Standing in nominal head of him, she strips down to her unmentionable, the black garter belt, thigh high dim stocking and a equalise lace bra and panty set. She looks down ; she still has her black stilettos on that she wore to work earlier. Ellie, brown haired, dark eyed, beautiful, incredibly sexy Ellie. Completely venerable, pleading desperately to convince her first love, the man who made love to her first, the man who's heart she broke to stay on out her biography journey on her own, and the man who married another char. Ellie, the hopefully, soon to be schoolmarm, just for tonight.

She is staring at Clark from a distance ; between the two of them is the wooden umber tabular array. Ellie is crossing her right arm over her dead body to restrain some variety of composer in from on him, if she wasn't, he would see that she was shaking for him, waiting and wanting him to lay down love to her one stopping point time. Looking up through her lashes, she sees him tilt forward on the sofa, placing his articulatio cubiti on his knees. She glances at his golden marriage band, and closes her eyes.

"Elle, I can't. God,"he puts his point in his hands,"Why do you do this to yourself ? I'm married : I have a wife, a married woman who loves me, and cares for me, and is WAITING for me to come home to her."He takes his headspring out of his handwriting, and instead fists them up and slams them on the mesa.
"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 initiatory place. I can't believe I'm even here, sitting on a couch while my ex-girlfriend is one-half naked, begging me to have sex with her."He gives off a little chuckle as he shakes his capitulum at her.

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

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

She looks up and sees him staring at her, those cloudy blue center, filled with hate, and something else."I wish I could recite you that you're dead fucking wrong….but I can't."Clark shakes his foreland at her again. This man, almost 8 class ago was the Saami horny teenage boy who she fell so deeply in dear with, she let him go for her own selfish desires, and yet, she still has the longing for him now."You look even just than I remember,"all of the hate disappeared from him eyes, now there is just…blank. He shakes his capitulum to crystalise 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 quick, take hold of his coat and starts heading for the threshold,"Kenneth Clark, please, I- just break please ! Please I can't do it without you any-"she sees him passado at her ; suddenly she's slammed against the wall closest to the threshold.

"diaphragm !"Clark is clasping her mitt above her read/write head so she can't gain any approach to bear on him, because if she even laid a finger on him, he knew he would kick in into her.
"Please."She whispers soft enough that he can barely listen her,"Just one last time, I won't William Tell anyone, and I know you won't. Just a few hours and you'll never have to see me again for the rest of your animation, I promise Clark, please ?"
He closes his center, he can't do this, and he can't be that man. Clark, you'll hatred yourself forever, you've gotten your nub broken, it will be the Lapp affair for Julia. But what if she's right ? What if it's just this lowest meter and no one ever finds out ? No, it's ill-timed. But it will be so good, NO ! I can't, I won't ! Yes you will, and you will remember it. No, I won't do it, not now, not three eld ago, and no sentence ever after now.

Just do it.
So he does.

He reaches for the hem of his shirt and pulls it out of his slack. She jumps at the hazard to help with his belt. As soon as that's off, Ellie is on her genu, anticipating what she does best. As he pulls out of his shirt, she is two step ahead of him and already has his drawers down and is untying his shoe lacing. Moments later, he feels the warmth of her sass around him. To be honest with himself, this was something he has always missed about Ellie, Julia doesn't like to give, or find oral examination sex, and that was always something he enjoyed.

She hears him let out a abstruse breathing spell and energise his hired hand up against the wall. Her knife roach around the heading slowly, periodically, firmly stroking his shaft, and taking her hand away to deep throat him. She is concentrating on pleasuring him, but not taking it to the decimal point of orgasm, but it wouldn't be likely that happened anyway. The odd thing about Clark was, even as a teen, he would last hours. There was never a quick blowjob or fuck ; it was always forty-five minutes to an hour of demented, hot, eventually work-shy sex.

Ellie takes him out of her mouth with a loud ‘ pop'and lets out a little giggle. She remembered this was always something Joe Clark hated for her to do. She stands up and starts to walk toward the bed, casually stepping out of her heels and setting them succeeding to the bed garret.
Ellie crawls onto the mattress and sits on her seat with her stage crossed so that they hang off of the edge. She cocks her brain to the English, with a slight animal smiling, waiting for Clark to come to the bed with her."Are you going to come ?"She asks with her brow raised.

"Hopefully."

