Tina Carson Ch. 08

"So what distances are we talking then Lucas?" Tina asked.

"Well it's about three miles to the hut, so six miles in total if you retrace the route, or if you go down the other way and follow the river, you're looking at nearer nine miles," he replied.

"Right, that's lovely," Tina said brightly, "that's very helpful, thanks Lucas."

As she walked away, Sid came through from the office behind reception.

"Was that Mrs Carson, Lucas?" he asked. "What did she want?"

"Yes it was," Lucas answered, "I was just explaining the walk to the old refuge hut and the options she has when she gets there."

"Ah, I see," Sid replied, walking away with a slight smile beginning to form on his lips.

Tina went back to her room to get changed. It was a fairly pleasant day so she decided to wear a pair of shorts with a tee shirt. She was a novice walker but she knew enough to be responsible so also packed a sweatshirt and waterproofs into her small backpack before she set off. Sadly her inexperience showed when she badly underestimated the amount of water needed to keep herself properly hydrated taking only a small bottle of water. It was never going to be enough.

It was a fairly easy walk with not too many steep inclines although the path did climb steadily uphill through the woods. After more than a few rest stops to view the spectacular scenery and to take on fluids, Tina finally spied the refuge hut through the trees.

As she approached the hut she sensed that someone else was already inside.

"Hello, is there someone in there," she called out nervously as she walked very slowly towards the hut.

Reaching the open door, she peeked inside to see a man with his back to her, sat on a blanket and unpacking a picnic basket.

"Hello," she said tentatively.

The man spun around.

"Sid!" she exclaimed, "what the hell are you doing here?"

"Oh hello, what a surprise; seeing you," Sid said lightly.

"So, what ARE you doing here then Sid?" Tina replied angrily.

"I walk these hills a lot," Sid answered, a hurt expression etched on his face, "and if you must know, this particular route happens to be one of my favourites."

"So you've not deliberately followed me then?" Tina asked suspiciously.

"Good grief, no," Sid said indignantly. "You really do have a high opinion of yourself, don't you?"

Tina scowled back at him. He ignored the look.

"Anyway, seeing as you're here now would you like something to eat and drink, I've realised that I've brought too much just for me and I don't fancy carrying it back again," he added.

Tina hesitated before agreeing, she had forgotten to bring any food with her and her small water bottle was already empty.

"Come, sit down," Sid offered, handing her a plate with some sandwiches and a couple of sausage rolls.

"Drink?" he asked offering her a cup, which she took.

"This is wine," she spluttered having taken a large mouthful.

"Of course," Sid said, I always have some wine with my picnic, don't you?"

Tina couldn't help but giggle at the absurdity of that comment, before raising her cup once more and taking another drink.

"It's very nice wine," she told Sid as she tucked into one of the sausage rolls.

As she sat in front of Sid, he took the opportunity to look her over and he liked what he saw.

Tina's tee shirt was pulled tightly over her chest, showing her large breasts to perfection. He could quite clearly see the lacy detail of her bra beneath.

His eyes wandered down to her bare, smooth skinned legs, especially her thighs which were completely exposed due to her shorts having pulled up high into her crotch. As he looked at the vee at the top of her legs, he slowly licked his lips.

He was suddenly aware that Tina was talking to him and quickly lifted his head.

"What?" he said weakly.

"I said, how long has this hut been here?" she asked.

"I'm not sure, I think about eighty years or so; here have some more," he mumbled as he reached over and sloshed some more wine into her cup.

Being thirsty, Tina hadn't realised that she had drunk two cups of wine in a very short space of time and it suddenly hit her when she quickly turned her head to look at something.

"Whoa," she slurred, sucking in her breath, "bit of room spin there."

"Seriously?" Sid was astonished, "so quickly?"

"What?" Tina replied. "Nooo...what are you doing..."

She looked down. Sid had given in to the strong temptation to fondle her and had reached across and placed a hand on her left breast. She seemed mesmerised by his actions as he cupped and groped it, making no attempt to remove it.

"Very nice," he murmured, "maybe you should lie down." He put his left arm around her shoulders and pulled her down quickly onto her back on the blanket.

"No, Sid, no, please, can't you just leave me alone?" she pleaded as she offered little or no physical resistance.

"No, not really..."

