Standing in front of him, she strips down to her undergarments, the Shirley Temple Black garter knock, second joint high dim stocking and a fit lace bra and panty set. She looks down ; she still has her dim stilettos on that she wore to work earlier. Ellie, brown haired, dark eyed, beautiful, incredibly sexy Ellie. Completely venerable, pleading desperately to convert her first dearest, the man who made making love to her showtime, the man who's heart she broke to persist in out her animation journey on her own, and the man who married another woman. Ellie, the hopefully, soon to be mistress, just for tonight.

She is staring at Clark from a distance ; between the two of them is the wooden coffee bean table. Ellie is crossing her right arm over her body to keep some kind of composer in from on him, if she wasn't, he would see that she was shaking for him, waiting and wanting him to induce passion to her one last clip. Looking up through her thong, she sees him lean forward on the lounge, placing his elbows on his human knee. She glances at his golden wedding band, and closes her eyes.

"Elle, I can't. God,"he puts his pass in his hands,"Why do you do this to yourself ? I'm married : I have a wife, a wife who loves me, and aid for me, and is waiting for me to derive home to her."He takes his head out of his hands, and instead clenched fist them up and flap down them on the table.
"God damn it Ellie ! Why ? ! Why now ? ! Why all of a sudden do you want me back, you are the one who broke it up in the first post. I can't believe I'm even here, sitting on a lounge while my ex-girlfriend is half defenseless, begging me to get sex with her."He gives off a svelte chuckle as he shakes his head at her.

There is a long silence in the room as she thinks of something to say to this beautiful man who's pith she broke years ago.

"William Clark,"Ellie says softly,"I think if you didn't want to, you might throw left by now….."She stares up at him through her lashes again. It's true, isn't it ? As soon as she started to guide her apparel off, he would have gotten up and left right ?

She looks up and sees him staring at her, those cloudy blue optic, filled with hate, and something else."I wish I could differentiate you that you're dead fucking wrong….but I can't."Joe Clark shakes his head at her again. This man, almost 8 years ago was the Same horny teenage boy who she fell so deeply in love with, she let him go for her own selfish desires, and yet, she still has the longing for him now."You look even better than I remember,"all of the hate disappeared from him eyes, now there is just…blank. He shakes his head to clear his thoughts, realizing what he just said."Do you realize what I'm saying right now ? You know more than anyone I never wanted to be that type of guy Elle. I can't Elle, I just can't,"

He gets up nimble, grabs his coat and starts heading for the door,"Joe Clark, please, I- just kibosh please ! Please I can't do it without you any-"she sees him lurch at her ; suddenly she's slammed against the wall closest to the threshold.

"diaphragm !"William Clark is clasping her hands above her promontory so she can't gain any access code to bear upon him, because if she even laid a finger on him, he knew he would give into her.
"Please."She whispers cushy enough that he can barely hear her,"Just one last meter, I won't Tell anyone, and I know you won't. Just a few hours and you'll never have to see me again for the balance of your aliveness, I promise Mark Wayne Clark, please ?"
He closes his eyes, he can't do this, and he can't be that man. Clark, you'll hate yourself forever, you've gotten your heart broken, it will be the Lapplander affair for Julia. But what if she's right ? What if it's just this net time and no one ever finds out ? No, it's wrong. But it will be so unspoilt, NO ! I can't, I won't ! Yes you will, and you will think back it. No, I won't do it, not now, not three days ago, and no prison term ever after now.

Just do it.
So he does.

He reaches for the hem of his shirt and pulls it out of his slacks. She jumps at the fortune to avail with his bash. As soon as that's off, Ellie is on her knee, anticipating what she does best. As he pulls out of his shirt, she is two stair ahead of him and already has his trouser down and is untying his skid lace. Moments later, he feels the warmth of her sassing around him. To be true with himself, this was something he has always missed about Ellie, Julia doesn't like to give, or receive oral sex, and that was always something he enjoyed.

She hears him let out a deep breath and brace his hands up against the wall. Her tongue circles around the head teacher slowly, periodically, firmly stroking his putz, and taking her manus away to deep pharynx him. She is concentrating on pleasuring him, but not taking it to the point of flood tide, but it wouldn't be likely that happened anyway. The odd thing about Clark was, even as a teen, he would last hour. There was never a quick cock sucking or fuck ; it was always forty-five minutes to an hour of crazy, hot, eventually lazy sex.

Ellie takes him out of her mouth with a brassy ‘ pop'and lets out a picayune giggle. She remembered this was always something Clark hated for her to do. She stands up and starts to take the air toward the bed, casually stepping out of her bounder and setting them side by side to the bed garret.
Ellie crawls onto the mattress and sits on her ass with her legs crossed so that they hang off of the edge. She cocks her straits to the English, with a slim animal smile, waiting for Mark Clark to make out to the bed with her."Are you going to come ?"She asks with her eyebrows raised.

"Hopefully."

He starts to take the air over to the bed as she lays down on her spine and opening her legs. She's still dressed in the belt, panty, stockings, and bra."Take off your stockings,"He commands.

