole sighed. “I can tell you’re beating around the bush, and frankly, it’s really not a turn on to me.”

  Doug was taken aback a little by her words.

  “If you want me,” Nicole went on. “You’re going to have to ask for me. Plain and simple.”

  Doug took a deep breath and tried to gather his wits about him.

  “I…” Doug said shakily. “I want you.”

  “What was that?” Nicole said, her voice teasing. “I’m not sure I heard you correctly.”

  Douglas felt his stomach tie itself in knots as he gathered words to express his need.

  “I need to be inside of you,” he all but growled into the phone.

  “That’s what I like to hear,” Nicole purred into the phone. “I’ll be there in five. Don’t get yourself too worked up before I get there.”

  With that, Nicole hung up the phone. Doug released a long huff of air and collapsed back on the bed. Just the phone encounter had left him hard and aching and he hoped that Nicole would hurry up.

  Fortunately, they had given her a key to the house, so he would not have to let her in himself. Doug let his eyes drift closed and he stroked himself slowly, making sur that he was nowhere near the point of sexual satisfaction. He imagined her oiled hands working their magic on his cock, and he released a soft moan, rubbing the pads of his fingers along his sensitive frenulum.

  “I see you were more eager than I thought,” Doug’s eyes snapped open as he heard Nicole’s voice.

  “Oh, hey,” Doug laughed lightly, moving to sit up.

  “Don’t move,” Nicole said suddenly, and Doug laid back down on the bed, feeling himself become ever more excited and aroused.

  He watched as she slowly crossed the room, headed toward him. She slowly raised up the hem of her shirt as she approached. Doug couldn’t help but tighten his grip and pump a little faster as she got closer, his senses going into overdrive.

  “Put your hands by your side,” she commanded him softly as she began to undo her belt and then the button of her pants.

  Doug groaned softly, but did as she said. His cock throbbed and his eyes were locked onto her as she slowly lowered her jeans down her long body and then stepped out of her pants. At last, she was at the foot of the bed, and she slowly crawled toward him.

  Doug felt her hands alight upon his thighs, and he shivered in anticipation. She laughed lightly at him as his breathing hitched. Doug couldn’t have cared less as she moved her hands
further up, gently tracing her fingernails along the inside of his thighs. She lightly traced against his balls, and a shudder passed through his body.

  Doug groaned softly as Nicole took a hold of his aching cock, lightly massaging from the base to the tip. Doug released yet another groan and began to softly pant as she continued to work at him. He felt his muscles tighten ash she worked her hand in a circular motion, slowly and surely working at him.

  “Relax baby,” she lowered her head to place a kiss on the bone of his pelvis. “We have the rest of the hour together.”

  Doug breathing hitched as her grip tightened ever so slightly. She felt her hold move down again to his base. He watched with wide eyes as she held open her mouth, and his whole body jerked as she flicked her tongue over his tip. She swirled her tongue around his ridge, and he hissed, squeezing his eyes shut at the intense sensation.

  “Someone is very sensitive today,” Nicole murmured gently, the air of her breath brushing against his tip and sending jolts of pleasure through his cock.

  “Yeah…” Doug sighed, flexing his hips up closer to her mouth.

  Nicole laughed lightly, and once again steadied his twitching cock in her firm grip at the base of his cock. Then, she slowly lowered her mouth down over his cock, slowly slipping his cock into the hot, wet cavern of her mouth. She began to massage his thick underside with her tongue, and Doug had to bite his tongue to keep from groaning.

  Nicole lowered himself further and further down his cock until he felt the head of his member flush tight against the back of his throat. He looked down into her eyes, and Nicole looked back with hazy eyes, and then continued to take him.

  Doug gasped as he felt his tip press into the tight passage of her throat. Doug couldn’t help but bury his hands in her hair and groan as she began to bob her head up and down over him. Doug breathed raggedly and tried not to force her deeper, though the urge to do so was quite overpowering.

  It soon proved, though, to be unnecessary, as she began to bob her head up and down still faster and deeper, increasing the tightness around his thickness. Doug soon found it hard to contain himself, and he started to roll his hips up into her mouth. Doug finally reached a point where he felt he couldn’t take anymore, and he seized her on either side of her head and lifted her mouth up off of him.

  “I- I can’t…” he stammered, shaking his head.

  “Shh,” Nicole hushed him, and moved up his body.

  She pressed her lips against his, and he kissed her back, settling his hands on her hips and massaging her lower back. Nicole moaned softly into his mouth, and he felt his cock surge at the sound.

  “You don’t have bad hands,” Nicole murmured, flexing her hips under his hold. “Maybe your wife really doesn’t need my services after all…”

  Douglas was going to protest the mention of his wife as he was actively fucking another woman, but Nicole quickly silenced him, pressing her mouth once again to his in a sensuous kiss. She once again reached down between them and wrapped her fingers round his member, pumping at him slowly and languidly. Doug’s thoughts died before they could make it out of his mouth, and instead he released a long sigh of pleasure.

  “That’s it,” Nicole soothed him softly. “Just relax.”

  Doug nodded hazily as she continued to work at him, and he gently rolled his hips into her skilled hands. His eyes drifted closed, and he ground his teeth as she worked him ever closer to his completion. He sought out her center with his fingertips, and he was rewarded with Nicole’s soft sigh as he slipped a finger deep into her center and began to massage her inner walls.

