Out of Bounds. Chapter 3.

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Chapter3:Irmgard and Stefan’s relationship began in late September. Until Christmas, Irmgard continued to spend some sex-filled hours with Stefan at least twice a week, whenever he was in Saarbruecken.Except on two occasions, they did not go out with each other. Irmgard’s weekends were reserved not only for time with her son, but with her continuing, everyday social life, which Stefan neither could nor wanted to share.There was, firstly, the fact that Stefan was not only a stranger but a short-term visitor. With an invented story, of course, Irmgard could have introduced him to her friends. Stefan was glad that Irmgard did not want to do it. She realised there was little in her day-to-day life he could have shared.In their background, interests, life experiences and lifestyle, Irmgard and Stefan had little in common. Irmgard had as little interest in Stefan’s work, his love of literature and history, as he had for her card game, village-social-life and football allegiances.As happens often, their sexual compatibility and interest in each other – almost on an obsessive level – existed entirely separate from their other affinities and interests. In what had to be a short-term affair for them, this was an advantage. In a long-term relationship, one’s incompatibility would soon have threatened to cancel the other’s attraction.What can make a purely sexual affairs so exciting and rewarding is that one gets to know one’s partners in a way that excludes other aspects of one’s life. Eros is charged with secrets, and these are only revealed, paradoxically, to strangers in purely erotic relationships. Between Irmgard and Stefan, none of these secret desires remained hidden.In early December, Irmgard offered to take Stefan to a nightclub she had been to before. Her reason was that they would not see each other between Christmas and Easter. Stefan was committed to spending this term in a different, distant research centre. So, this night out, Irmgard insisted, would be a sort of farewell. She did not tell Stefan that she meant to give him the strongest incentive to return to her!It was cold already with the first snow on the ground. When Irmgard picked Stefan up, she was in bahis siteleri her winter coat. At the nightclub, when she took it off, Stefan was momentarily stunned. Irmgard wore the most daring, little black dress he had ever seen on any of his women acquaintances. That included his ex-wife, who had liked to display her delectable assets in public.The dress’s shimmering material looked like it had been cast on Irmgard’s body. It accentuated the contours of her hips, her stomach’s flatness and the beautiful shape of her breasts. The dress’s décolletage was a V, pointing from throat and shoulders deep into the valley between Irmgard’s boobs.When Irmgard turned around to walk to their reserved table, the dress’s most daring appeal was revealed. It was held in place on Irmgard’s body by two thin straps, one around her neck, the other across her back. Irmgard was braless and from neck to the beginning swell of her buttocks naked.When they sat down at their table, Irmgard looked at Stefan. A knowing smile played over her face seeing him stunned. She said, ‘I think you like my dress, don’t you? We had to go out, so I could put it on for you. I’ve only worn it once before. And it was here.’Stefan struggled to find the words: -‘My God, Irmgard! This dress is sensational. You are dangerously sexy in it, and I’ll be the most envied man here tonight. I hope I won’t have to share you with other males that want to get their paws on your beautiful back and ass!’Irmgard smiled sweetly and promised, ‘I’ll only dance with you. Tonight, your hands are the only ones I want touching me up.’She kept her promise. Irmgard loved to dance close. She purred with pleasure as he made love to her back. It was her most devilish dress. Whenever her back was out of sight from the tables, Stefan’s fingers would steal into the gap and slide down the crack of Irmgard’s ass. And she responded by wriggling her pubes against Stefan’s constrained erection!Although it was a Saturday night, when Irmgard drove Stefan home, she came up to his apartment. They had not had much to drink, but Irmgard was in a naughtily provoking mood. Discarding her coat, she told Stefan – low-voiced and smiling – that she was canlı bahis siteleri too hot. Did he plan to stay so overdressed?Fronting