Family Secrets: The Blindfold Part 1

PART 1: The Blindfold

The taxi drives down Rue du Lombard and shortly turns on Rue de l’Amigo where it stops at the Rocco Forte Hotel Amigo in Brussels. The door opens as a brisk, cold wind briefly lifts the stylish black skirt of the woman stepping out in her fashionable heels and sheer black stockings. Thankfully she prepared for the winter weather in Belgium wearing her black Alba cashmere coat. Still, she pulls the belt tighter for warmth as she waits for the driver to get her suitcase and extend the handle. With a polite nod, her red leather gloved hand grasps the handle and begins pulling her possessions behind her as her high heels, red also, lead the way into the hotel lobby.

Minutes later, Evelyn watches the shiny, brass doors of the elevator close, and her upward glance catches the numbers, also red, change till her floor is reached.

After a soft ding, the doors silently glide open, and she follows the porter down the carpeted hallway to her room.

Three minutes later, and Evelyn is sitting on the fine upholstered couch, feet under her body getting warm and sipping some champagne. She reaches over for the bottle on the side table and reads the label: Armand de Brignac. Another sip. Umm, French. And expensive. And as expected.

Her phone rings and she taps the screen to answer.

“Bonjour, Jules. Yes, I just arrived at the hotel. No, I’m in my room. Number… 726. Oh, is that what you want to do? Um, you’re a naughty boy, Jules. Yes, I can do that. Adieu.”
Evelyn taps the phone to disconnect the call. The blank screen reflects a nice smile. She purses her lips and decides to get ready for her associate. And current lover. Jules. Such a bad boy! And so French! Umm!!

Walking over to the mirror, Evelyn studies her reflection. Black raven hair, thick and wavy, frame her wrinkle-free face with a smooth forehead, round cheeks, and a small pointy nose. Irresistible blue eyes, like sapphires, sparkle with radiance. Not bad for a woman of 38. Evelyn smiles and has one of those moments where you take stock of your life decisions…

She had married v*e*r*y y*o*u*n*g, only 19, and had her first c*h*i*l*d, Kylie. Her second c*h*i*l*d, Noah, was born three years later. All this while she attended college and earned her undergraduate degree. Then on to law school. After law school the family moved to D.C. where she acquired indispensable diplomatic skills within the political landscape representing lobbyist groups and several senators, but she never enjoyed the constant name-calling and bickering between the political parties.

In those few short years which seemed like a decade, she was unhappy at work and at home. And in the blink of an eye, she found herself single, she never loved her husband and they only married because she was pregnant and looking for a new job. And just like that, another blink of an eye, she found what she was looking for, a prestigious international law firm.

One of the added incentives, along with a lucrative salary, was the opportunity to travel abroad. By then, her second *****, Noah, was entering high school. Her daughter, Kylie, was a senior and, like herself, was fully capable at that age of acting responsibly and taking care of her younger brother. And the house. The big house her attorney salary could easily afford.

Evelyn winks at herself in the mirror and begins to undress. She had already slipped out of her high heels the moment the porter left her room and had thrown her Massimo Alba cashmere coat over one of the chairs. Now she picked it up and found the proper place for such an expensive coat, on a hangar in the closet. “Respect your property,” her mom would say.

After unzipping her skirt and unbuttoning her blouse, Evelyn stood in her black nylon stockings and simple (but comfortable) white bra and underwear. She walked over to her suitcase to look for what Jules had personally selected: a sexy ensemble piece!

Jules… they had many conversations over the phone the last two months when she was still in the states doing research for their current litigation. First, it was all business, but it quickly turned sensuous and arousing once Jules found out she was divorced. Make that, single. Meow.

When the firm needed Evelyn in Brussels where Jules worked, he sent a package to her home address that she put in her suitcase, unopened. She wanted to be surprised.

Evelyn loves surprises!

Now her delicate hands rip open the shipping package and bring forth the first item, a black garter belt with lace and a cute red bow. Okay, this seems… not unusual. She reaches in for the next item, a sexy black bra. Okay… this seems… she holds it up and… the light from the room shines right through it! A risqué mesh bra with two little red bows where her… nipples would be!

Evelyn smiles. This is getting interesting…

One last item in the package. She pulls it out and turns it over several times, black panties. Also mesh to complete the lingerie set. Okay… nothing outrageous.

And with that thought, Evelyn pulls her white panties off and steps into the new ones Jules bought for her.