Ellie moves her mitt slowly down her second joint to the clip and undoes it. She grasps the lace and sensually starts to pull it down her leg. Clark takes a few footfall back to relish the view. She skillfully removes the starting time stocking, and then the side by side. She stands, and slips off the belt, and then crawl back into the bed, making sure to expect over her berm at him before she sits back on her ass.
Standing a few foot away, Charles Joseph Clark is harder than he has been in a retentive fourth dimension. He strolls up to the metrical foot of the bed, grabs her legs and pulls her forcefully closer so that her ankles are at his shoulders. Ellie moans when he runs his hand down her leg to her butt, gently massaging it. Ellie closes her eye, enjoying the consequence,"Come on,"she wiggles her stage so it takes him off equilibrium a fiddling and starts to laugh,"You wanted to get this over with, so let's go."She smiles at him.

"Shhh !"He smacks her ass hard,"Shut up. You wanted it, so take it the way I'm going to dedicate it."
"I'm sorry….sir."He looks up at her offend, and he sees that she is giving him a shifty smile. It's been a long clock time since he has heard something like that before, hearing that brings back retentiveness of their old life, but there's no time for those biz. Pulling off her panties with quickly with ease, and pulling her legs apart, he looks down at her, he almost forgot.

"Bra."She doesn't even hesitate as she sits up and unclasps the book binding of her bra and slides it down her branch. Throwing it on the floor, it lands with a light tap on the hardwood floor. Taking a minute, he just looks at her, naked and beautiful, sexy, god, so fucking sexy. It's been so long since he's seen her like this, but yet age has made her even better. When they were adolescent, she was in a twofold D, now, it looks like they are bigger, which is something he was looking forward to if she had gotten fraught.

Ellie, filled with impatience, scoots her consistence forward trying to clear some type of contact between their sexuality. Joe Clark lets out a little chortle, aims and with effect, burries himself deep inside of her with no warning.
"Ahh !"Ellie screams out.
When he is buried down to the hilt, he takes no time at all to start thrusting fast and hard, just the way she likes it. Hearing her screech and groan bring back wonderful memories of their softheaded sex back when he was a kid, and his granddad's rampart were thin.

Pulling her articulatio talocruralis up to her ears, he pulls both of her legs to one shoulder joint and keeps pounding away, watching as her boob bounce against each early.
"Ohh god ! Yes ! Ohhhhhhhowwww !"She's already screaming, bringing music to his pinna."Ew, fasterrrrrrrrrohhhhhg-g-gooooooooooooooood !"The people in the apartment next to hers are probably thinking someone is being murdered over here. She was never a quietly one, and that always turned him on.

Having to sustain pulling her ramification higher because of the high conflict was getting tiring, so he slows his tread."Ohhhh noooo ! Don't slow up down please,"she whines.
Kenneth Bancroft Clark rolls onto his back taking her with him, now she is on top, the master display. He grabs her great breasts kneading and rubbing them gently,"Mmmm,"she smiles down at him. Grinding in small-scale and slow circles, she leans down to kiss his clavicle. Hearing his ride breathing, she giggles and slows her step to osculate his neck. While biting and sucking his cervix, she feels rather than hears the growling in his pharynx from the frustration of her tease. He grabs her hips and bang her down onto him.
She slaps him on the chest,"UHH ! Kenneth Clark !"He smiles but he keeps his hands on her hips to stabilise her for the ride of her life. There isn't time for teasing, just fucking. Sensing what he is about to do, she reaches for his chest.

"No, don't. You know I go dotty like this."

"I think you're far past brainsick right field about now Ellie."He says as he pulls her up slightly just to forcefully pull her rosehip down to meet his. Over and over again he does this as he hears her grunts become more high, until finally she lets out a forte squeal and then lets loose.

"Ahhhhhh ! Mm-mm-mmm-mmm-mm,"biting her lip, she helps him bounce her up and down on top of him."Haahhhhhhhhhhh !"Faster and faster he goes, the harder he pushes up, the harder her g-spot is assaulted."Ohhh please don't plosive speech sound, oh…"letting out a oceanic abyss breathing place, she climaxes for the back sentence in proceedings. Arching her backbone, he slows and rocks her rose hip against his to maintain the orgasm going. He's close as well, rocking and rocking, until he feels that familiar feeling edifice deep, all of the pressure coming up from the stern to the top.

As Ellie takes the reign, she starts to hop up and down on him, circling every once in a piece to deepen up the pressure. He settles one hand behind his capitulum, and the other on her thigh, right above her kneecap."bread and butter going, I'm close."So she does just that, even going a bit faster than she was, her moaning gone down some from the density. She senses when he is about to come, he closes his optic and starts to slightly bite his bottom lip. Then his hand comes out from behind his pass and places it on her other second joint, and slowly they creep up to her pelvic girdle. He helps her one last fourth dimension, pulling her pile and up harder and harder until the pressure releases and she screams as he cums inside of her. Thrusting a few more times, he hisses out a deep breath.

Once his ragged ventilation subsides a little he looks up and Ellie has her head down slightly with her eyes closed, and there is a cute furrow in her brow. Her hands are placed on his chest of drawers, one on each titty. He takes her wrists and pulls her into an bosom. He feels her ventilation go back to rule, then get ho-hum and dim, her long brown hair falling on the both of them. The red lip rouge she was wearing earlier is still on by some miracle.

All of those feelings he had for her all flood back in a topic of seconds as he holds her in his blazonry again. Why ? She ruined his notion, he married someone he thought he loved, but now he realizes that it was all just a lie to himself. He could never love individual else the way he loved her. He just cheated on a woman he thought he loved, but now after all of this, he sees it again.
‘ I fell back into this love again.'

"I love you Elle."He whispers into her diffuse hair, but there is no reply. She is already fasting asleep in his arms, just like old times .