him, Irmgard began to sway to the beat of a music only she could hear. When she raised her arms, one boob almost slipped out from its pretend restraint. Pushing her tempting tit onto Stefan’s face, she accused him: ‘In this suit of yours, you look like a boring, over-dressed husband for somebody as sexily dressed as I am.’Turning a swift pirouette, Irmgard threw herself next to Stefan, on the sofa. Keeping him away at arm’s length she continued her reprimanding demands: -‘Your hands on my ass while we danced were rather naughty. You wanted to strip me, right there on the dance floor, didn’t you? Now it’s my turn: I want you to strip for me! I want you naked! I want to see your stiff cock, all excited, pointing at me as you tear off my dress!’Irmgard laughed as she wriggled on the sofa. Her dress had already slid up part of her thighs.As a tease, Stefan’s stripping must have disappointed. However, he quickly was naked and – Irmgard could not hide her interest – was showily aroused down below. He knelt between his Mistress’ legs to roll up her dress. She let him know her consent by lightly lifting her bottom.Irmgard wore no panties; she had worn none all night under the sheerness of her dress! Stefan rolled her dress no further. Captivated by what was before him, he dived down for the first kiss on Irmgard’s shamelessly on offer pussy. As his tongue sunk in for a passionate first kiss, Irmgard began to moan and squirm in pleasure.When Stefan stopped his kissing too soon to roll up Irmgard’s dress over her tits, Irmgard gasped a sharp ‘No!’ She cradled his head and pushed it none too gently back into her groin and hissed: ‘Don’t stop! Kiss me properly! Show me how much you love tonight, my naughty, wanting you pussy!’With her sex bare under her dress, Irmgard had been throughout the night in a high state of excitation. When Stefan sunk his tongue again into the tangy bliss of her pussy, it quickly gifted Irmgard with a longed-for first coming.For Stefan, Irmgard’s ‘little’ climax was a sweet beginning. He now rolled Irmgard’s canlı bahis dress up over her straining tits. Leaving her climaxing pussy, he switched to sucking and biting her nipples. And Irmgard, in the last throes of her orgasm, pressed them into his ravaging mouth.She also struggled out of her scrunched up, now hindering dress and threw it aside. Then reaching for one of Stefan’s hands, Irmgard dragged it down to her fevering sex. As his fingers slid into the cunt’s slippery heat, Irmgard gasped her demand. ‘Don’t stop now! Feel how hot my pussy is for you! God, it wants now your fingers to touch me up, your beautiful cock to fuck me! I’ve been waiting for such loving all night!’Stefan kissed Irmgard’s stuttering sex-talk, and the moans and cries from her lips as he fingered and fucked her through long, long waves of coming. And Irmgard gasped her ‘Yes!’ for more. She arched and thrashed under and against him until Stefan could hold back no longer. And then his roar and wild pouring into her swept Irmgard again into a final twirl of convulsing and screaming.Closely embraced, they rested and recovered. When Irmgard stirred, wriggling sexily in Stefan’s arms, she confessed that she had planned to seduce him tonight. Then, giggling, she admitted that it was she who lost all control and finished up ravished. And God, Irmgard whispered, ‘Wasn’t it fantastic? For you too?”Having restored Stefan’s manly pride, Irmgard skipped off for a shower. Stefan put on his pyjamas and made coffee to sober Irmgard up for her drive home.Irmgard returned from the shower smiling broadly, all aglow, ravishingly sexy in her naked glory. Over the last months, Irmgard had lost all shyness. She now loved exciting him not only with her nakedness but in showing herself off. She straightened out her rolled-up dress and – slowly, smiling, and sinuously twisting – slid the clinging fabric over her body.Once done, she stepped into his arms, inviting a kiss. Stefan’s wayward hand stroked down her back and slid fully onto Irmgard’s ass. She laughed and with an ‘Aha! Still naughty! Can I make you wait?’ she wriggled free. To Stefan it sounded like a promise.Over coffee, Irmgard told Stefan that there was a story behind her dress.She had bought it two years ago for going out to the nightclub they had been to today. A group of their friends had booked this outing. Robert had, somewhat grumpily, agreed that they would join.

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