Wife Swap - S01 E23

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Wife Swap - S01 E23

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 23

Athena Pov

"It is a complicated maneuver." Rome grumbles as i push myself forward on the swings.

He's having trouble pumping while swinging. I had to push him, and even after explaining how he can now be in charge of making the swing go, he still fails. It's both frustrating and amusing that he can't swing despite huge masculine frame. When I swung too high, he nearly got a heart attack.

"Just imagine you are grinding or riding something."

"Is that why you seemed way too happy?" He questions suggestively.

It takes a while before i realize what he is implying. It is a good one but so unlike him.

"Just for my reference, what should i imagine i am grinding or riding." He asks, smiling smugly.

"How about i show you." I say and Rome's brows curve expressive. I have this confidence that has lingered the entire day or Maybe it is because we have been drinking for a while.

It's now almost midnight, and after Esme left, we decided to drink and do nothing. Other people had left three hours before. Rome and I had no desire to return home and instead chose to spend our time in the park.

I get up from my swing and walk over to him. I will be unable to carry out my intentions if I allow my brain to function. I halt his motions by grasping both of his swing chains and ensuring that our gazes do not meet. Standing close to him, I can feel his breath hitch. I inhale sharply and climb on top of him, straddling him. I am wearing a long wrap skirt. My legs dangle from both of his sides. I'm just hoping the chains are strong enough to support our weight.

I start to grind on him but our weight make it difficult for me to push both of us.

It is not long before Rome starts to pump and we are both swinging high. I lock my arms around his waist in fear that i might fall since i am not in control. I am surprised that he is able pump both of us while minutes ago he couldn't swing on his own. Unless...

"You tricked me." I slur. Swinging high and being drunk is not a good combination.

"just because i can't kick a ball with the correct part of my foot doesn't i am that helpless with physical activities." He says and pumps higher.

"Why did you make me teach and do all of those things."

"You seemed too excited, how could i deny you the opportunity."

I huff angry and he finds it amusing. He continues swinging baring both of our weight and he finally slows until we not moving .

I clear my throat and speak when i fell something hard on my ass, "I should get off, you legs must be hurting."

"You weigh nothing." He dismisses me.

"Are you saying i am a bag of air?" i feign anger.

"I am saying that i want you here."

I stay calm as we both stare at each other. He inches forward and i automatically shut my eyes. Unexpectedly i feel him kiss my cheek, then the other. He teases me severally kissing my cheeks before he finally decides kiss me. I push my body closer to him until our pelvic are touching. His hard on is pressed against my back. My pulse speeds up as he stops and looks me up and down.

I want him badly and i don't care if we are in the public. It is at night and so far only three people in the last two hours have passed by.

His hands move cautiously and dangerously down to where our bodies lock. He observes me, his hand stopping, "Do you want me to?" it is a mere whisper.

I nod, tongue tied. He sucks a breath and brings his mouth to mine again. And his hand starts to rub over my panties. They are soaked and feel too embarrassed by how expose i am to him. Oh God! another man is touching me. Rome is touching me and i love it.

He slips my panty to the side and continues to rub it. It feels too good, and i throw my head back, his free hand supports my back and . When i open my eyes the stars shine down on me, it feel like a dream. He continues to rub on me and i make sure no moan escapes from my lips. I feel the pressure build, my legs start to shake and i am afraid i might fall but that does not stop Rome, he continues until i feel my walls contract in a strong orgasm, he stops but presses his palm on my lips as i throb against his hand. It is the most powerful orgasm i have ever had, it is new to me that one is capable of climaxing without any penetration or fingering just a gentle rub. It may become my favorite form of sex.

Rome Pov

Feeling her spasm on my hand is sublime and physically magic. It last longer than i supposed it would. She pushes herself forward but avoids any eye contact. she buries her head on the crook of my neck. Probably ashamed of what happened. Emotions pendulum in me, my heart is rushing with blood yet i feel very relaxed with her on my arms.

I look around the indomitable darkness, fearful of the light that is few hours away. When morning comes and we can see each other clearly, i am afraid that things will have changed and she may want to leave.

"Do you want to go home?" I whisper to her ears.

"Mmh...," She nods.

"Do you want to talk about what happened?" I ask. I know if i don't talk about it now she will go back into avoiding me.

She coughs to clear her throat, "Do we have to?" She asks uncomfortable.

"I enjoyed it." I say and with that she sits up again and her eyes meet mine.

"I did nothing." She says confused.

"You enjoyed it and i enjoyed." I smile.

"Can you stop over using the term enjoy." She says with a hint of smile.

"Fine." I surrender.

"What happens next?" She turns serious and i am not surprised by her question. I would be surprised if she never asked, casual sex or kisses aren't her thing. They come with a meaning.

"To be honest, i don't know." I mutter. "What do you want?" I ask her.

"For the time being, I don't want to go through the pain and bitterness of heartbreak again."

I understand where she is coming from, especially in her case where she has had endured multiple infidelities' and Mason's personality. He is not the easiest person to get along with. .

"I am not capable of giving you what you deserve, and if I could, I am sure it would be selfish because I would be interfering with your healing process." I know how crucial it is for her to heal, at least she can then make an informed decision.

She stays silent and i wish she would say what she is thinking. "You are right." She mutters with disappointment.

"Let's get out of here before we also end up in a true crime podcast." she disentangles from me and climbs off the swing. I am left feeling cold and still hard for her. She notices, but pretends to be collecting the bottles and other litter.

"Next Sunday we should come to just clean the park." I suggest.

"It is a good idea, We could plant a tree." She adds.

I agree with her. I will rate this night as the best nights in my lif.