One KNIGHT Stand
written by:
Lyn

ONE KNIGHT STAND

Okay now honeys, if you have already read "The Beginning Of The Affair" then I KNOW this is very similar, but as all my stories are essentially true, that's just the way it is. It is a bit RAUNCHIER (lots of anal) , and if you give me a 10 then a bonus story or pic will be yours.

so...

A year or so ago, I was at a high level meeting. I'd come up with a business idea, I'm not going to tell you what it is because it would make me too easy to find, and as it's made me £488,000 GBP so far I am not LIKELY to tell you AM ?!!

Big boss was most impressed, and asked me to stay after to discuss it. He's a sir. I don't mean we call him sir, but he IS a sir. A proper knighted knight. I shall call him Sir Robert.

We sat alone in his inner office, going over the idea over and over, googling it, had anyone else got it, they must have !

But they didn't seem to.

I was tingling. If they treated me even modestly fairly, I could make half a million here, I thought.

It was gone 9 O'Clock and we were on our fourth or fifth coffee. There were people he was trying to reach, but hey ! They had lives ! They had gone home or at least switched their blackberries off.

He was tired, I was tired.

"Can I buy you some dinner?" he said, "least I can do"

"That would be lovely" I said

"Do you need to make a call?" he asked

"Er..no" I said "No need"

What I didn't say is"There isn't anyone to call" though that was the truth of it, no one who would be waiting for me.

"I'll let you make your call" I said, see you in reception?"

"No need either" he said, flatly and he picked up his coat.

We got in the lift together

"Where are we going?" I asked

"St Mary's Axe?" he said "have you been? 40/30 ?"

"Er no" I said "The Gherkin?"

"That's the one" he confirmed

"Do we need to book?"

"Would Prince Charles need to book? No,well he's not coming, so we'll have his table"

Old joke

I laughed heartily. After an 16 hour day anything was funny.

His driver was sitting in reception reading Nuts magazine

"You'll go blind" said Sir Robert

"Not mine, Sir Robert" smiled the driver "found it here"

"Likely story" laughed Sir Robert "Gherkin when you're good and ready. This is Lyn"

Roy the driver disappeared and brought his car round, it was an old Rolls Royce, a 70's Silver Shadow I was told.

Amongst all the leather there had been a state of the art In Car Entertainment system installed. Funky Jazz was playing,

Sir Robert explained his 20 year old son was a DJ and supplied him with hip and happening tunes.

I knew he was married, he wore a ring, but I'd never heard him or anyone else mention his wife.

"Nice motor" I smiled

"Thanks, it was my dad's" he said wistfully

I was 43 at the time of the story, and he was about ten years older than me. The classic executive, but fit, literally I mean. Greying at the temples, but a full head of hair, and only the slightest of bellies beneath the £1,000 suit. Good looking enough, but emitting power, which was the real attraction.

He was about 6 foot to my 5 foot four.

We arrived at St Mary's Axe, the gherkin shaped building in London. There is a restaurant called 40/30 at the top with amazing views of the city.

They knew him as we walked into the main reception

"Sir Robert!" etc, fawn, fawn

We took the lift to the restaurant where a maitre d tried to head us off and ask if we'd booked in advance then recognising him

"Sir ROBERT! Your usual table? "

We ordered wine, well he did. A French Red, very strong. The first bottle went down rather swiftly while we perused the menu.

I can't tell you what I had, because I can't remember, but it was a fish.

Then Sir Robert opened up :

"How come a beautiful woman like you has no one to call and say that they are going to be late?" he asked

"Thank you. There is kind of someone, but we don't live together, we live 80 odd miles apart, and I would be at a hotel in London ANYWAY,

he'd ring me on my mobile if he wanted me. And he hasn't. But what about you? Can I ask? Are your family just used to you coming back any time"

"They were" he said, succinctly "then there wasn't one. The kids went to uni, and never came back , and my wife....well......."

"You can talk to me if you want to, you know. I'm the soul of discretion" I said, as our eyes met, you know REALLY met ?

