Workplace Romance – Chicago Ch. 03 by AlwaysStiffScott..,
We drove along Lake Shore Drive about as far north as it would take us and it was almost sunset. We decided to head back the way we came and find a spot to enjoy the changing sky.
As we drove, it allowed me to think about just how fortunate I was today. How small the odds were that Michele and I had been randomly thrust back together on another out of town work trip. I was enjoying the company of this beautiful woman as she enjoyed being ‘out of her shell’ again with me.
It still surprised me that she could be married to someone who never appreciated her beauty. Never showed her how sexy she was or made her feel beautiful. Or even, made her feel like a woman and satisfy her. Then it occurred to me, I was in the same situation. Completely ignored by my spouse when it came to intimacy, and was ridiculed every time I tried to bring it up. We both loved our respective spouses for many other reasons, but unfortunately, in the intimacy and sex department, they had both inadvertently shoved Michele and I into each other’s arms.
I was so good though to see her exploring again, pushing her boundaries. Trying things she ‘never thought she’d do’. It was so exciting to see her test me. Our last trip had mostly been about me testing her, and bringing her out of that shell. But today, she was pushing me too….and I really enjoyed seeing her self confidence in her own sexuality. Her need to explore, be playful, and have fun, was exactly what I needed. We had broken down that barrier of exhibitionism last trip, and from what I’d seen today, she liked it, even craved it. That could make this trip very interesting.
Given that she was about to burst from pregnancy made it more arousing for me. I’d never been necessarily attracted sexually to pregnant women, it wasn’t a ‘fetish’ if you will. Meaning, I didn’t seek out women who were pregnant specifically. It wasn’t that I found them unattractive at all, just had never been with a woman sexually who was pregnant. Over the last couple months, I may have taken a double take a few times at the grocery store or in a restaurant when a beautiful pregnant woman walked by. It made me think of Michele and take that second look at the unassuming woman nearby.
So this feeling that I’d come to love about her from our time together 2 months ago, was only stronger now. I found her incredibly arousing. I guessed even she was more aroused in this state. I’d heard of women becoming more sexually active when pregnant, but hadn’t experienced it until Michele. Must have just made our chemistry that was already there, even stronger.
She played with her hair whipping in the wind with her right hand as her left found my leg again. She slid it up and down my thigh, squeezing now and again, making sure I knew that she was attracted to me. What a great feeling to be with someone who wanted to touch and be touched.
I looked over at her, I didn’t know what she was thinking, but she was smiling, grinning ear to ear actually as the fading sunlight splashed her face and the wind rushed through her hair. Her right hand dropped and unconsciously rubbed circles on her round belly.
“Let’s go out there!” She blurted out, as we came up on the turn off for Ohio Street Beach.
It was a tiny little piece of sand that offered a great view of some of the Chicago skyline and the lake, a great setting to watch the sunset. I quickly found a place to put the Porsche and we walked quickly, hand in hand, past Caffe Olivia and onto the sand.
The sand was just a bit warm to the touch still, but fading quickly as did the sunlight. The beach was deserted this late in the day, and we walked to a place furthest away from the road, where it was more peaceful. I sat down first, and offered her the spot in the sand between my legs and helped her awkwardly sit down. She must have been so uncomfortable all the time being 8 months pregnant, but she never complained. She seemed to enjoy being pregnant immensely, at least around me.
She sat back against me and leaned in, snuggling her head into my chest, as I wrapped my arms around her. We looked at the skyline and the beautiful lake, already the sky was turning to warmer colors at the daylight faded away below the horizon. The last glints of direct sunlight reflected off the windows of all the high rises, which were built right up to the shore.
The sunshine, reflecting from the glass created a shimmer over the tops of the small waves that was incredible to watch. She nuzzled her head deeper into my embrace, a soft moan escaped her lips, “this is nice,” she said.
“Very.” I agreed with her.
Had it not been for her draining my life force out not more than an hour ago, I would have already been caressing her with devilish intentions. Her silky blonde hair, her soft skin, those beautiful heavy globes of sensitive flesh and her large, round belly. Knowing she was still naked under her long skirt, her smooth sex, probably still wet and engorged from when I was going down on her earlier, and likely again from when she’d done the same to me.
I still couldn’t believe how she’d just shown off in a very public place like that, and made a show of bringing me to orgasm. Sure we’d had some fun by the pool of our hotel months ago, but the number of prying eyes was limited and more calculated then. Even the parking garage had no witnesses, just the excited security guard watching us on video. But the park was much riskier and could have drawn a larger crowd.
However, at the moment my cock hung soft in my pants, sated, for now. Later was likely a different story, Michele and I had been playful today, with hands and mouths, but I hadn’t been inside her yet, and didn’t plan on going to bed until that happened. The touching At the moment was just for the sake of touching her, helping her feel safe and cared for in my embrace. Sliding my hands along her arms and thighs as she was curled up against me. I brushed her hair off her face that has slipped from her pony tail. She was beautiful.
We watched the sun sink lower behind the buildings. The changing light bounced off those buildings and the water as the sky turned from blue, to red. The sunset was something to see.
She nuzzled up a little higher, lifting her lips to my neck. She kissed me once, then opened her mouth and let her tongue trace a little circle inside her lips on my skin. She moaned when she was done.
“Baby, that felt so good.” I told her.
She giggled and did it again. This time with more purpose, she knew what she was doing to start pushing my buttons. All the contentment I was feeling moments ago disappeared, as her touch began stirring my desire for her immediately.
“Keep that up, and everyone in the W Hotel is going to see you get fucked on this beach.” I joked with her, pointing at the huge building just off the beach. “Let’s not forget the folks eating at Olivia either.”
“Maybe one of them will join us and bring us dessert.” She laughed after her own comment.
I can only imagine the scene. A sexy idea for sure, but not without serious risks. When she’d pulled my cock out earlier on the plane, sure in public, but more controlled risk as we had a chance to see people before they saw us. One passenger had watched, thankfully Valerie had responded positively, well, let’s be honest, her reaction wasn’t just positive, it was encouraging, enabling even. But now, with 50 or so people in the restaurant and who knows how many in the buildings overlooking the beach, it was too much. All it would take is one person to ruin our fun.