"But I really don't want this ..."

Sid looked into her eyes. They were brimming with tears and he could see the hurt in them. He started to chuckle. She started to struggle to sit up.

"You really crack me up Tina," he said still laughing, "I know you don't want this and THAT'S what makes it all the better. But if you don't want me to fuck you anymore, you can go."

She looked at him sideways, unsure if he was serious. "That's it? I can leave?"

"Sure ... " Sid oozed, "but I'll be having a little chat with your husband when he gets back from golf!"

"You really are a bastard," she breathed heavily as he leaned over and kissed her. Tina surprised herself by kissing him back. His right hand closed around her left breast, squeezing and groping as he explored every inch and as he did she moaned and opened her legs.

The invitation was clear to Sid who obliged by sliding his hand down into the vee at the top of her thighs and rubbed his fingertips up and down. Tina opened her legs wider as her arousal grew. She couldn't understand why or how she had got so turned on so quickly.

"No Sid ... please no ..." It was a token resistance at best and deep down she knew it was already far too late.

Sid ignored her feeble pleas and fumbled as he undid the button to her shorts before he slid the zip down. Tina helped by jiggling her ass slightly to help release the tight fabric of her shorts allowing Sid to slip his fingers inside.

He was amazed when he found her pussy was already wet from her juices and as he worked his fingers deeper into her shorts, so Tina lifted her ass to give him better access. She began to moan into Sid's mouth as his fingertips rubbed along her slit. He could feel her pussy expand and contract with his touch and he knew her pussy lips were puffy and engorged with lust as he felt the heat build between her thighs.

Removing his hand briefly, he pushed her tee shirt up over her boobs and pulling them free of her bra he massaged them before rolling her erect nipples between his fingers and thumbs extracting a series of small gasps from her. He played with them for a while before he moved his attention back to her shorts. He tugged them over her hips and down her legs. She lifted her ass up to help him before settling back down. Her legs fell open, wider apart. Her pussy was his.

"You really are a slut," Sid said, smiling as he gazed down at his prize.

Tina grimaced but did not reply.

Sid was entranced as he lowered himself down and lay between her thighs. He settled himself into a comfortable position and then licked her pussy through her sopping wet thong. One long, slow deliberate slurp.

"Oooohhhh ..." Tina reacted, her legs began to twitch. She spread her legs wider and grasped hold of her breasts tugging at her swollen nipples. She sucked in breath through her clenched teeth and exhaled slowly. Her legs twitched again.

Pulling her thong to one side, Sid pushed his face into her mound, delighting in the smell of her sex. For a full five minutes he went to work on her, her body undulating as her hips moved in time to his urgent caresses, her legs now twitching ceaselessly. His tongue flicked out as he licked her pussy over and over from top to bottom with deep long strokes, before opening her pussy lips and delving inside, pushing his tongue into her soft, wet, pink hole.

"Ohhgggrr ... fuuucckk ..." Tina groaned as she bucked slightly. Sid brought all his mouth over her pussy and taking her pussy lips in his mouth, sucked hard.

"Ohhhnnnggrr ..." Tina screamed as she writhed under Sid who was struggling to keep his mouth on her pussy. "Mmmmnnnngg ..." she groaned loudly as he continued to suck whilst pushing his tongue inside her pussy over and over again. His hands returned to both her breasts, pushing hers impatiently aside, groping and squeezing them as he continued his assault on her pussy.

"Ooohh ... oohh ... mmmm ... uunnggghh ..." Tina wailed loudly as with a shudder she came to her orgasm, her body thrashing from side to side, her hands clamped firmly on Sid's head, pulling on what little hair he had left. The feeling was so intense that she instinctively clamped her legs together, squeezing Sid's head between her smooth skinned, shapely thighs.

As Sid continued to nibble at her pussy and clit, Tina opened her legs and grabbed his head pulling it off her.

"No, no I can't take any more, it's too ... it's too much ..." she breathed as the sensations in her body began to subside, "please you've got to stop."

Sid sat up, her juices trickling down his chin.

"I trust you enjoyed it," he smirked, knowing full well she had judging by the strength and intensity off her orgasm.

"It was okay," Tina replied as she struggled to sit up.

"What are you doing?" Sid queried as he unfastened his trousers and began to pull them down his legs. His cock popped out of his boxers as he lowered the waistband. It was already erect and leaking pre cum.