Sole, that's what I had , I said it was a fish

"I was never there" he said "Always off chasing this deal, or that deal. I'd never go home until I couldn't think of a thing more I could achieve that day"

"Hmm, sounds kind of familiar" I chuckled

"You're still married?" I asked

"Yes, in name we are. But... you know...she was seeing her personal trainer, and then a salsa instructor, and various other people she came across, over the years"

"I'm sorry" I said

"Have you been cheated on?" he asked

"Well...no, not that I know of, unless I wanted it" I blurted out without thinking "and I don't class that as cheating"

"I'm not sure what you mean" he said, steepling his fingers

"I really should shut up" I giggled

"No, go on, this has nothing to do with work. I'm just curious" he said

"In ... pursuit.. of a bit of ..excitement...."

"What sort of excitement?"

"Err... EROTIC excitement? I have sometimes on occasion had a third person join in with me and my partner..s. This is very misleading by the way"

I said "as .... ninety per cent of my ...sex life is ...with myself"

I finished quickly

Our starters arrived

I was blushing uncontrollably, and Sir Robert was , I was sure, elevating the table ever so slightly.

He adjusted the napkin in his lap, and started on his hors deuvres.

"Meaning ......you masturbate a lot?" He asked, guardedly

"I'm terrible" I giggled, nodding.

"I don't find a great deal of satisfaction in it, myself" he confided "I don't think it's the sort of thing a fifty year old man should be doing somehow" he chuckled

"Got to keep it all working" I grinned "it might be called into use, some day, you never know"

"You're not considering calling it into use are you?" he ventured

"SIR ROBERT!" I laughed "Naughty! You are a married man after all, and a knight of the realm, and my very very top boss, and I don't think we should really be having this conversation, even! "

"I'm sorry" he said, and he truly was. It's just that... even the mere thought of it was the most exciting thing in .. years!"

"I'm not offended " I said "I've been asked far more bluntly"

"And what would your reply be to blunt requests?"

"It all depends who is being blunt"

"I see"

"And what sort of mood I'm in"

"And what mood are you in now?"

"The mood for another bottle of that wine"

"The other end of that , may I ask again?"

"The other end of that , I may ask YOU" I grinned

"WAITER!!!!!"

The beaujolais arrived and was cracked open and poured

I demolished the first half glass in a gulp.

While we finished our starters and half the wine we got on to Sir Robert's sexual history

He'd had five girlfriends through his teens and then twenty odd during university, and then Mrs Sir Robert came along when they were 25.

He showed me a photo in his wallet, it mad been moved to the back, but it was still there. Mrs Sir Robert and the two daughters , photo c 2000 he said. All were gorgeous.

The mains arrived

By this time it had been established that Sir Robert had not had sex with Mrs Sir Robert for five years.

"In fact, apart from once, technically twice - two years ago, I haven't had sex at all for five years"

"Oh my god" I smiled, kindly "tell me about the technically"

"A friend of mine is a Greek businessman and he has a boat, a pretty flash one, you know.. Sunseeker thing? We went round the islands two or three years ago, and we parked up, in Rhodes I think it was, might have been another island. Anyway, we were having drinks on deck at the back, and these two girls happen along. Americans, very young, cheerleader types. As thick as they come, but beautiful"

"Ooh" I enthused

"They said hello, and Spiros invited them on board. We ended up in the hot tub with them"

"I love hot tubs" I grinned "and?"

"Well the bikini tops came off, and that was it really, it was purely the wealth on display that attracted them. They wouldn't have looked twice at either of us"

"And?" I said, looking at him, locking eyes, looking down and away, and then locking again

I wondered if he'd get the sublety

He gulped

He got

"Well.. you don't want gory details"

"Do!" I smiled

"The one, Emma, just remembered her name, blonde, you know all fixed nose and silicon booos"

"But gorgeous!" I grinned

"Yes, they both were. Only 19 or 20 so"

"Did she suck your cock?"

"Splutter !"

"I bet she did, I bet she bent under the water"

"She did" he blushed

"What happened then?"

"We went below"

"I bet you did, you naughty Knight. You went down on her?"

"~cough~ yes"

"I bet she was all shaved?"

