The Writing on the Wall

The Writing on the Wall1

By Zaffen2

Jackie (beautiful, vivacious, lithesome, young, and horny) had been extremely excited and almost beside herself.3

Since receiving the note from Mark signaling another rendezvous, it had been all but impossible to act normally around the house for the last week.4

She was in heat, as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs, and snapping at the staff-that behavior was certainly nothing unusual. She was having to change panties a dozen times a day, had taken at least 12 baths a day to try and cool the fire in her crotch, had used up her battery supply, worn out her toys, and nearly strained her hand in that time.5

She could almost feel his hands on her firm breasts, his lips on her mouth, wandering down caressing her body, eventually arriving at her center, there to send her crashing in ecstasy. The memory nearly causing her to orgasm but resulting in only a shiver of remembered ecstasy, and more wet panties.6

Alf, her husband of ten years, and at least that many her senior-although, he wasn’t bad looking, just no fun, would not have been pleased to say the least but what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.7

As the building with the correct address appeared she noticed most of the surrounding lots were vacant with signs promoting some new office complex to be built soon.8

Parking down the block and walking back, she made sure that there was no one around to see her.9

Alf was working late, as usual, the owner of some kind of big Construction Company. She was too busy spending Alf’s money, of which there was an abundant supply, to inquire further into the boring details-he was always getting calls, leaving at odd hours, and returning in the same way.10

That was why she hadn’t been able to slip away more often and it had been a month or so since she could get her itch scratched, repeatedly!11

Entering the building, she managed not to meet anyone as she hurried to room 2B on the second floor, and knocked on the door.12

Mark, answered the door, swept her into a passionate kiss-leaving her breathless, dizzy, and weak in the knees.13

She noticed that “Hi Jackie” had been written on the wall across the breeze way and thought, “How sweet of him.”14

Still hugging her tightly, Mark said, “Oh Jackie, I’m so glad you sent that note, I’ve missed you terribly, and can’t wait to make love to you for as long as you can stay.”15

As her eyes widened in confusion, she said, “I sent the note? I got the note from you to meet you here tonight. Why did you pick such a dump to meet in?”16

“I didn’t send you a note, and I thought it was odd that you would choose to meet here but I imagined you had your reasons,” He said.17

As they heard the first explosion, Jackie suddenly remembered that Alf wasn’t in construction.18

He was in demolition.19