My Lighthouse

Going to far

Auntie Sheila! Auntie Sheila, look! Millie came running up to Sheila with her little hands full of shelves, while Mark walked behind her with a loving look in his eyes. If ever something would happen to his brother and his wife, Mark had promised them to take care of Millie. And how well would he be in for filling that task, Sheila thought with love in her heart. Millie showed Sheila the beautiful shelves she had found together with Mark and Sheila promised her to make a beautiful wreath out of it, to hang on the door. Millie jumped up and down of excitement now Sheila more or less promised her to do more creative and nice things together with her. Although Millie loved her parents very much, she liked it even more to stay with Mark and Sheila because they always spoiled her with loads of attention and nice presents.

Mark watched the way Sheila admired Millie's shelves and how she hugged her as gratitude for all the effort Millie had put into it. They looked at each other, while Sheila was holding Millie tight and her heart immediately responded to the way his eyes drowned into hers. It had been a lovely day and she loved the feeling of being a normal family spending a day with their child, but along the way her body started to long for Mark's embrace more and more. Knowing her that well, Mark started to feel the same way about her too. To cool down his head as well as his body, he asked Millie to join him to walk toward the sea and while he lifted her up to put her on his shoulders, Sheila smiled sensually and looked at him from head to toe. Mark shook his head and without a sound he moved his lips and said "witch" and then he mumbled, "I will get you for this" and walked into the cold water of the sea.

As much as the tension was sensible at the beach already, it got much worse during eating pancakes. Mark was so glad Millie was to little to understand. The way he felt now, he even wanted to take her to the restroom and put her against the wall there. Sheila was teasing him terribly and the worst thing was, he enjoyed it to the fullest. He had already texted his mother that Sheila was tired of the whole day and they would be sleeping at home. He didn't care if she believed it or not. It sounded plausible for him and Millie and that was important enough.

Sheila put some more sirup and marmalade on her pancake and when she tried to eat it, her fingers got all slippery and sticky. While looking at Mark she sensually licked her fingers one by one. Mark turned his head away from her, while biting his lip and grinning of what his wife was trying to insinuate in a public establishment. Because Mark was that well known here, they had asked for a table in the corner of the restaurant, hoping no one would notice who they were.
Mark looked at Millie who tastefully eat her pancakes while meanwhile she colored a nice drawing of a mummy and daddy with their child on the beach. He smiled brightly, Millie had enjoyed her day, that was for sure.

Suddenly he felt a foot slowly running up his leg and looked at the other side of the table. "You have to be kidding me", Mark smirked, but shortly closed his eyes when she carefully pushed against his manliness. He took her foot in his hand and gently stroke her leg. Their eyes were glued to each other and the passion was going wildly back and forth between them. "I have missed you", Sheila said softly and her eyes promised him so much, to make up for this feeling of missing him. "I have missed you to uncle Mark" Millie said with the cutest smile on her face and Mark grinned because of the funny situation they were in. His body and soul longed passionately for Sheila, but here they were, eating pancakes with his cute little niece who didn't had a clue of the sexual tension between her aunt and uncle and Mark was very glad she hadn't.

Sheila hold her head slightly sidewards, while she liked the marmalade of her fingers and Mark's thighs were on fire because of it. He pulled her leg more towards him and with his large arm he could touch her leg halfway up. He pushed his fingertips in her skin and stroke her leg firmly, which almost made Sheila moan for more. "What you can do, I can do better" Mark said on a tone of voice as if he was having a complete normal conversation about the weather. "Well, I have had enough" Sheila said all of a sudden and pulled her leg away from him, while she stroke her tummy as if she had eaten enough . Mark wished he could laugh out loud, because if he could have he would have done so for sure. Her body was shivering of desire and Mark was looking forward to her revenge. Sheila quickly stroke with her finger between her breasts and showed him the sweat she got on her skin. Mark thought he was losing his mind. How much he wanted to lick the sweat away from her. Or even better! Let her sweat some more. He threw his napkin on the table and said, "okay I will pay the bill and then we go home." "Yes please", Sheila said sweetly. "I am so tired."

