When Olivia got home that night she was still buzzed. Not from the alcohol but from Elliot. She'd barely been able to keep her eyes off him for the rest of the night and she was half tempted to pull him back into the ladies room for round two.
Her and Trevor had left first and she tried not to wonder if Elliot was going to sleep with Dani. she hoped not, she trusted that if nothing else he wouldn't be that disgusting to sleep with her right after sleeping with Liv but part of her was jealous and it made her paranoid. They weren't exclusive and she didn't expect him to stop sleeping with people but she wanted tonight to be for them.
She'd normally get in and jump straight in the shower but as she sat at her dressing table to remove her jewellery and makeup she realised she could smell him if she tried hard enough. Maybe it was all in her head but she didn't want it to go. She could remember the feel of his lips on hers, his fingers between her legs and just the thought made her clench around nothing. So she didn't take a shower, she didn't want to wash him away. She laid in bed next to Trevor and wondered if he could smell him as well? Or if the huge gap between them as they lay on opposite sides of the bed was enough.
Elliot lays in his own bed alone. He and Dani had left not long after Liv. He'd lost all enjoyment from being there when she had gone and he wanted to get home to relive their moment together in peace.
He had dropped Dani off at her apartment and of course she'd invited him up but he couldn't do it. He had the taste of Olivia on his lips, her cum on his dick and he didn't want anyone else to take those things away from him so he had made his apologies and left Dani standing there rather pissed off. She'd heard from her friends he was a sure thing and she didn't understand what she'd done wrong for him to walk away from her.
As he lay there staring at the ceiling he couldn't help but think of her in bed next to her husband. It made him jealous and he felt his heart ache a little. They were a good looking couple and he had noticed the way her husband was constantly touching her and smiling down at her but he didn't think that was the truth of their relationship. He knew she was starved of touch, he told himself - because he hoped - that tonight was the most her husband had touched her in months. That there was no way his hands were on her now as he lay here thinking of her.
Elliot had a rather restless night's sleep. He had dreamt of Olivia and her husband together. That he was forced to watch Trevor's hands roam all over her body and he couldn't stop them as they started to have sex and nor could he leave. She had smiled at him and laughed mockingly as he stood there and watched.
"Come on Elliot you didn't think you meant anything did you?"
Those words had woken him. He couldn't remember the last time he had woken up so angry because of a dream.
He needn't have been worried though. Olivia only had eyes for him in her dreams. She'd pictured him dropping to his knees and making her cum with his mouth. Pictured him bending her over at their next gym session and making her watch them fuck in front of those large mirrors. Pictured him eating her out against the mirror, his strong arms holding her up against it. Pictured him going down on her as they took a shower together. Ok she really had a favourite thing to picture.
She wakes up extremely frustrated. She can feel how wet she is without even needing to physically check and she's rubbing her thighs together to try and dull the ache.
Trevor is already up, the bed next to her is empty and she assumes she won't see him for the rest of the day now. So she thinks why not. She leans over to the bedside table and opens the bottom drawer, looking inside to choose a toy. She picks out her rabbit handy for picturing his tongue on your clit and his fingers inside you she tells herself to help her make the decision.
She pulls her pyjama bottoms down over her ass and pulls them the rest of the way off with her feet, kicking them to the end of the bed and spreading her legs. She finally feels just how wet she is as she places her hands between her legs and slips her fingers between her folds, spreading herself as she moves her fingers upwards to play with her clit.
When she feels her walls clenching for more she slips her fingers down to her entrance and pushes two in with ease so she tries a third and it still doesn't feel enough so she deems herself ready for her toy. Liv leans down and picks the rabbit up from the drawer and places it at her entrance and pushes the tip in. Usually she'd use lube but she was so wet it was sliding in easily and she couldn't believe the effect just the thought of him had on her body. Pushing a little harder it slides in easily until its full length is inside her and she thrusts it a few times for good measure to stretch her out.
When she swivels the end to turn on the vibrating her eyes slip closed. It's up full power because she knows when his mouth is on her it'll be much more intense than any vibrations. The vision of him laying on his stomach between her legs enters her mind and she pushes the toy into her deeper. She's thought about the goatee rubbing against her so much she's perfected the imaginary feel of it between her legs, he'd look up at her as he slipped another finger in and she'd moan his name.
