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I take a walk on the beach toward sunset. I’ve missed the spectacular light and color show the sun puts on every night out here as it dips behind the ocean. Maybe that’s what all these blue bloods pay the big bucks for, to be closer to the sky. I walk down the dunes differently now that I own them. I make my way East, shoes in hand, waves lapping over my bare feet and sometimes dampening the fabric of my rolled khakis. I changed into a while linen shirt and casual pants, but I kept Kat’s black lace panties in my pocket just to be close to them.
My walk brings me past the Dunnings and the Ginsberg’s, the Oppenheimer’s estate, and the Levi’s. When I recognize the Lind’s mid-century modern palace, I move from the shore right up through the dunes, wondering if this is where Kat lives now with her piece of shit husband. My affinity for Eddie Lind has fallen to a zero and the respect I once had for him is non-existent since I saw him put his hands on the woman I love.
The estate is inhabited, and I open the wooden gate of their beach boardwalk and make my way inside the grounds. No alarm system, no obvious cameras—these sheltered upper echelons put too much trust in their neighbors.
I walk right up to the house and the big picture windows glow with warm yellow light in the dusk. I spot Kat framed in an upstairs bay window looking out at the sunset, a long white transparent dress covering her gorgeous full body. She looks wistful and pensive and moves her hand gently up the frame. I stand in plain view by a garden gazebo. The grounds are lit by significant outdoor lighting, so there’s no doubt in my mind that if she looks my way, she’ll see me.
I take her panties out of my pocket and clench them in my fist, bring them to my nose, and indulge in another deep sniff. I lick the crotch of the panties, and my cock surges, impossibly hard in my pants.
I could come just looking at her in the window, imagining tasting her succulent flesh. I wonder if she longs for me as badly as I do her. I watch her intently, desperation and anger warring in my bloodstream. Kat is mine. I’ve got half a mind to storm into this house and strangle Eddie with the panties in my hand. Fuck his wife hard next to his purple and very dead body. Make her come and cry my name as he takes his last breath.
Just when I think I might turn and leave, run from the storm of feelings making me breathe fire, her eyes lock with mine. She sees me. I can’t make out her expression, but she doesn’t move away, doesn’t call for her husband to tell him there’s an intruder in their midst. I’m about to walk away when she lets her slip fall from her shoulder and the entire night dress slips off her body, revealing her naked curves to me. She knows it’s me. She wants me to see her.
I unzip my ocean-battered pants and unleash my throbbing cock, her panties wrapped around my fist as I stroke my massive erection that only responds to her. Her hands roam down her body, and she toys with her full tits until the nipples are erect and straining. Jesus Christ, her body is fucking hot, sin incarnate, a diamond in a sea of cubic zirconia. I’m rock hard, steel in my grip with precum leaking from the head. I glide her panties up and down the length of my dick, picturing her kneeling in front of me, ruby lips wet, mouth open, begging me to let her suck.
I imagine her laying down for me on her marital bed, thick legs spread, her body shaking with lust as my tongue dips in her sweet cunt, tasting her honey, devouring her sex like it’s my last damn meal, sucking and licking until she can’t take anymore. Kat’s so fucking beautiful. The prettiest damn girl in the world.
I move her panties up and down my cock, jerking myself, picturing her warm, sweet mouth around my dick, her full lips spread from my girth.
On the beach, I wanted to force my cock into her pretty mouth. Hear her gag, force her to take me in her mouth as I pulled her hair and fucked her face like it was her pussy. I wanted to be rough with her, watch the tears roll down her face as she choked on my erection. I craved hearing her beg me to stop. I wouldn’t stop, though. I’d ram into her sweet mouth, hitting the back of her throat, owning her, making her my whore and my queen. It didn’t matter which as long as she was mine.
