Ever heard of the slow burn?  When you met someone, maybe even a few times but have never dived into anything, or being blown away by an immediate spark.  You know those times when you think to yourself ‘they are nice’ but for whatever reason you don’t take it further.  It must be common in this lifestyle, particularly for those who go to CCK or parties.  Slows burns are something I (Mrs C) have found quite intriguing.  Starting out in this lifestyle I always thought you were either attracted, or not.  I never imagined that time and multiple meetings with a person would change that.  It can and it does.  And when it does it can sometimes be hotter than instant chemistry. 

For me, I think it has something to do with getting to know people for who they are, discovering they have integrity, seeing them in a new light, building trust.  I am the true social swinger who needs more than the cock!  I can be quite partial to the slow burn after discovering what it can deliver.   

A few weeks ago one of those slow burns ignited, and boy did it get hot!   This burn was going on for maybe 5/6 years, we had never really engaged with one another I but watched him (and his wife) grow into their sexuality over that time (as had my husband and I).

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We were invited to a private party, 45 beautiful people, (sexy couples and selected singles) in a gorgeous penthouse apartment.  Stylish, sexy, warm with all the right vibes.  The bubbles were flowing and the women had started dressing down, lots of sexy lingerie and sexy accessories for the theme party.

As is usually the way, a few of the men were a little shy, taking their time getting their shirts off.   I took it as my job to help that along, unbuttoning a few shirts around the room.  I dream about being a playboy bunny so these opportunities provide me the mandate to flirt with lots of sexy men around the room.  It brings the extrovert out of me which I enjoy.

I had unbuttoned a few shirts and was making my way around the room when I got to Sean.  He was looking really polished, nothing unusual for him.  I stood in front of him, looked him directly in the eyes and asked if I could help unbutton his shirt.  He said yes.  But as I unbuttoned, he asked if he would get something in return. I thought that’s a bit cheeky!  But without much thought, and still having his eyes locked with mine, I leaned in and very gently licked his lips and then kissed him passionately for a few seconds. Very sensual, very slow.  I then slid away to the next gentleman in need leaving the heat on his lips.  I didn’t look back.

An hour of so past, the room had heated up significantly, all three rooms and the lounge were busy with sexy hot bodies enjoying the freedom of one another.  I was involved in some group play with my husband and some old friends, it was fun but something had ‘gotten into my head’, I was over thinking things and as a result wasn’t feeling it.  Sigh, but I know many of us women do this at times.   I got up and wondered away.  That earlier kiss was on my mind.  It was really hot and the memory of it saw me suddenly scanning the room for him. 

I wandered around quietly.  He wasn’t anywhere down stairs.  I started up the stairwell to the other two bedrooms.  The stairwell was dimly lit as I carefully made my way up.  I was almost at the landing I was aware that Sean was on his way down, I was in his way.  I didn’t move over to let him through, I didn’t want him to move past.  He got to the landing when our eyes locked.  He held out his hand which I took, and he pulled my up from the last step to his lips.  I continued to stand in his way, ran my hand up his chest under his unbuttoned shirt and then kissed him back.

I could feel the electricity, my anticipation.  The kissing got deeper very quickly, deliciously desperate and passionate. He pushed me with intent against the wall, his hands on both sides of my face taking care not to hit my head, kissing me harder. Continuing to kiss me his hands discovering my body below. He mapped every part of my body over my lingerie all the while kissing me deeply and with pace. 

The intensity deepened further.  He grabbed my arms and pushed them above my head firmly against the wall. He pushed himself against me, I could feel his cock through his pants against my now wet pussy. Our breathing intensified.  He brushed his hand over my lips and looked my deep in the eyes.  I wanted him and my pussy was aching and wet with wanting.  I felt like I was going to explode.  I wanted to tear off my clothes.  I wanted him to take me, right there in that stairwell.

It was at that moment his wife came down the stairs, stopping briefly to say they had to go and she had called an Uber.  All of us with young children understand when its time, its time.  She left us as she continued downstairs. 

He kissed me again but we both knew this had to end for tonight. We were both still breathing hard, his cock still pushing against me.  I whispered he needed to go. That we may have to rain check.  He pushed in harder, lifting my leg up around his arse as he pushed his body close to mine.  He nodded and gently pulled away and walked up the stairs.

I wasn’t sure what to do at that point.  I was overcome, hot and very horney.  My eyes followed him upstairs to where he was gathering his things.  I instinctively crawled up the stairs, stopping one short of the top.  I leaned forward and knelt my face on my crossed arms, pushing my arse out into the stairwell.  He saw me, walked over me, then quickly pushed himself into by behind, grabbing my breasts and kissing my neck.  I melted, breathing increasing.  He slowly pulled away as he told me we would finish this another time. 

He left with his wife, I pulled my self back together (somewhat), trying to piece together how and what had just happened. 

It was one of the hottest and unexpected sexual experiences.  He hadn't put his hands under my clothes,  touched my pussy, felt my wet hot mess.  And thinking further about that now, that was what made it so hot.  He was savoring me, he was in control doing this his way, showing incredible respect, control and restraint.  And he had me melting.

I am not sure when or where we will pick this up again.  It could go no further and still be one of the hottest encounters.  But something tells me he won’t let that happen.