"I take it you're done?" she countered feistily, ignoring his cock which was pointing straight at her.

Sid laughed. "Not a chance duck! Lay back down and spread your legs for me ... there's a good girl!"

He pushed her back down and crawling up between her thighs offered his cock to her sopping wet pussy. He moved forward and he sank half his cock length inside her effortlessly. He paused and then went down deeper

"Eeessshhh ... ooohhh ..." Tina sucked in air between her teeth as she felt his cock stop at her cervix. "Fuck me ..." she said. It was a statement not a request.

Sid smiled. "Your wish is my command," he said, grinning sardonically from ear to ear. He drew back, paused and plunged back inside.

"Oh fuuucckk ..." Tina wailed as Sid hammered into her again and again. It was quick and it was intense. A minute later and Sid climaxed and pumped another large amount of his cum inside her pussy.

He clambered off and pulled his trousers back on. "Even when it's a quickie ... you're still an impressive fuck," he smiled.

Tina grimaced as she struggled up. She could feel Sid's gunk sliding down the insides of her thighs. She grabbed a tissue and wiped as much away as she could before she stuffed her large breasts back inside her skimpy bra. She stood on shaky legs as she pulled her shorts back up.

"Right then, I'm going, enjoy the rest of your walk," Sid said as he gathered up the picnic basket and blanket and exited the hut. Tina turned to pick up her backpack. it was then she heard a car engine start up and rushing out the hut was just in time to see Sid drive away in his Range Rover down a forest road.

"You bastard," she shouted after the departing truck as she realised that yet again, she'd been duped.

Chapter 10

When Tina finally made it back to the retreat and up safely into her suite she went for an extremely hot shower first making sure to wedge a chair against the door to deter any unwelcome visitors.

She felt so much better after her shower and as she laid out her outfit ready for the evening meal had relaxed enough that she was even humming a tune. As this was their last night at the retreat and feeling more than a little guilty over her unfaithfulness she had decided that she would go all out to please Jim.

When she had gone shopping the day before she had treated herself to yet anther cocktail dress and getting carried away had bought some fabulous new shoes to go with it. They had looked great in the shop but now, back in her room, she wasn't so sure, as with a six inch heel she didn't know if she would be able to stand up in them let alone walk.

Not bothering with a bra she pulled on her lacy thong followed by her suspender belt. Smoothing her sheer stockings over her legs she snapped the fasteners down. Stepping into her dress, she pulled it up and fastened it, adjusting her large firm breasts to show her impressive cleavage.

She brushed her hair until it shone, before applying her makeup, matching her lipstick to her already freshly varnished nails. Slipping on the 6" heel stilettos she stood before the mirror, turning from side to side to check everything looked okay.

She needn't have bothered, her body looked sensational. The extra height of her heels seemed to stretch her solid legs so they looked much slimmer and longer. They also served to arch her back slightly, which only pushed her ass out to look even rounder than usual and at the front gave her large breasts a curvier, sexier, even fuller shape.

Mmm, not too bad, she thought, a slight smile on her lips, I hope Jim appreciates this.

She practised walking in her heels for a few minutes, getting used to how her posture needed to be altered to stop her from falling over. Finally satisfied that she had mastered the technique she opened a bottle of wine and sat down to wait for Jim's return.

After half an hour, she flicked on the TV as boredom began to creep over her.

Another half hour went by and the bottle of wine was nearly empty before she finally heard the door latch lift and the door opened to reveal a deathly pale Jim.

"Jim, are you okay?" Tina asked, immediately concerned. She leapt up from her chair.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," an extremely sickly looking Jim replied as he staggered into the room.

Just as he went to sit down, he retched and ran into the bathroom closing the door behind him. Tina could hear him being violently sick.

When he finally reappeared through the door, he looked dreadful.

"I think you need a doctor," Tina said as she lifted the phone and dialled reception.

When the doctor arrived, Sid brought him up to the room. As the doctor went over to tend to Jim, Sid looked at Tina stood by the side of the bed. Her face was etched with concern as she nervously chewed on her bottom lip.