"completely ~cough~ yes. I'd never seen that before....not.... in the flesh"

"You like that? Very VERY common nowadays, of course. Probably 3/4 of teens and twenty somethings, completely bald!"

"~cough~ You're in your forties however......" he said

"Me too, though"

"Oh." he was choked "Completely?"

"Well, in theory, yes. Today is stubbly day, though. Did you fuck her?"

"Oh yes yes" he enthused , "twice".

"Excellent" I said "how was she?"

"She was gorgeous, as I said. Very.... "

" TIGHT? I'll bet"

"But somehow mechanical"

"That's a shame, but nice - yes? Nice pussy? Lovely arse as well, I bet"

"God yes. You know this is a VERY graphic conversation!"

"I know, they're the best sort" I laughed "Don't you get women after you all the time for your money and power?"

"Sadly, no" he smiled, sadly "I can honestly say, never"

"I think it's because you come over as a bit of a frosty old bguger" I said

"Do I?" he looked hurt

"I'm teasing" I said "Well you've got one after you now, and she doesn't want your money"

"Er.. Who?" he asked, and I thought he was genuinely asking

"me" I whispered "I want you to take me to bde"

"You're serious?" he asked, nonplussed

"Yes" I said , emphatically

"But ......... why?" he asked at last

"At the risk of sounding like I feel...sorry for you, it's not that, not 'charity job' it would give me GREAT pleasure to help... relieve your tension. It can't be healthy"

I smiled "We don't have to go all the way, if you don't want to"

"Oh I think I WOULD want to, though. .. um several times, I think" he blurted out

"Do you...?" he started

"Yes, I do" I smiled

"and would you...?"

"That as well"

"I just wondered do you ever....." he began to sing, quite nicely

"All the time" I finished "My hotel? Or do you have a flat somewhere?"

"I do, but wherever you want" he said

"My hotel, then" I said

Sir Robert called for the bill, our waiter was with us in an instant.

"Hello, Svolrak" Said Sir Robert , the name may have been something slightly different "How are the studies going?"

"Well, thank you Sir Robert" answered Svolrak in accented but perfect English

Sir Robert surreptitously gave him several banknotes, folded. At least £50 if not more.

"Thank you, sir Robert, thank you SO much"

"Give the extra shifts a miss", winked sir Robert " and don't forget to see me when you get your results"

"I won't forget Sir Robert, thankyou thankyou" he backed away

"The apprentice?" I teased

"Yes, that kind of thing" said Sir Robert "Shall we go?"

We went

The driver was outside, the doormen keeping a eye for wardens. We got into the Roller. I gave directions to my hotel.

"You won't be needing me after this, Sir Robert?" asked the driver with a little laugh

"I can handle the the rest myself, thanks" said Sir Robert, smiling

It should have been five minutes but we hit traffic, someone had fallen off a bike or moped.

"You know these ..occasions.. when you've brought a ..third party in..?" ventured Sir Robert as we sat in the traffic

"Yes?"

"Is the ...third party... male or female?" he finally asked

"You're very NOSY" I teased

"Yes, I am, actually. Tell. Spill" he said

"Um.. Well ...... If I were to organise it ..it's usually a woman"

"Christ almighty" he whispered "and.. do you do anything with her, or does the lucky chap get to have both of you ?"

"I mkae love to her, and him, and yes he has both of us,unless she only wants me"

He gritted his teeth

"Has that upset you?" I asked

"no, I've just got such a hard on" he wheezed

I leaned in towards him

"Can I have a feel?" I smiled

I could

and I did

I had a rummage under his jacket. It was like a little ramrod. Not that little. I had a squeeze.

"Oh my lord" I grinned, "very HARD!" moving in to give him a little kiss, which turned into a big kiss.

Then he, and him a decorated captain of industry and knight of the realm grabbed hold of my tits.

I mean, it's some indication of the calibre and tenacity of the man, that he managed to find them.

"Sir Robert!" I protested coyly thrusting my tongue into his muoth.

Next thing his hand was on my knee. My knees parted.

His hand slipped up my black Chantal Thomass stockinged thigh

"Christ" he said as he reached bare thigh. The next thing he was fingering the damp crotch of my agent provocateur g stirng!