Marie had asked them in for a drink and after everything they had done for Sheila, they decided they couldn't refuse. Millie already slept in the car on their way home and with his niece in his arms he brought her to bed while Sheila packed her things together to go home again. They both looked at the sleeping little girl when Sheila felt Mark's hand strangle with hers. "I hope our child will be just as adorable as she is" he whispered. Sheila closed the door and looked into his eyes, "she or he most be with such an adorable loving dad as you". Her hand slowly caressed his face and stroke his beautiful well-shaped lips. "I want you so badly", she whispered while she came close. They could both feel the warmth of their breath mixing up with each other. The tension was touchable and their hearts were beating wildly, throughout both their bodies. With her tongue she licked his lips and Mark closed his eyes, trying to focus to stay calm. Sheila pushed her body against his and torturing slowly she rubbed his bottom and pushed it against her longing body. "Sheila stop this", Mark moaned panting and his legs trembled of retarded desire. Okay I will, but please finish your drink as soon as possible and she sensually stroke her hand over his hard manliness. "You fucking bitch", he moaned almost quietly and grabbed her by her hair, pulled her head slightly backwards and kissed her passionately. Almost breathless he suddenly let her go again. Come on let's get a drink and he turned around to walk down the stairs. Leaving Sheila behind all turned on and out of breath of desire for him.

More than two hours later they finally sat in the car on their way home. It had been a very pleasant evening and after a few drinks Sheila realized, Mark's parents needed their time with him too. She would get her part of him anyway, but sometimes Sheila forgot how little Mark saw his parents actually. He told all kinds of stories about the tour and after a while Sheila didn't think of the reason why they wanted to go home quickly anymore. To be honest, she did got tired of the whole day. When her eyes got heavy after two hours of listening and talking, Mark called it a day. "I have to get this pregnant woman into bed", he smiled and they both thanked his parents for everything and wished them a good night sleep.

Sheila lay with her head against the back of the seat with her eyes closed, while Mark drove the car easily back home. He could drive this route with his eyes closed, so often he had followed this road. In good and in bad times, he thought to himself. Finally it felt like a very good time and he put his hand on Sheila's knee. "Ready to go home again, sweetie?" He asked and meant something else than Sheila thought he did. "It was an energetic day Mark".  "I am afraid I will go to sleep when we're home". Mark laughed softly. "I meant something else, but we'll see about that won't we?" He gently stroke up to the inside of her leg and Sheila immediately felt her body respond. "No, I am really tired", she moaned softly and bit her lower lip when his fingers glide under her skirt, massaging the sensitive skin between her legs. There was only the fabric of her G-string between his fingers and her naked skin. Only the thought of that turned her on already. Tired huh? Mark asked with a teasing tone of voice and while he steered the car towards their home, his finger shortly glide between her G-string and touched the warm wet skin of her soft spot. As quick as he touched her, as quick he had both hands of the steering wheel again. He heard her irregular breathing and said teasingly, "well good night than sweetheart."

Mark turned the key around when he felt Sheila's body against his back and her hands sensually stroking his chest. He opened the door and took away her hands from his chest. "No you are tired." "You wanted to go to bed", he teased her and closed the door behind her. "Don't torture a pregnant woman", Sheila warned him and tried to pull him close again. Though Mark liked this game and again he took away her hands of him and asked, like there was nothing going on, "Something to drink then sweetie?" Though this time he turned his head and looked at her and saw a sad expression on her face. He had gone to far without realizing that and he felt a sting in his stomach. Hurting her was the last thing he wanted to do. He saw Sheila staring outside and as hypnotized she walked toward the window and put her hand on the cold glass. "Still I am sure, I saw him standing there", she whispered. Mark hated himself for destroying the excitement between them and realized he just threw his chance of a romantic evening out of the window......