Walking over to the mirror, her hands adjust the waistband till they feel right, turning to see the mesh covering her round butt cheeks and turning around again to see the mesh covering her pubic hair and her…

Evelyn’s left hand moves up over her mouth, “Oh my god,” she whispers between her fingers, “They’re crotchless!!”

Her right hand traces the red stitching that encircles her vaginal opening. And her pussy lips are exposed!

“Jules… you naughty, naughty boy!” she whispers again to herself in the mirror.

Her eyes observe, with some resignation, how funny her labia look surrounded by the red thread and… sticking out! Way out! She even tries, rather foolishly, trying to hide her sensitive labia under the mesh material, but Evelyn laughs and gives up after a few tries.

Still standing in front of the mirror, her hands move behind her back to unhook the white bra. When her hands slide the straps off her shoulders, the bra lands on the floor and she now looks at her one body part that most closely matches her age: her breasts.

They are nice and full with large pink areolas, but over time, they have lost their firmness. And now they just… hang there.

A knock on her hotel room door interrupts her depressive thoughts.

“Jules!” she whispers.

Evelyn quickly grabs her nightgown, a black sheer number and frantically covers her half-naked body, making sure her ample breasts are hidden, and ties the belt as she runs to the door.

“Jules?” she softly asks.

“Oui,” he responds.

She unlocks the door and steps away from the entrance.

“Come in.”

The door opens and he stands in the hallway staring with a bemused expression. It quickly changes to amused.

“Oh, come in, Jules!” she repeats, holding her sheer nightgown tighter.

Jules enters and closes the door.

“I’m not ready yet!” Evelyn explains as she turns and retreats into the room.

Jules enjoys the view. The black nightgown hides almost nothing. And he was pretty sure she was topless.

Having collected the rest of the lingerie, Evelyn enters the bathroom and closes the door.

“May I have some champagne?” Jules asks.

“Yes!”

After a few minutes, Evelyn opens the bathroom door and walks around the couch where Jules is sitting holding a crystal flute full of champagne. She slowly walks in front of him and then stops, turning around for his enjoyment. Then she unties the nightgown to let it fall open and provide a close-up view of the naughty lingerie. She bends a knee, placing her hands on her hips.

“Do you like what you see?”

Jules lets out a low whistle, “You’re sexier than the model I viewed online to buy the lingerie.”

“Oh, please,” Evelyn blushes.

“No, no, tis true. Sit down next to me.”

And Evelyn joins him on the soft comfortable couch. She raises her glass to his and they share a toast. He politely asks about her trip over, and they talk about Belgian cuisine and what was recently on the news. But soon she wants him to touch her. And how does he control himself??? She’s practically naked!

They finish their second glass of Armand de Brignac and Evelyn makes her move. Leaning over, she kisses him with obvious intentions. Her tongue pushes inside to find his. He pushes back.

“I do like what I see. Are you surprised what I bought you?” he asks.

“No,” Evelyn quickly answers, then, “yes… I don’t know,” she covers her face.

He pulls her hands down to stare into her brilliant blue eyes.

“I wonder if your nipples are hard under those tiny red bows?”

“They are,” Evelyn answers and kisses him deeply, their arms around each other.

More silly banter. More kisses. More champagne… but the bottle is empty.

“Order another. The firm can afford it,” Jules reminds her.

Room service promptly brings another chilled Armand de Brignac. Jules pops it and makes Evelyn stop the flow with her mouth. She can’t wait to put something else in her mouth. But they drink some more. Talk some more. Her hands can’t stop touching him. Everywhere. He enjoys this, even with his clothes on. How can he keep his hands off her?? Wearing this erotic sexy lingerie!!

“Ah, your eyes are full of lust, non?” he asks.

“Oui,” she answers.

“Then go to your room! And wait!” Jules orders her.

Evelyn stands and lets her nightgown drop. He looks up at her voluptuous body. The mesh bra and panties inviting him to touch. She waits. He points to the bedroom. And she walks into it.

Now Jules enters the bathroom to prepare.

Evelyn turns off the bedroom lamps and lights the candles. Romantic atmosphere. She sits on the bed. And takes a few deep breaths.

Jules appears in the doorway and closes the door. She smiles at his shiny red boxers. Hmm, no bulge. Does he have a petite member?

He walks up to the bed with something in his hand.

A blindfold…

“Put this on,” he instructs.

She takes it from his hand, and he reaches around to lift her thick raven hair. She ties the blindfold around her eyes.

“Sit back.”

She does and he grabs her wrists and pulls her body up till her head rests on the pillow. His hands now unfasten the garter belt clips and he expertly rolls each stocking down over her knees and off her feet. She lets him tie her wrists to the bedposts.