God she looks fucking amazing thought Sid, as he took in her new cocktail dress with the plunging neckline exposing her massive cleavage. He looked at her makeup and hair. Stunning. His eyes dropped down, the short hemline of her tight dress showcasing her magnificent legs with those ridiculously high heels ... wow!

"Thank you doctor for coming out so quickly," Tina said, as he stood to leave. She showed him to the door.

"Not a problem," he replied. "You'll need to keep a eye on him but he should be okay, it's only a mild dose of food poisoning, he'll be fine in the morning but he needs to be in bed until then."

"Yes, thanks doc," a concerned looking Sid said, snapping his eyes off Tina as he walked with him to the door. He lowered his voice. "So what do you think caused it, I mean was it something he ate recently or could it have been something from last night."

"In all likelihood it was something he ate today but you can't rule out anything he might have had late last night."

"Oh, I see ..." Sid replied. He was now more than a little concerned. He would have to investigate to make sure it wasn't anything from his restaurant that had caused Jim's sickness.

He walked back into the room to see Tina sat on the edge of the bed holding Jim's hand. The hem of her already short cocktail dress had ridden up her leg to expose a large amount of her shapely thighs and he could clearly see the top of her stockings and what looked like the clip to a suspender belt. His cock pulsed. Fuck me she's wearing stockings and suspenders. It was all he could do not to jump on her right then! He fought back the urge.

"I'll stay with you Jim," she was saying as Sid approached the bed.

"No, no, you have to eat," Jim croaked, "please go and eat, I'll be alright I just need to sleep."

"Jim's right, you need to eat," Sid said, "why don't you join me tonight as my guest. There won't be any charge, it's the least I can do under these circumstances."

Tina glared at Sid. "No, it doesn't matter, I'll get something later," she said before turning to her husband. "I should stay with you Jim."

"No, please go. I really need to sleep," Jim said.

"I insist," Sid added with a sly smile.

Tina looked at Jim before nervously lifting her head to Sid. She gave a resigned sigh. "Okay, I suppose so."

She turned to Jim. "If you're sure?"

"I'm sure," Jim said, "now go, so I can get some rest."

Chapter 11

Sid escorted Tina into the bar for a pre meal drink whilst their table was being prepared. Sitting on stools at the bar Sid was able to admire Tina's stocking clad legs as her dress had ridden up her curvaceous thighs again. Once more he could barely tear his eyes away from them. How he longed to have them wrapped around his neck again!

As he handed her a large vodka and tonic he glanced down at her chest where a considerable amount of flesh was exposed due to the low cut of her cocktail dress. Just amazing he thought as he watched her breasts move up and down as she breathed; just amazing.

Having ordered their food at the bar, they had time for another couple of drinks before being escorted to their table. Sid made his excuses and left her alone for a short time whilst he went to get changed.

Tina was amazed when he re-entered the bar wearing what appeared to be a very expensive Armani suit. He actually looked quite presentable for a change and much to her amazement she welcomed him back with a smile, subconsciously appreciative of his efforts.

When they finally went through into the restaurant, she saw Sid had arranged for them to be seated in a secluded area away from other diners. Very romantic she thought, perhaps too romantic? Her heart sank. She'd been clinging to the forlorn hope that perhaps Sid was going to be the perfect gentleman towards her tonight especially given Jim's predicament. Sadly that hope was now swept away as the crushing reality of what was going to happen later that evening came bubbling to the surface. First wined and dined and then she was to be the dessert! The thought made her shudder inside but she was suddenly conscious that she now felt a little dampness between her legs.

Tina enjoyed her meal more than she thought she would and found to her surprise that Sid was quite a good raconteur and had her in stitches when revealing some of the goings-on at the retreat. He left out the sordid tales of his conquests however!

Sid, for his part, made sure her wine glass was never empty, topping it up at regular intervals so Tina had no idea how much she had actually drunk. At one point it briefly crossed her mind she'd had quite a bit when she realised she was laughing hysterically at a joke told by a man she detested but as she took another drink from her glass that thought seemed to dissipate very quickly from her mind.

The background music that had been playing whilst they ate had now increased in volume and there were now a few couples taking to the dance floor. This wasn't a common occurrence at the retreat but a welcome one that night.

"Come on, let's dance," Sid said as he stood and offered Tina his hand. Swiveling around in her seat, she took his hand and stood up and let him lead her onto the dance floor.