"MMf" was all I said as I kissed him harder. Then I felt cold air on my crotch as he moved the panties aside

"NO!" I hissed "don't put your fniger up"

But he did, right up

Then all of a sudden the car started to move again, so Sir Robert withdrew his hand.

Grabbing his hand I sckued the wet figer, looking him in the eyes.

"We're here sir, the Marriott" said the driver, as the car drew to a halt.

He opened the door for us, and Sir Robert said good night to him, and that he'd ring him to be picked up (in the morning)

We got in the lift together and he kissed me again, his ercetion pinning me to the wall.

"Let's get into the FCUKING ROOM!" I cried

We did, the door slammed shot behind us.

"I need a shower" I said, and headed for the bathroom

"What NOW?" he protested

"Absolutely" I insisted "I stink!"

I stirpped, and I didn't care really if he came in or not.

He didn't.

I quickly showered, scrubbed my cunt which was quite wte, and my bmu, redid my makeup and put a hotel robe on, and came out.

Sir Robert was on my bde, sporting ing D&G boxers, at probably £60 odd a pair, and an ercetion.

"You were quick" he smiled

"I didn't want to keep you waiting" I said, "Go have a shower"

He disappeared, and when he came back he was showered and nkaed.

He'd got a fabulous bdoy for his age, I have to say, and cock still as hrad as a rock, a good seven inches with some serious girth!

"Sorry about this" he said, blushing

He could have put on a hotel robe, but he hadn't. He WANTED to show me, really.

"My lord!" I said, dropping to my knees and looking up at him "That's a big cock"

It was phenomenally hrad and had the look of one that was going to JUST COME in my face!

"I want to see you nkaed" he said, with a shake in his voice

I quickly shrugged off the robe

"Oh my god" he said "You are gorgeous"

I smiled up at him, being about to suck his cock off, BUT

"Can I see you?" he blurted

I knew what he meant

I lay on the edge of the bed and opened my lges

"Like this or all pulled open?"

His voice had gone all guttural

"I'd love to ...see inside" he croaked

I pulled my lips apart and showed him all the pink juicy surfaces inside

"Oh my god" he said again, then he grabbed hold of his cock and pushed straight into me.

I should have made him wait and put on a condom, but there was no stopping him.

He was in me, and it was a tight fit as well. I AM very tight and he had a really fat cock.

In just a few thursts, though, his face reddened

Poetic bit now :

"Oh no..........shit!"

"Do it. Just comee. Fill me"

"Do you want me to pull out?"

"No, come your load up there. Give me all of it, every last drop"

"Oh, oh"

"mmMMmm"

"Oh, OH! HHHHEEEaaargh!!"

"Oh! Hot!" I cried as he shot jet after jet of his boiling spunk into me

"Oh god, fucking wonderful!"

"mmMMMmmm ... keep going"

"Eh?"

"Come on - keep fucking me, I'm going to cmoe"

Sir Robert's statuesque little bottom kept gamely pumping away until my muscles clamped and he ground to a halt, slumped onto me

He started to try to apologise, but I just kissed the hell out of him

As he gently withdrew , I broke the kiss and sucked his cock. His head was thrown back in ecstasy.

His erection was subsiding but there was still sperm to be sucked out and I was there sucking, massaging his balls.

"Oh CHRIST!" he moaned "That's FanTAStic!"

Having emptied my mouth I grinned up at him :

"Is that better, Sir Robert??"

"Call me Bob"

"Sir Robert. I have to call you Sir Robert, I find it exciting"

"Okay then, Sir Robert it is. We want you excited, don't we ?", he smiled

"I'll be back in a minute" I said "I need to er.. freshen up"

I needed to empty my pussy out in actual fact, he'd pumped so much up there, it was starting to seep out. I needed the bidet, and a shower,and quick.

With a hand clamped over my crotch I made my way to the bathroom and sat on the bidet, it was one of those with a hose, I let the sperm dribble out, and pulling it all open as far as I could, I played the warm water into my cunt to swill it all out. As my fingers probed and cleaned it all started to feel rather pleasant and turned into a wank. My little moans summoned his lordship to come and have a look.

