The Balcony Above the Restaurant

I took advantage of an offer from the Credit Card company and booked us a stay at a 4 Star Hotel in Induruwa, Sri Lanka.

Though the Hotel wasn’t too far away, Friday evening traffic out of Colombo was going to be nightmare, so as soon as we were done with work we set off on our journey. My prediction was accurate and it took us about 2 hours to get to the destination.

We checked into our room around 7:30 PM. When we go to the room we decided to go down to the dinner buffet and have dinner as we were both starving. Both of us were in office attire; I was wearing a white shirt with black pants while my wife wore one of her figure hugging knee high sleeveless dresses, accompanied by a pair of 6 in heels with her hair tied up in a bun.

My wife touched up her lipstick and let her hair down while I washed my face and we then headed down to the restaurant for dinner.

Dinner was a lavish spread! And we filled ourselves to the brim. So much so that we had to wait a while before having desert.

We got back to your hotel room around 9:30 PM.

I sat down at the foot of the bed and took off my shoes while my wife went out onto the balcony. I looked over at the balcony and saw her stretching her arms. Her hair was fluttering in the strong see breeze.

I got up with the intention of joining her on the balcony; as I was at the door, my wife started to tie her hair up into a bun again. The light on the balcony wasn’t on, and very soft light from the room penetrated the transparent curtains on the balcony. I don’t know why, but watching my wife tie her hair up really turns me on.

I snuck up behind her, put my arms around her waist and hugged her. She leaned back on me and turned her head to her side and we kissed.

“I’m so full right now! Dinner was soo good!” she exhaled.

“Yeah! I loved the Lamb and Beef dishes!” I responded, while running my hands over her stomach.

“The fish was really tender too! But the Prawns and Cuttlefish was the best for me.”

“Oh yeah! I liked the Prawns too!” I replied.

“Shall we have a shower and get into bed?” she said while reaching up and touching my right cheek with her hand and kissed me on the left cheek.

I started kissing her on her neck.

I whispered in her ear, “Why don’t I help you get out of these clothes then?”

I hiked up her dress and ran my hands up along her thighs until I reached the waist band of her panty and pulled them down. She lifted her legs and assisted me to take them off as I got down on 1 knee; I threw her panties to a side, and bit her butt cheek before letting the dress fall back down.

“OW!” she yelped.

I grabbed the zipper on the back of her dress and pulled it down to her waist. I slipped my hands in from the opening and reached her shoulders and gave her a very short shoulder rub before slipping the top of her dress off her shoulders. The dress didn’t fall off because it was a good fit. She turned around to face me and I tugged on her dress as she wriggled out of it. Finally the dress was on the ground around her feet.

We kissed as I unclasped the strapless bra she was wearing and threw it in the same direction as her panties. She broke our kiss, and started to unbutton my shirt. She finished unbuttoning it and moved on to my belt, I took my shirt off. She reached in to my pants and grabbed my cock over my undies, and squeezed it. I returned the favor by squeezing her butt cheeks.

“Why don’t you suck me?” I asked.

“Mmm… I was thinking the same.. why don’t you sit there.”

She pointed at the her left, there was a L-shaped couch built into the balcony wall with soft mattress and pillows. With my pants around my ankles, I walked backwards like a prisoner in shackles and plopped down on the couch. My wife helped me out of my undies, and knelt down in-front of me between my legs and started playing with my cock; stroking it, sniffing it, kissing it and lapping it with her tongue like a puppy drinking water.

She then got down to business, I relaxed tilted my head back and enjoyed it. She knows exactly what I like. Deep throating me and licking the underside of my cock head when she needs to take a breather.

She kept going until I grabbed her hair and pulled her away from my cock saying, “I want to fuck you now!!”

“Yes, I’m so wet!” she replied, squeezing my cock hard and looking up at me. “Shall we go in?”

“No! I’m going to fuck you right here…” I said.

I helped her up and she sat down beside me, I hopped out of my pants and undies and hurried into the room to get a condom.

