Out Of Bounds. Chapter 2.

Chapter 2:Stefan and Irmgard had made no date. Of course, both knew that they could meet each other as 'regulars' in Liesl's café.Stefan was sorely tempted to go the following evening but stayed back to work on his lectures. Wednesday night, however, he could no longer resist. Settled down at*the corner table well before ten, with a beer and one of Liesl's famous sandwiches, Stefan wondered what it would feel like if Irmgard did not show up.But, almost on the dot at ten, she breezed in. Seeing him made her smile as she made for the back and a showy, enthusiastic hugging of Liesl.Grinning down over Liesl's shoulder at Stefan, Irmgard said, ?Here you are. We missed you yesterday. Left us girls to gossip. That is dangerous, you know.?Before sitting down, Irmgard stepped up close. Cradling Stefan?s head, she pressed his face into her boobs. Liesl smiled knowingly; there were no secrets between those two. The way she joined in the banter showed that Liesl approved. Stefan had learned that Liesl was divorced and, like Irmgard, apparently fancy-free. She liked him. And looking at her flirting eyes and sexy hourglass figure, Stefan wondered if she would also have considered a one-off adventure with him like Irmgard?Stefan left all questioning until they were in a hug leaning against Irmgard's car. He asked her if she planned to revisit him or if Monday had been for her a one-night stand? The question made Irmgard's mouth fasten onto his with a wide-open, hot-breath kiss.She wriggled her body against his rising erection and whispered, ?I*thought you?d never ask! Yes, yes! I'll come. Tomorrow night! And every other night you want to make love to me like last time.?Stefan again prepared a mini-feast with champagne. Besides, he bought candles and flowers and, most importantly, a decorative bed-spread. Tonight, they were going to feast, with the bed ready for action.When Irmgard rang his apartment's bell down at the entrance, Stefan lit the candles and turned off the lights. Now the room's mood matched his. It felt like Christmas did a long time ago as a child. He wanted to show Irmgard that for him, in her beauty and the generosity of her sensuality and desires, she was the greatest of gifts.When they stepped into the room, Irmgard reacted the way Stefan had hoped. She looked around and fell silent. The smile spreading slowly over her expressive face meant Irmgard was not only surprised but touched. She turned towards him. Putting her arms around Stefan's neck, she said very quietly, ?This is lovely. Now I know how much you wanted me to come again. And I, I could think of nothing else but of coming back for another night with you.?Sitting on their love-ready bed in the soft candlelight, they settled down for a leisurely Anadolu Yakası Escort meal. Unlike on Monday, with the certainties now established, both of them were in a relaxed mood. Irmgard, dressed in a wine-red blouse and black trousers, exuded a natural elegance and unforced sensuousness. When Stefan learned more about Irmgard?s life and background, he realised how exceptional these qualities were in a woman like her.During their leisurely meal, Irmgard talked, and Stefan mostly listened. Now that she knew how much Stefan had wanted to be with her again, she was ready to tell him all about her life that mattered for their relationship. Irmgard sensed that Stefan would have been reluctant to probe.Irmgard opened her confession in her usual, direct manner. ?You may find it hard to believe, Stefan, but this is my first love affair. Except for my husband, you are the only other man I have slept with.? Irmgard raised her glass with an embarrassed grin. ?Don?t you think, Stefan, this requires a toast??Taking a hearty sip, Irmgard continued. She told him that she and her husband Robert grew up as neighbourhood children. He, two years older, paid her little attention until she was sixteen and, Irmgard grinned, ?I was nicely filling out?. Robert became her first boyfriend. They did the usual secretive snogging but no heavy petting. They were good kids from respectable families: Catholic, church-going and ? as in their village, everybody knew everybody ? always closely watched.When Irmgard was nineteen and Robert twenty-one, they married. He was a qualified printer earning good money. Their families supported their marriage. Two years later, they had a son. Their life was good. They had a circle of friends in the village, were members of the local football club, and Robert was in the voluntary fire brigade. They also joined the local Skat club.On mentioning this, Irmgard?s face lit up. She told Stefan that she had an exceptional talent for this popular card game. Within four years of joining the club, she progressed to winning the local, then the regional, and finally the Saarland Skat Championship. She had since competed twice in West Germany?s national championship. ?Next year,? Irmgard grinned, ?I am going to win it!?Robert and Irmgard had been married for twelve years when his brain cancer was diagnosed. Robert had always been nervy. For the previous two years, he had suffered from what they thought were migraines. He died within four months of the cancer being diagnosed.At this point in her story, Irmgard stopped, lost in thought.When she continued, she gave Stefan a sober reflection on her sexual relationship with her husband. She said that Robert had always Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan been more inhibited about sexual matters than she was. Even as teenagers, Robert?s