Her back arches as she moves the toy inside her, picturing his fingers curling to a come hither motion to hit just the right spot.
"Oh god Elliot" she moans as if he is there in front of her, she hopes she's whispering because she doesn't know if Trevor is in.
She moves the toy faster as she pictures him sucking on her clit, it would make her moan loud and he'd keep doing it to hear the noise. She can tell he is going to make her scream, get off on how loud he can make her be.
"Right there"
She wants to pretend she's talking to him and that he listens. If she keeps the toy there in the right spot then so does his mouth, so do his imaginary fingers inside her.
"Come for me" she hears in his voice and she clamps around the toy inside her. Oh god she wants to hear him say that as he fucks her. As he brings her to orgasm any which way actually. She wants to see the cocky smile on his face as she does, as she covers his smug face with her cum.
"Oh god im gunna.." she whispers as if he is there listening.
Her walls start to pulsate around the plastic and she imagines him sucking on her clit as she starts to orgasm. She knows he'd not take his eyes from her, he'd want to watch every last second.
"Elliotttt" she growls as she comes hard. Her back arches and her legs shudder as she repeats his name over and over. Still muttering it even as she starts to calm down. She pulls the toy out of her and imagines him crawling up to lay beside her. Kissing her as she tries to catch her breath.
When she doesn't feel him next to her or his lips on her she sighs and opens her eyes to the empty bed next to her. She suddenly feels silly for thinking of him like that, not knowing if he was doing all of those things with another woman a few hours ago.
She tells herself that he wasn't. That he was home alone. She isn't sure she believes it but she needs to tell it to herself to stop the embarrassment.
Elliot had texted her the later that day to ask to rearrange their session for the next day until 4pm. His last session. She hoped it was for a good reason and not him giving her the talk about how she means nothing to him and she's just a bit of fun.
It's not that she expected anything more from him but she didn't want to be cut off already. Didn't want him thinking that she was some desperate housewife who had caught feelings for him already. Even if that was painfully close to the truth.
When she arrives at the gym the next day she's nervous but when he sees her and smiles she knows her worries are unnecessary. He practically runs over to her from the man he had been chatting to on the treadmill.
"Hey"
"Hey"
"How have you been?"
"Good, you?"
"Great"
They grin at each other for a moment, remembering their time together the other night. He breaks first and looks away, worried that if he looked at her any longer he'd be hard right there in the middle of the gym.
"Come on then"
He takes his hand in hers interwinding their fingers together and pulls her toward the gym equipment. She smiles at the way he holds her hand, it makes her feel like a kid again holding hands with a boy for the first time.
They arrive at the treadmill and he lets go of her for her to step onto it. She's taller than him now and her breasts are eye level with his face and he doesn't hold back on his staring.
"Slow walk. I don't want you using all your energy just yet"
He smirks as he looks up to her face and she smiles back at him before turning around and turning on the machine. He stays standing behind her, his arms against the armrests at the sides as he admires her body.
She can feel his eyes on her and when she turns around and sees him staring at her ass she smiles to herself and faces forward again to let him enjoy the view again.
"So what do you have planned for me?" She teases him and he finally looks away from her ass to talk to the back of her head.
"Flexibility test. See just how much I can stretch you out"
She gulps as she feels her walls clenching already and nods at his words.
Elliot eventually speeds her up a little on the machine, trying to do his job while making sure she's not too exhausted for him. They chat casually as the gym empties out around them, she's hot and out of breath and when there's only a few people left he slows the treadmill down to a walk. When she's got her breath back and her body is calm he turns the machine off and gives her the eye for her to follow him to the mats in front of the mirrors.
Liv takes a seat on the floor with her legs laid out in front of her and he stands in front of her thinking of what he wants to do with her.
"I do yoga, you know. I'm quite flexible"
He grins and drops to his knees and crawls closer to her. She instinctively opens her legs for him and when he's a few inches from her face she lays herself down.
Elliot picks up her right leg and places it against his body, stroking from her thigh to her calf as he straightens it out and then he leans forward slightly, testing how far back he can push her leg. He pushes lower and lower and she offers no resistance until his lower half is pressed between her legs and she can feel the start of an erection pressed against her.
