What You Missed In the Dark.

“Always with the lights off.” Her words swam around my thoughts after she told me. She didn’t like being looked at. She wasn’t satisfied with her body. She never wanted anyone to see her during those intimate moments. She never wanted to share that much of herself with anyone. Not even her husband. I think what bothered me the most was what she was missing in the dark. Not seeing him react to her body. Missing the not-so-suttle looks in his eyes when he likes something that she’s doing. Not seeing the pleasure on his face as he makes love to her. “How could this be?” I thought. I couldn’t imagine having to wait until nght time for sex.

It was about 10:30pm, we had been eating and drinking for a few hours. It was our normal routine after work. Usually there were 4 of us, but this evening it was just Bev and I.  She told me this after she made a comment about someone accusing her of having implants. She was very proud of the fact that she was all natural. The revelation came after I said “I’m sure your husband loves it when they come out and play.”

After another hour, we wrapped up dinner and walked back towards our hotel. I was drunk, but not to the point where I didn’t realize where I was or what I was doing. Driving was just out of the question. Bev had been nursing her last drink for a while, so I know she was fine. During the 10 minute walk she told me about her shyness in the bedroom and how it had always been there. As we walked and talked, the alcohol was doing it’s thing on me. My ability to edit my words before I spoke was gone. Whatever came to mind just came out.

“I’d make you watch everything.” I said. Bev laughed.

“I’m serious. Especially when I’m tasting that pussy.” I blurted. “I’d want you to watch it all.” I continuted.

Bev was obviously blushing, but she thought the entire conversation was funny. She laughed the entire time.

I walked her to her room on the 2nd floor. She thanked me for seeing her to her room. “Good night Sweetie.” I said as I leaned in for a hug. As we embraced, I could smell her perfume. I could feel her breasts against my chest. As my hands slid down her back to her waist, I could feel her press her body against mine slightly. The hug seemed to last forever, and for a moment I forgot who I was hugging and began to kiss her neck. I could hear her moan slightly. At that moment I realized her husband hadn’t touched her in MONTHS.

I kissed her neck down to her shoulder and back up again. As my lips reached the side of her face she turned towards me and our lips met. First it was just a peck, but quickly turned into something more as I slid my tongue in her mouth. She handled my tongue and lips well. I could tell she hadn’t been kissed like this in a long time. Her moans during our kiss were intense. She squeezed my neck tighter as not wanting the kiss to end.

As I began to slowly undress her, she put up no resistance. She enjoyed being undressed. I could tell it was new to her because she moaned as I slid her blouse down her arms. When all that was left were her bra and panties, her shyness kicked in. “Can you turn the light off?” she asked.

This was probably a good thing because it really jerked me back into reality. I was about to fuck a married woman. Something I would never normally do. I didn’t want to leave her the way she was so I made a compromise with myself. “Just show her some of what she’s missing with the lights off.” I told myself. I walked over towards the dresser and grabbed a scarf she had put there.