“Jules!” she utters under her breath, “You’re a bad boy!”

“Shhh!”

Silence as she feels his hands exploring her body. His fingers linger over her navel.

“I can take you to a piercing parlor. You would look sexy with a jewel piercing here,” as his index finger pushes into her navel.

“You’re saying it would make me look younger?”

“Shhh!! Beauty is ageless,” Jules states sincerely and kisses her abdomen and ribs, moving up higher.

“How young are you?” she asks.

“Shhh!!! Years are not important.”

He must be ten years her junior, Evelyn thinks. But his actions indicate he desires her.
Now his hands roughly pull down on her bra cups exposing her swollen breasts.

“Yes, ravish me!” Evelyn shouts.

He fulfills her wish by encircling the base of her left breast with both his hands causing her nipple to point straight up and into his open mouth. He spends time sucking on it till she moans with pleasure and then bites it till she screams with laughter. He repeats this sequence with her right breast. They are so big and ripe.

When he’s finished, he studies her red swollen nipples.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“Stroking myself,” he replies.

“Please, let me do that,” she pleads.

“Ah, but your hands are tied,” he teases.

“Then let me use my mouth,” she urges him.

Her hands struggle against her black stockings tied to the bedposts.

Jules removes his boxers and uses his right hand to lift her head. He watches her red lips approach his erection.

Evelyn knows she is about to get what she has wanted since the first time they talked on the phone! His stiff member pushes inside her mouth. Her tongue explores. He’s uncircumcised! Umm, a first for her!

She presses her lips tighter to reveal his glans and begins sucking. Jules groans with pleasure and continues to push his cock further inside her mouth. Evelyn notices her lips sliding over more and more of his shaft. Fuck, he must have a big one!

“It seems you’re very experienced in pleasing a man, Evelyn,” he teases her.

Evelyn answers by vigorously bobbing her head up and down his long shaft. Jules removes his hand from the back of her head and places both of them on his hips and watches this amazing woman display her oral skills.

Within minutes he reaches his threshold and pulls out.

Evelyn protests, “Please, let me suck you off!”

“Patience, my sweet mademoiselle.”

The mattress moves and Evelyn feels his member inside her vagina!!

“Ohhh, yes!! Fuck me, you naughty boy!!!” Evelyn screams with ecstasy.

Jules follows her orders and thrusts his hips pushing his stiff erection in and out. With his elbows locked, he keeps his weight off her body. Her beautiful body. Below him. He watches her heaving chest; her full breasts move up and down like waves on the ocean. And sometimes they fall to her sides. Her cute navel. Her sweaty body. It all calls to him.

He lowers himself onto her, still thrusting his hard member deep into her wet pussy. And his mouth kisses her neck, shoulders, chest.

“Yes, baby… oh, yes…” Evelyn whispers with pure contentment. Meow.

This rhythm is maintained for almost fifteen minutes, and again Jules pulls out when he senses his threshold approaching.

This time Evelyn remains quiet. Except for the sound of her breathing. Deep. Lifting her beautiful breasts with each inhale.

Jules moves up and lifts her head again.

“Taste yourself,” he instructs.

She sticks her tongue out and makes contact with his shaft covered in her juices.

“Umm, I never knew I tasted so good!” she laughs.

“Oh, let me be the judge!” Jules responds and moves between her legs.

And Evelyn now enjoys his tongue roaming over her crotchless panties and pushing inside her vagina and then out and over her puffy labia and then back inside to taste her sweet nectar. Soon she arches her back and bends her knees letting the orgasm wash over her body. Pure bliss.

Jules caresses her body giving her loving kisses before he removes the blindfold. He watches her blue eyes search for his manhood. He gets up on his knees and presents it.
“I’ve never done it with an uncircumcised man before,” she confesses.

“Well, never too old to learn,” he laughs.

“Well, maybe I can have some more practice time,” she giggles.

And Evelyn moves her head to take him in again. His soft penis quickly becomes hard between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. She begins sucking him with renewed passion.

“Mon Dieu!!! Evelyn I’m going to cum.”

“Show me,” she insists.

Jules complies by gripping his hardon and pulling with intent. He speeds up just as the first stream of jizz lands on her breasts. A few more tugs and he finishes his load covering her chest and dribbling a few drops on her stomach.

He uses his remaining strength to untie her wrists and they cuddle.

Slow hand movements. Soft whispers of joy and happiness.

And one question.

“Did you like the blindfold?”

The blindfold…


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