restraint in their petting ? here Irmgard smiled ? was stronger than her ?resistance? would have been. Once they were married and sex was allowed, Robert thought that the petting-days were behind them ? no longer necessary.Irmgard sounded suddenly harsh. ?Early in our marriage, we had regular sex but soon, less and less often. And always in the dark, silent, without even kissing. We just fucked, always quickly! Robert seemed no longer keen to touch me the way he did before we married. Or, for that matter, how some of our male friends tried to grope me as they slunk past when we socially met!?Irmgard readily admitted that she had always been interested in sex. She enjoyed looking at herself in the mirror and liked that men found her sexy. But her buying a slightly revealing dress or wearing a bikini always upset Robert.Irmgard shrugged her shoulders. ?I was a bit naughty, not the ideal wife for him. But I was a faithful wife, I did not sleep around. Robert*was a good, decent man. Now I have become his*widow. Is that free? You, Stefan, are the first man I have met that I?ve liked. I wanted you the moment I saw you!?Stefan could not help it; he had to ask, ?Why me? Why not someone from your circle in the village? You know, one of the male friends that tried to seduce you with their groping? Now you could give them a chance.?Irmgard took Stefan?s light-hearted query more seriously than he had intended. She explained that the males from her circle of acquaintance were for her off-limits.Hers was a little village. She owned a house and lived there with her son and mother. Any affair with a married man would be a scandal that could destroy a marriage and render her an outcast. This she would not risk. Entering a relationship with a single man in the group would pressure her into putting it on a permanent footing. She had no intention to be bound again in a marriage or partnership with any man in her village.Irmgard had answered one of Stefan?s two questions uncompromisingly. On his question why she had chosen him, Irmgard struggled to tell the whole truth.Eventually, she said, ?I was keen on meeting you before I saw you because you were a stranger. Liesl made me curious. She told me about you and said you were good-looking and interesting. You know, Liesl fancies you. So, I decided I had to meet you too.?Irmgard?s confession made Stefan laugh out loud. Partly at being flattered that two attractive women had taken such a competitive interest in him. But also, at suddenly realising that he ? the Escort Anadolu Yakası vainglorious Alpha male ? had been the prey and not the hunter.In a way, everything that Irmgard had told served as arousing foreplay. Irmgard had bravely forced herself to admit her desire for obligation-free sex. She had unreservedly let Stefan know that he, as a stranger, was her man of choice.When Stefan got up to clear the table, Irmgard also rose to make her way to the bathroom. She picked up her bag and turned to him, ?Is it all right if I leave a few of my toiletries here??Stefan put on a studied frown and replied, ?You are welcome, as long as you don?t ever bring a nighty!?In the dim candlelight, Irmgard sexily wriggled her bum in his direction.Unlike on Monday, Stefan awaited Irmgard?s appearance from the bathroom, sitting undressed on the bed. When Irmgard stepped through the bathroom?s door, she was challengingly naked this time. Instead of hurrying to the bed, Irmgard stopped. She smiled at him, raised her arms and slowly turned,*displaying her beauty to a spellbound Stefan. Then, step by measured step, she walked to the bed.Irmgard did not stop until her pubes almost touched Stefan?s face. He wrapped his arms around her, with his hands gripping her buttocks as his lips pressed on her mound. Then he looked up: ?My God, you are a ravishingly sexy witch. Tonight, you?ll burn in my fire!?Stefan knew now that Irmgard was relatively inexperienced, sexually speaking. But with her pubic hair tickling his face and her enticingly sexy smell in his nose, he dared a surprise. His hands moved down to her thighs to pull them only slightly apart. With his lips on her mound, his tongue began its search for her hidden seat of pleasure. When Stefan?s circling tongue found her clit, Irmgard gave a drawn-out, mewing cry. It did not sound like a NO! Besides, her groin pressed and shivered against his mouth and her fingers clawed into Stefan?s hair without trying to pull his now flickering tongue from its target.On Monday, Irmgard had almost disappointed Stefan by being so focused on just fucking. Tonight, Irmgard seemed ready to be much more adventurous. When Stefan released his hold on her thighs, they tumbled back onto the bed. Irmgard burst into laughter. She stretched out, reached for Stefan?s neck and pulled him into a sequence of long, possession-taking kisses. When they paused, Stefan asked, ?Did I shock you when my tongue found your naughty little button??Irmgard?s voice was breathy, smoky-dark as she whispered her answers to his questions. ?Yes. God yes! I almost died. It was so exciting! But then you stopped???Tonight I?m going to kiss every centimetre of your beautiful body;*everywhere*you have never been kissed before! Do you want that???Yes! Yes! Do it.??Do you want me to tell you how crazy I am about your beautiful breasts and your sexy ass? How much I love the feel of your pussy on my fingers and cock, your moans and cries? You cried out ?Fuck me!? a few times on Monday. I loved that! Do you want hot, sexy talk when we make love? Or are you too shy??