  “Ah…” she said as her body began to shudder with the pleasure she was receiving. “You have good hands…”

  Doug felt his cock surge once again with her praise. He felt her begin to rock her hips into his hands, and he heard her release a soft moan from on top of him. At the same time, her hands were busy at work on his length, pumping him smoothly up and down, keeping him pleased, but not at all close to his peak. It was both thrilling and frustrating, and he could only grind his teeth. Nicole could obviously sense his frustration, and she let out a soft laugh at his torment.

  “Is there something you need?” she asked him teasingly. She lowered her head to nibble at his collarbone, and he shivered at the sensation.

  “Yes,” he hissed out between his teeth, thrusting more powerfully into the tight grip of her hands.

  “Oh yeah?” Nicole continued to taunt him. “And what might that be?”

  “You…” Doug uttered, beginning to lose his power of speech amidst the pleasure he was receiving.

  “I’m right here,” Nicole laughed at him, and squeezed at his cock teasingly.

  “I need…” Doug panted out, working hard to collect his thoughts enough to form sensible words. “I want to be inside of you.”

  “Oh, I see…” Nicole whispered into his ear. “I think I might be able to do something about that…”

  Nicole adjusted herself over his raging erection, and Doug groaned loudly as she teased at his tip with her dripping slit. Doug lost his composure and his back arched up off the bed. Nicole only laughed at him, until Doug regained his composure and settled back down into the bed beneath him, taking deep, even breaths to steady himself.

  When he was calm once again, Nicole began to lower herself down over him, her hot tightness enveloping every inch of his cock. Doug moaned as she squeezed her inner muscles around him. He heard her sigh, and her reacting sent a surge of power and pleasure. He lightly thrust up into her, and he delighted in the moan that escaped her throat.

  Doug made to flip her over, but she stopped him, bracing her hands on his shoulder.

  “Not this time,” she breathed into his ear, the hint of a threat in her voice. Doug could only shiver and nod.

  She began to softly move up and down over his length, and he moaned uncontrollably as her movements sent wave after wave of pleasure coursing through his body, and more importantly through his rigid cock. Nicole looked down into his eyes, her own hazy, and her mouth parted as she panted lightly from her own pleasure. Doug was at the end of his wits, and he need more from her.

  “Faster…” he breathed, and a seductive smile spread across Nicole’s face.

  Just as she wished, she increased her speed, and began to bounce up and down on top of him. Doug’s eyes rolled back in his head as she rode him. He raised his hand to trace them up her ribs, and he smiled at the way her body shook beneath his touch. He covered her breasts with his hands, and he heard her moan softly.

  “That feels good…” she breathed out in a rush, and she picked up her speed yet again.

  Nicole leaned back so that she was upright, and she used her powerful thighs to pump into him. Doug once again let out an almost pained moan, and he began to meet her bouncing with powerful thrusts of his own. The combination made Nicole let out soft moans and whimpers.

  “I’m getting close…” Nicole whispered, and Doug wrapped his hand firmly around her hips, holding her still as he thrust up into her forcefully.

  “That’s it, don’t stop!” she moaned out, her tone pleading. She braced herself with his wrists, digging her fingernails hard into his skin.

  Doug felt his own climax building up, and he knew that her orgasm would almost immediately prompt his own.

  “Doug!” Nicole called out. Doug felt her inner muscles spasm around him, and he gasped harshly as his own climax crashed upon him, colors swimming before his eyes.

  Nicole moaned gutturally on top of him, and Doug held her tight against him as his cock twitched and squirted into her.

  Chapter 9

  When they had each finally finished they both shuddered in satisfaction. Nicole dismounted from Doug, hissing as his softening cock slipped out of her. Doug turned toward as she laid out beside him.

  Doug’s eyes traveled over her beautiful, naked body, and took in every inch of her. She was absolutely, breathtakingly beautiful.

  “Thank you for coming,” he s
aid with a smile, running his hand through her silky dark hair.

  “Thanks for having me,” she said, turning to face him, batting her dark eyelashes.

  Doug felt suddenly overcome with emotion. It had been a long time since he had felt anything quite so intense. He felt a sadness deep inside his stomach as he realized she wouldn’t be staying, and he frowned. Nicole raised her eyebrow at him.

  “What’s the matter?” she asked, her tone teasing. “Not good enough for you?”

  “You’re more than good enough for me,” Doug said softly, running his hand through her hair.

  “Well, then I don’t see a problem here,” Nicole shrugged, sitting up on the bed and moving down toward the end.

  Doug watched silently as she put her clothes back on, at a loss for what to say.

  “You know, you would think I had just told you your puppy got run over,” Nicole remarked flippantly.

  “Hm,” Doug grunted, and rolled off the bed to begin putting his own clothes back on.

  “Come on,” Nicole soothed. “What’s really bothering you?”

  Doug paused for a moment, and stopped buttoning up his shirt to gently cup her face in his hands.

  “I just…” he paused and sighed. “I wish this whole situation was different… I wish you could stay.”

  Nicole’s expression darkened and turned to one of sympathy.

  “You’re probably feeling a lot of things right now,” Nicole said softly, leading him over to sit on the edge of the bed. “Confusion, guilt. And I’m sure your intense arousal toward me isn’t helping at all. But I know a secret.”

  “And what secret is that?” Doug asked, his expression grim and his hopes low.