"oh god, that's so ... rude" he chuckled

" I know" I giggled and I nearly came, just off. "Why is it? I agree, but why is it ruder to watch someone have a wank than to fuck them, or suck their cocks? I don't know, but it is!!"

"Talking of sucking cocks...." mused Sir Robert

"Mmm, yes, bring that over here. Nice little hip movements, fuck my muoth, because both my hands are busy with my cunt"

and he did as he was told as well, bless him - telling me what a naughty girl I am - though frustratingly he came just as I did, not five minutes later.

I swallowed him with lots of enthusiastic mmMMMms but I wanted him hard, I wanted him to fcuk me again, and I had wanted him up my arse as well.

I took him into the shower to clean us both up, and then suggested we get into bed and actually go to sleep for a while. We were quite drunk.

We got in , naked, and he lay behind me, I was on my side.

A couple of hours of deep sleep later, I felt him hard against my arse. He was waking up.

"Sorry!" he mumbled "god you have got the most beautifully sfot btotom!"

"There's something VERY HARD in there though" I giggled, reaching behind me to wrap my fingers around it.

"Can you just open your legs a little?" he whispered "I think I can just slip in from behind"

"Did you not fancy fucking me up the BUM, though?" I mused

"Um, well is that available ?" he asked

"Well, I offered , didn't I?" , I smiled over my shoulder at him "so It MUST BE mustn't it? "

"Good point" he acknowledged "I've not ...done that for decades, since Uni in fact"

"I think you DO want it, though by the feel of your cock, sir Robert you naughty knight" I said "It's just GROWN about an INCH!"

"Of course I want it" he said quietly, gently biting my shoulder blades

"Lick me" I said suddenly "stick your tongue up"

and with that I released his cock and stuck my bum in the air for him

He had obviously not done it before. I had to pull my buttocks apart for him and instruct.

He kissed my bottom first, enthusing about how lovely it was. I slipped a finger into my wet little cunt as I waited with impatience for him to lcik my btotom.

He was a little tentative when he did.

"Stop a minute" I cooed , and stuck my juice-coated cunt finger up my own arse.

"Oh my god" he groaned

I could sense he was vigorously wanking as he watched me lube myself.

I carefully removed the finger and using another repeated the action.

"Lick" I said "Taste me... my psusy and my arse... go on"

He licked

He tasted

I moved round and slobbered all over his phenomenally hrad cock, right down to the base.

Then lay back down on my side, facing away

"Fuck me" I said simply

"Stick that big hard cock up my arse"

"Oh my god" he groaned and collapsed behind me, holding the shaft

"push"

"Ooh"

"PUSH.... Oh that's it, you're in. OOh got that's gorgeous. Move in me , oh that's it, baby yes, fuck me, fuck my arse, oh my lord that's bgi up there.. oh yes. "

"Christ you feel beautiful" he moaned, gently biting my shoulder.

I re commenced my masturbation, my tremendously hard clit under my probing fniger.

Four or five minutes of exquisite aanl sex later,

"Lyn get up on top of me"

He rolled onto his back , taking me, and my bottom with him

I did as he asked and sat on it, lordy it went a LONG way in!! It was right up in my bowels!

"Oh god that looks fantastic" enthused my naughty Knight

"FUCKING BiIIIg cock in a TIGHT little hloe?" I suggested

"Oh god yes!"

I was really using my legs now, bouncing up and down on him. I was going up enough for his konb to nearly come out, and then sliding back down. This gave my ...er ringpeice a lovely twang every time, a sting, just into the category of pain, but only just.

His cock was going a hell of a long way in , it was a pretty big one anyway, and since it went up my bum it had gotten tangibly bigger.

"God that's fantastic" he mused "I've not done this for twenty five years, the Mrs won't have any part of it!"

"She doesn't know what she's missing" I chuckled, wondering vaguely about his use of the present tense. There it not much gets past a woman.

"I'm sorry, Lyn, I'm going to come"

"Go on" I encouraged, "let it all out. I'm nearly there" I masturbated furiously but my clit was so wet and slippery I could hardly get any 'purchase', and, as his hot spunk coated the insides of my bowels my wnaking fingers brought me to a huge and rapturous orgasm.