When I came back to the balcony, I could see my wife’s silhouette in the dim yellow light from the room. She sat sideways on the couch; she had taken off her shoes and had her bare feet curled up, looking out at the sea. I went up to her and knelt down at her feet. Opening up her legs I started kissing my way up along her left leg. She adjusted her position to face me and scooted her butt towards the edge of the couch.

“You haven’t eaten me out in a long time…” she said. I could feel the longing in her voice.

“I know…” I said and liked her along the length of her pussy lips; she was right, she was really wet!

“Mmmmmm…” she exhaled. Putting both her hands on my head, she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me towards her pussy.

I started licking her and playing with her clit with my tongue. I went on for a good 10 minutes as she ooh’d and aaah’d on the couch.

I stood up sat down beside her and put the condom on. She was resting her head on my shoulder while I fondled around with the condom in the dim light. When I was done, I reached over to caress her face and kissed her. She leaned in to the kiss and straddled me, holding my cock in her left hand and guiding it into her as she got into position.

Knotted up in a tight embrace we kissed as she moved her hips to get going. We broke our embrace as she got going and wanted more space to pounce on my cock.

“OH yes, Oh yes…” she moaned as she bounced up and down on my cock.

She stopped to catch her breath; My entire length throbbing inside her.

“Different position?” I suggested, my hands squeezing her buttocks.

“Yes…” she panted and got off me.

I stood up, and asked her to like down on the couch with her head towards the sea. I spread her legs, and rested her left leg on the head rest of the couch, and opened her up by holding her right ankle. I couldn’t enter her in that position because of the height. When I tried it stretched her too much and I was hurting her.

“Ow! OW!, I can’t stretch that much!” she squealed.

“Sorry!!” I apologized, “It’s too low..”.

“Put the pillows under me.” she replied.

I took the pillows and stacked them under her butt. The height was good and I was able to enter her, one knee on the couch and the other foot on the ground, I started with deep slow strokes.

“Ane darling” she pleaded, “This is uncomfortable… shall we try something else?”.

“Sure, Shall we go into the bedroom then?” I asked, as I helped her up.

“Doggy?” she asked.

“Oh yes!” I answered.

We didn’t have enough room on the couch to get in to traditional doggy style position. My wife balanced herself by holding on to the balcony railing, she had one knee on the couch, and the other on the ground, I placed myself behind her in a similar fashion, with the exception that I had my foot planted on the couch where her knee was. I was surprised that I was able to keep my erection going until we sorted out the logistics, but I did.

I entered her and started with slow deep strokes. As we settled into the position, I picked up the pace

“You like fucking me like this don’t you?” she asked; her voice breaking each time I rammed into her.

“YES!” I responded, slapping her butt cheek. “I love it, I love making you my bitch!”.

“Oh yes, make me your bitch!” she moaned. “aah! aah!!, aaah!! Fuck me!!”

I picked up the pace! Pounding her hard and fast!

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

“Fuck me!!”

“Yes!”

“OH MY GOD! Yes!” she moaned.

I kept going till I came…

We rested for a while on the couch locked in a tight embrace enjoying the cold sea breeze. Then we took a shower together and went to bed.

The Next Morning.

I usually wake up early in the morning, even on holidays. So as usual I got up, fished out a pair of shorts from the luggage along with my laptop and went onto the balcony.

My wife’s dress was still on the ground where she dropped it.

When I went over to the couch to find a place to sit, I found my wife’s panties and bra crumpled up with the pillows that we moved around.

About an hour later my wife joined me on the balcony wearing just a loose fitting night shirt; I could clearly see her hard nipples pressing against the fabric.

She said good morning, and went to the railing of the balcony to soak in the view. Since this was the first time we got to check out the view during day time, she walked along the railing while looking around. When she got to the couch, she knelt on it and looked out.

“OMG!!” she jumped.

“What is it?” I asked, looking up at her from my laptop.

“Were right on top of the restaurant where we had dinner last night!” she answered.

I went over and joined her. We both looked down and she was right, we were just above the outside sitting area of the restaurant.