Her eyes close and she licks her lips as he keeps pressing himself against her and moving back as he flexes her leg.
He places her leg down softly and she opens her eyes to watch him as he takes her other leg and starts doing the same with that leg.
The sight of him above her is making her nipples hard and she moves her hand to stroke over the one closest to her hand, making it more prominent for Elliot to see.
"Fuck" he whispers as he licks his lips. He looks up to the mirror and can still see people there and he prays that they will fuck off soon because he doesn't think he can last much longer.
He looks back down and sees her biting her lip as she watches him. His body is covering anyone from being able to see her as she gropes her breasts and teases her nipples.
"Turn around" he practically whispers at her due to his mouth that dry from his arousal. His dick was getting harder by the second and even with baggy shorts if she carries on he won't be able to hide it if anyone was to walk that way.
She does as he tells her and flips herself over and pushes herself up on her hands and knees. Their eyes catch in the mirror as they try to keep their reactions neutral in case anyone were to look over and see them.
He places a large hand on back and pushes her front half down so her arms are out in front of her and her ass is pointing up towards him. Her face is facing downwards, taking this moment to try and compose herself.
Elliot doesn't let her do that though as he holds her hips with one hand and moves the other between them to sweep his thumb over her. When he touches her she shoots her head up to watch him in the mirror, not having expected his hand to be there and he can see the arousal in her eyes but he admires her poker face. His thumb reaches her clit and she shudders beneath his touch and he strokes back up to press against her entrance through her clothes and he can feel her wetness through all the layers.
"Oh god Liv"
He was trying to tease her but she was driving him wild without even trying. This wasn't fair. Just knowing she was this wet for him already was making him want to throw everyone out. He carries on moving his thumb up to her asshole and rubbed there trying to throw her off but she raised her eyebrow seductively at him in the mirror not willing to let him get the better of her and that's when he snapped.
"Right we're closed now ladies and gents" Elliot says standing up and shouting to the few people still hanging around. Olivia sits back to lean against her feet laughing as she watches him chat to people as they cool down as he politely walks them out. He shuts the gym door behind them, there's no lock and some of them may be going to shower and change but that's good enough for him right now.
"You miss Benson are such a tease"
He shakes his head as he walks back over and she giggles.
"Isn't that what you were trying to do to me?"
"Yea exactly so why am I the one about to lose my mind?"
He drops to his knees behind her and grabs her face, twisting it around so he can kiss her. Liv lifts her arm to wrap around the back of his head and Elliot's hands move to the front of her body, palming at the breasts she had just been frustrating him with and teasing her nipples with his own hands.
Liv was confused by how right this felt. In public with a man that's not her husband should feel wrong but the way his hands touched her it was like they were made for her body.
He slides his hands down her belly until they get to her gym leggings and he pulls them down to her knees in one motion. His hand moves between her legs and his two fingers slide between her folds making her break their kiss as she gasps.
"God you really are so wet for me" he whispers against her mouth and she opens her eyes to look into his eyes.
"All for you"
He groans and slips his hand further between her legs so he can slip a finger into her and she bites her lip as his palm rubs against her clit. When he slips a second finger in she faces back towards the mirror and grabs hold of his bicep on the arm that was in her pants, pulling his arm down slightly to egg him on. She grinds against his hand, letting out soft moans as they keep eye contact in the mirror.
"I need to taste you"
She nods, just as eager for him to have his face between her legs. He pulls his hand from between her legs and she moans at the loss of contact even though she knows it's only for a second. She goes to turn herself over to lay on her back but he holds her there, placing a hand on her back and pushing her down like earlier until she is holding herself up on her elbows.
Elliot shuffles back to admire the sight before him, he could see her pussy spread and glistening with her own arousal and he licks his lips. He leans down to lean on his own elbows behind her and circles her entrance with his tongue. She whimpers and he smiles to himself, flattening his tongue and running it down to her clit and back again before letting it dip into her.
Her walls flex around him desperate for more and she's about to start begging when he sucks on her clit and all she can do is moan. He continues to suck and lick at her, making her bounce her ass against him so his face is covered in her juices as she tries to get herself off on his mouth.