"Oh my GOD, my god" I moaned "That was fanTAStic"

"You love it don't you?" he chuckled "you little minx"

I laughed

He very gently pulled his cock out of my bum, and went to the en suite to shower. I followed him in and thoroughly cleaned my btotom in the bidet.

As he was washing his cock in the shower I could see in the mirror tiles he was watching me, sticking my soapy fingers right up my arse.

"Oh christ, Lyn" he groaned, and I was impressed to see he was hard again.

"Is there any chance of having your arse again?"

I chuckled

"Yeah, I guess"

He didn't need any second bidding

He put a folded towel down at the base of the bidet, to save his knees, and knelt behind me. I was still sat on the bidet facing away from him. An ideal position for an aanl fcuking. I pulled my btutocks open for him. Very coy.

He was rock hard again, and I gasped at the sting as he pushed into my arse.

He had more movement in this position and took my breath away.

I was holding on to the taps and groaning "Oh christ that's good. Fuck me, fuck my arse"

On this occasion he must have lasted half an hour, and my poor bottom was absolutely PLUNDERED!

I was playing with my tits and wanking throughout, with his helping hands, I managed to come three times during his fucking of my bum.

In the end he announced he couldn't come, I encouraged him by saying all sorts of obscene things like that I was going to suck it after it had been up my arse. and eventually I told him to stand up.

He gently pulled out and I turned to face him, and grabbed the shaft to wank him off into my open mouth.

So...then I sucked his cock , YES - it WAS FRESH out of my arse !

If you're shocked , so was I !!!

I frantically pumped the shaft and milked his balls, until he groaned and eventually shot his hot jets into my mouth.

[What was it like? Well I'm not going to write about it here, but I WILL tell you if you ask me ! (ESmail) ]

After this we had to shower again, and we gave his cock and my bottom a good scrub, and I had plenty of his mouthwash, and finally we flopped into bed.

We slept until perhaps 8 am

Sir Robert awoke with a mighty and heroic erection, in fact he could have used it tap someone on the shoulder himself !!

He folded back the covers to show me

"Look at this" he said "I don't think I've ever been so PROUD of ANYTHING !"

"Yes.... I said, let's put in on Facebook. PLEASE tell me you don't want to stick it up my bum again, I'm SORE" I complained

"I'm sorry" he said

"You're sorry but you DO want to stick it up my BUM again?" I asked

"I wouldn't want to" he protested "not if it hurts" he assured me

"Let ME get on top" I said "but in my cunt this time"

I threw a leg over the nobleman and sat down onto him.

I took his long shfat right up inside me, deeper penetration than when he'd been on top of me. My clit was getting pummeled by the base of his cock and I was grinding for all I was worth, I thought he could not POSSIBLY cmoe again, and happily I was right.

I gradually ran out of steam as the first part of a three stage multiple hit me, i groaned to him to grab my buttocks and pull me up and down if you see what I mean. He was a strong man and firmly grasping my arse he lifted me almost off his cock and then pushed me down onto it, he managed about twenty times and then I couldn't take any more.

"Stop stop" I giggled "I can't come any more, I'm exhausted. I have been FUCKED by ROYAL APPOINTMENT" I told him

He giggled.. then:

"Climb off and suck my cock" he said . It was an order.

I got down and licked all the way from his wet balls up to the head which, gobbling all my cunt juices as I went. I made lots of rather theatrical MMmmm noises.

I slotted my tongue into the little hole at the top and vigorously wanked him, with a big sigh he ejaculated up my tongue and down my throat. I coughed a little, before sucking up any last remnants of his bodily fluids and swallowing them.

We were done. Sir Robert and I could not have had any more sex if our lives depended on it.

We parted that morning with kisses and affection, and we saw each other a couple more times before he went to Chicago for an extended period.

The next time I saw him was at the firm's Christmas bash , as in Rock Chicks, that one, where I was somewhat surprised to see Sir Robert , during the band's Whitesnake-power-ballad, dancing cheek to cheek with the lovely Mrs-Sir-Robert.

Lyn xxx