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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ Aaron & Me - Part 3 by Laura (LickMyClit69_@excite.com) Aaron was already with me that day; he was staying with my nephew. It was hard not to say anything to him, be- cause Kyle was always around. They went outside, and I stayed in, they wanted a ride to the store, and Rob took them. It was almost like I was completely avoiding them. I guess I was, after all the tension between Aaron and I had to be obvious to anyone around. We rented movies that night, American Pie and Varsity Blues, and we had picked up a couple of pizzas. I didn't feel much like cooking. My husband Rob was sitting in 'his' chair, and I was on the floor with my son asleep in my lap. Kyle and Aaron were both sitting on opposite ends of the couch, they were both watching the movies and commenting on every little sexual innuendo...boys will be boys... "I'm going to put him in bed." I said as I stood up and carried Tanner to his room. My face was heated, my body was betraying me. I had wanted this to feel like a normal thing, but it felt anything but normal. I could feel it when he looked at me, especially when the scene with the teacher being a stripper came on in Varsity Blues. After I put Tanner down I headed back t the living room. Aaron was in the hall standing by the bathroom door. My eyes met his and I swallowed hard. An evil grin flashed on his lips, and I felt my face flush. No touches or words were exchanged, and he went into the door. "Rob?" He was gone from his chair. I walked back to our room and he was there asleep. An indecent idea crossed my mind, but there still was Kyle. I walked back into the living room and sat back on the floor. My intentionally unrevealing nightgown was uncomfortable and itchy. I wanted nothing more than to get out of it...but how could I sleep nude with Aaron in the next room. I would rather have slept nude in the same room. I hadn't noticed him coming back into the room, but I noticed when he sat down on the floor with me. "Laura," He said to get my attention. "Well?" He asked. "What?" I became very nervous, having Kyle only a few of feet away. "He's asleep." He assured me, as he noticed me looking out of the corner of my eye. "So, are we going to fuck tonight?" I couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, with Rob asleep in my room and Kyle in the living room, we are going to go at it on the floor right here." I joked, but the idea struck me as dangerous and exciting. "Not in the house, outside." He suggested. I became very aware that I was turned on at that moment, but I didn't want him to notice. I had to be careful, and this was definitely not careful!!! "Come-on." He said, with a slight note of pleading. "Just a minute." I stood up. He grabbed the hem of my nightgown and lifted it, revealing that I had no under- wear on underneath. "Stop." I whispered, then headed toward my room. Rob was sound asleep, I turned the light on to be sure, and he didn't even stir. I thought of the consequences of getting caught, then of the promise that I would be having good sex for a change. I knew that I would give in eventually and decided not to fight it. "Well?" Aaron asked as I reentered the room. He looked inviting, and I was surely horny. I took a deep breath, then nodded. "I guess, but we have to be quiet and careful." I told him. He agreed then we headed outside. "What would we say if someone came out here?" I asked. "Well, we could always have an orgy." He joked. I hit him in the back of the head. "No, really I don't know. You could always say that you were helping me with this." He said, grabbing his package. "I'm being serious you asshole." I said, then started to think. "Let's just wing it Laura, I don't think anyone will be checking on us." I felt his hand wrap around my waist. I sank back to him, feeling very much like a kid again. We first chose to go behind the pool, but the ground was soft and wet. So instead we headed to my husbands shop. "Ouch." I said as I dropped to my knees. "What?" He asked, a rock dug into my knee "This." I said, as I threw the rock across the tin building. It hit the wall with a loud bang. "Careful, or you will wake them up." He was lifting my nightgown over my head. "No, no I don't want to be naked." I said, pulling the garment down. "But I want you to." He said, I lessened my grip as he pulled it off. "You'll need it to lay on." I was thoroughly enjoying myself, but I wanted something more, I wanted connection. We had done already done something I hadn't done with anyone else since I was married to Rob four years before. He licked my neck, and chills coursed through me. He laughed gently as he felt my arms for chill bumps. I could feel my nipples hardening, I was aching with the need to be satisfied. It hit me that this was all it would ever be, rounds of pure sex until he tired of me. The thoughts were putting me in a bad mood, and I wanted to enjoy this so I pushed them aside. His mouth came to mine and