He moves his tongue back towards her entrance and she digs her nails into the mat she's kneeling on trying to find something to steady her but his tongue moves past her entrance to her ass and he feels her tense so he licks lightly testing the waters. She doesn't tell him to stop so he does it again and she moans, relaxing her body slightly.
Elliot continues to move his tongue around her entrance and when he dips it in slightly Liv moans and pushes her ass back into his face. He replaces his tongue with his thumb and moves his mouth back down to lick her clit as his thumb enters her slightly, lubricated from Elliots saliva.
"Oh fuck Elliot"
Nobody had ever done that to her before. If he had suggested it she'd have probably told him no chance but every second of it just felt so good. She imagined asking Trevor to do that to her and she almost laughed. Don't think of him, don't ruin this moment.
Livs moaning and thrusting was telling him he'd wound her up enough now, she seemed just as close to losing her mind as he does. Satisfied they both needed this as much as each other he places one last kiss between her legs and knelt up behind her.
She raises her head to see him and he grins when he sees the state of her. She looks like she's been fucked already. Her hair is a mess where she'd pulled on it for something to grab and she was out of breath, her mouth parted from all the moaning she'd been doing. He lifts his shirt and wipes it down his face, wiping off all her cum and she can see from the wet patch on his top just how wet she had been.
"I've thought about this so many times" he pulls down his shorts and lines himself up at her entrance as he speaks. "From the first day I met you I wanted to bend you over right here so we could both watch as I fuck you"
"I fucked myself yesterday thinking of just this"
"Oh god"
2-0 to her he thinks. Every time he thinks he has one up on her she breaks him. She grins as she watches his head drop back as he mutters obscenities to himself at her words.
He takes a deep breath and looks back towards the mirrors to see her smiling at him and he lifts his knee to the side of her body to steady himself as he pushes himself into her. They both moan as he enters her but he doesn't take it slow, he has no more restraint in him. He starts fucking into her hard and fast and she's already screaming, trying her hardest to keep her eyes open to watch him fuck her.
"I thought of this. Fucking you hard and fast and making you scream my name"
"Oh god El" she moans as if on cue.
"I bet you don't get fucked like this do you? Prim and proper housewife who only does it missionary every few months"
She glares at him because his words ring a bit too true but he laughs.
"It's ok Liv, that's why I'm here. To give you the seeing to that you deserve. Any man that doesn't wanna bend you over and blow your back out doesn't deserve to fuck you"
All that talking had taken it out of him and he had slowed down. He tells himself to shut up so he can walk the walk instead of talking the talk and he seems to work.
"Give it to me El.. oh fuck.. Give me what I.. uhhh… deserve"
Just the thought of him breaking her down and fucking her like a bratty princess was getting her off. She spreads her legs open a little more as her head falls between her arms.
"Fuckfuckfuck" she starts to moan as she feels her body stiffen as her orgasm approaches.
"That right Liv. cum all over this dick, show me just how much you liked it. How much you like someone taking charge, making that pussy mine"
"Oh god"
It was his words that got her there in the end. The thought of him claiming made her whole body shake as she came hard around his dick.
Normally he would want to come with a woman but the way she looked as she came he didn't want to miss a second of it so only when he felt her body relax did he let himself go. She had lifted her head to the mirror to watch him cum inside her as her pussy still tightens around him and she decides she never wants to have sex in this position without a mirror again.
She feels him empty himself inside of her and she smirks. She knows he had said yesterday he was clean and she had trusted him once but they had no excuse today except for it makes her feel primal. She loved the way he wanted to own her and the way she let him cum inside her was the hottest way to let him. It's not like he can put a ring on it.
When he pulls out she collapses on the floor in front of him and he smacks her ass before laying next to her as they both catch their breaths.
"I need a shower" she says eventually, feeling both of their cum pool under her where she hadn't bothered to pull her trousers up.
"There's enough room for two"
"Only if you carry me there"
He shoots up impressively quickly and pulls up his shorts and she flips onto her back to pull up her trousers properly as he does. He holds out her hands and she grabs them to pull her into a standing position before lifting her by her ass. She wraps her arms around his neck and legs around his waist and giggles.
"Anything for you"
She giggles again and kisses him before he walks them out to the showers for round two.