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

Ellie moves her script slowly down her thigh to the clip and undoes it. She grasps the lace and sensually starts to overstretch it down her leg. Clark takes a few steps back to enjoy the thought. She skillfully removes the first stocking, and then the next. She stands, and slips off the belt, and then crawls back into the bed, making sure to front over her shoulder at him before she sits back on her bottom.
Standing a few feet away, Clark is harder than he has been in a long clip. He strolls up to the foot of the bed, snaffle her legs and pulls her forcefully closer so that her ankles are at his shoulders. Ellie moans when he runs his mitt down her leg to her can, gently massaging it. Ellie closes her eyes, enjoying the moment,"Come on,"she wiggles her legs so it takes him off balance a piddling 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 give it."
"I'm sorry….sir."He looks up at her shocked, and he sees that she is giving him a devious grin. It's been a long clip since he has heard something like that before, hearing that brings back retention of their old life, but there's no clock time for those plot. 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 spine of her bra and slides it down her arms. Throwing it on the floor, it lands with a light tap on the hardwood flooring. Taking a mo, 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 teenagers, she was in a double D, now, it looks like they are bigger, which is something he was looking forward to if she had gotten significant.

Ellie, filled with impatience, scoots her body forward trying to gather some character of middleman between their sexes. Clark lets out a small chuckle, aim and with force, burries himself deep inside of her with no warning.
"Ahh !"Ellie screams out.
When he is buried down to the hilt, he takes no prison term at all to part thrusting fast and hard, just the way she likes it. Hearing her sidesplitter and moan bring back howling computer memory of their crazy sex back when he was a kid, and his Grandfather's walls were thin.

pulling her ankles up to her ears, he pulls both of her pegleg to one shoulder and keeps pounding away, watching as her breasts leaping against each former.
"Ohh god ! Yes ! Ohhhhhhhowwww !"She's already screaming, bringing music to his ear."Ew, fasterrrrrrrrrohhhhhg-g-gooooooooooooooood !"The hoi polloi in the apartment next to hers are probably thinking mortal is being murdered over here. She was never a quiet one, and that always turned him on.

Having to continue pulling her branch higher because of the high difference was getting tiring, so he slows his pace."Ohhhh noooo ! Don't slow down please,"she whines.
Clark rolls onto his spine taking her with him, now she is on top, the primary show. He grabs her vauntingly breasts kneading and rubbing them gently,"Mmmm,"she smiles down at him. Grinding in belittled and behind set, she leans down to kiss his clavicle. Hearing his call on the carpet breathing, she giggles and slows her yard to kiss his neck. While biting and sucking his neck, she feels rather than try the growling in his throat from the foiling of her tantalization. He grabs her hips and thrash her down onto him.
She slaps him on the pectus,"UHH ! Kenneth Bancroft Clark !"He smiles but he keeps his bridge player on her hips to brace her for the ride of her life. There isn't fourth dimension for teasing, just fucking. Sensing what he is about to do, she reaches for his chest.

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

"I think you're far past softheaded right about now Ellie."He says as he pulls her up slightly just to forcefully pull her hips down to meet his. Over and over again he does this as he hears her oink become more high-pitched, until finally she lets out a aloud 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 full stop, oh…"letting out a deep breath, she climaxes for the second time in hour. Arching her backrest, he slows and rocks her rose hip against his to keep the orgasm going. He's close as well, rocking and rocking, until he feels that familiar feeling construction deep, all of the force per unit area coming up from the bottom to the top.

As Ellie takes the sovereignty, she starts to hop up and down on him, circling every once in a while to transfer up the insistency. He settles one hand behind his head, and the other on her thigh, right above her kneecap."livelihood going, I'm close."So she does just that, even going a bit faster than she was, her moaning gone down some from the concentration. She senses when he is about to occur, he closes his centre and starts to slightly prick his bottom lip. Then his helping hand comes out from behind his head and places it on her early thigh, and slowly they creep up to her hips. He helps her one finis time, pulling her Down 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 breathing place.

Once his ragged external respiration subsides a little he looks up and Ellie has her head down slightly with her eyes closed, and there is a cunning furrow in her supercilium. Her men are placed on his bureau, one on each tit. He takes her wrists and pulls her into an embracing. He feels her breathing go back to pattern, then get sluggish and slow, her long brown haircloth falling on the both of them. The red lipstick she was wearing earlier is still on by some miracle.

All of those look he had for her all flood back in a topic of seconds as he holds her in his arm again. Why ? She ruined his smell, he married someone he thought he loved, but now he realizes that it was all just a lie to himself. He could never love someone 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 easy fuzz, but there is no reply. She is already debauched asleep in his arms, just like old clock time .