we kissed, our tongues touching and wrestling. A moan escaped, and I trembled. The foreplay, the dance, that had always been my favorite part, but it was always quick with us. Never allowing me to become fully ready. Then again I hadn't been fully ready since my last lover before Rob, so it wasn't a big disappointment. "What's wrong?" He asked me. "Nothing." I said, then laid down. "Why are you always like this?" He asked. I propped myself on my elbows, and asked, "Like what?" "You always want to lay there and get fucked, never doing anything else." "Okay, I will do something else." I said, sitting up. "What do you want me to do?" "Hey, I'm not telling you that you have to do anything." He didn't look happy with me. On a sudden impulse I put my lips to his and reached down, grabbing his cock in my hand. A shriek of laughter and shock greeted me. I kissed more gently, then worked down to his neck, licking and sucking gently, but careful not to leave any marks. I bit him softly, and he jerked upward, I laughed. I then went down again, and took his cock in my mouth, careful not to look up at him, but wanting him to know that I wanted him. I sucked gently, moving up and down, his scent was young, I inhaled deeply, then took his entire cock into my mouth and past my throat. The thought of giving head had never turned me on before, but this was different. The definite danger mingled with his pleasure sounds made it worthwhile. I felt his fingers tangle through my hair, using his hands to steady my head so he could thrust in and out himself. After a few minutes he put his hand on my chin and lifted me up. "Here," he said and let me lay down again, he shoved a finger in me, and I moaned. It was like a chemical reaction, I felt the passion explode and I lifted my hips, I was already very wet, and the friction he created with his fingers felt very nice. He brought his mouth to my chest, and took a nipple into his mouth. I felt him bite down gently and I winced. "That hurts." I said hitting his shoulder. He bit harder then stopped. He removed his fingers and I felt empty, "Did you bring a condom?" He asked me. I hadn't thought about it, didn't bring one. "No." I said softly. "Bitch." He said, and sat up. "Are you sure you can pull out?" He smiled. "Yes, I can." He said, but before I could say anything he shoved himself inside of me. He drove his cock into me again and again, my ass rising to meet him. I could feel his hipbones hitting my thighs, I was surely going to be bruised in the morning. He kissed me roughly, nearly choking me with his tongue. He kissed my neck, his cold tongue adding to my pleasure. I felt waves of orgasmic tension pulse through me. I was on the brink and being held there, I had never gotten off through penetration, and this was as close as I had ever been. Suddenly he pulled out and his cum hit my stomach. The pressure slowly released. "Okay." I moved to get up. "I'm not done yet." He said, pushing me gently back down. "Turn over." "No, I don't like it that way." I protested. "Well, you can turn over, or I can start screaming and everyone will know what is happening." "Fine." I said, and turned over, the cum dripping from my stomach. I reached down and took some into my hand. He shoved into me from behind. His cock was larger than my husbands and I found the position more painful than normal. I winced and groaned with every thrust. Soon though I adjusted to the pain, and found myself liking it very much. My groans became words whispered quietly under my breath. "Oh God." I was saying, sure that he would never finish. I didn't want him to finish, but knew that I would have to get inside soon. With one final hard thrust he stopped and lay on my back for a second. "Okay I can only hold you up for so long." I joked and he moved to lay on his back. "You were turned on that time." He said, knowingly. With a mischievous grin I took my cum filled hand and put it on his bare stomach, rubbing it in. "What the fuck???" ha said, pushing my hand away. He looked down and saw what it was. "Dammit," he tried to sound mad, but I could hear a hint of laughter in his voice. "Now, clean it off with your tongue." He joked. I contemplated the thought for a moment, then lowered my face to his stomach. He jerked at the unexpected touch. My tongue came in contact with the salty-sweet tasting liquid. I tickled his navel when I reached it, and he laughed. "Quit it." He said, pushing my head away. I grabbed up the cigarettes that I carried with me and lit one. "I have to go inside," with that I picked up my night- shirt and pulled it on, and I left him laying in his own juices. *** Author note: To anyone who enjoys my stories so far, I apologize...this wasn't that great, but I promised someone I would try it in this format...I don't think first person is my thing though...I will probably be writing in 3rd person again in my next story unless I can figure this "I" format out...Thanks for reading this, and to those who wonder "Laura" is really me, and yes "Aaron" really exists.