Eli Smith

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crookhands:

she couldn’t see the fun in having sex with a woman outside of marriage without getting to talk about it, but malcolm wasn’t about to argue — not when she was close to getting exactly what she wanted. “sure,” she replied simply, the smile that donned her lips momentarily innocent. she lifted a hand to draw an ‘x’ on her chest, as if crossing her heart to promise, before allowing her lithe digits to drag down the center of her chest. with her foot being shifted, malcolm pressed against eli’s crotch as much as his guiding hand on her ankle would allow, giving a slow roll while she hummed. mischief ignited in her eyes once again at his words, huffing a quick laugh of her own. “i do have some self-control,” she boasted, toes curling into the fabric of his pants. “but if it’d just been you and me? us, alone, sitting at a booth in some shit diner… i would’ve slid under the table for a taste.”

Eli nodded, glad that the female seemed to understand that what happened between them stayed between them. He couldn’t help but smirk as she drew an ‘x’ on her chest, though his view of her stopped as her foot pressed against his crotch, the pleasureable pressure causing his eyes to close. He let out a chuckling groan as she mentioned self control, he let her ankle drop from his grasp. “Well, it’s just you and me right now. Alone. And you’re more than welcome to taste.” His hands unbuttoned his pants, and pushed them down, stepping out of them, leaving just his boxers covering his lengthy manhood.

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crookhands:

malcolm had to admit that she was surprised by the sort of arrangement eli had with his wife. truthfully, it sounded like the solution to dozens of unhappy marriages out there, but she’d learned from firsthand meddling that not so many people were quite as open-minded. “does your wife always pick out the girls you fuck?” she asked, expression neutrally curious while her tone gave away her provokingly teasing nature. “do you ever tell her about them later? describe our pussies, but tell her that hers tastes so much better?” her smirk had returned and malcolm laid back at his urging, gaze beginning to wander over his bared chest. with her legs spread and raised, her ankles caught in eli’s grasp, she let her arms stretch above her head, resting languidly for the time being, almost as if she was posed for his benefit. “call me mal,” she requesting finally, humming softly. “and let me see you. all of you. i got a nice little feel during dinner, but fantasizing won’t cut it for me.”

Eli chuckled a little. “My wife makes suggestions for me. And I make suggestions to her. As long as she agrees, I can have anyone I wish,” he explained to her. “But what happens between you and I is going to stay between you and  I,” he said. “When you wake up tomorrow morning, and my wife has breakfast ready on the table for you, you’re going to act as though that door closed with me on the other side. Do you understand?” He wanted to make it clear to her that what happened in this room stayed in this room. As Mal told him what she wanted, he moved her right foot over his crotch to press against it. “I felt it. I’m surprised you didn’t try for more than just a feel.”

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crookhands:

“oh, really?” she continued, a teasing touch of curiosity lacing her tone as she tilted her head and watched while he rose to his feet again. “while you move onto even better holes, right?” malcolm listened to eli’s brief explanation of just what their spare bedroom was used for, instantly matching his grin. “a man who makes love to his wife and yet still has concubines… how paradoxical.” with her bare feet hooking behind his calves, malcolm pushed herself up from her elbows, bringing them closer together, but she still had to look up to meet eli’s gaze. she stared for a few stretched out seconds before pulling off her shirt to toss it aside, exposing her pale abdomen and small, perky breasts, nipples already pebbling with the sudden exposure.

“Holes indeed. Holes, plural,” he nodded, before grinning, letting the female know just what she’d be in for throughout this evening. Eli found himself being pulled closer to the girl and he tilted his head to the side. “My wife and I make love yes. But we don’t fuck. Not in the way you and I will be. She understands I have needs she doesn’t enjoy partaking in. She encourages me to fulfill them, with girls like you.” He watched the girl removing her top and exposing herself to him. He knew she hadn’t been wearing a bra. Her nipples throughout dinner had told him that. “Why do you think she encouraged me to pick you up this evening? It was never going to be just a lift into town. She knew what she was doing when she fed you, and offered a bed to you,” he said, before pulling his jumper over his head. After tossing it aside his hands moved down, fingers wrapping around the female’s ankles. He pulled her legs up gently, which forced her abdomen to lay back on the bed once again. “Tell me what you’d like, Malcolm.” 

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crookhands:

malcolm was surprised when he moved forward to kneel before her, but she was even more surprised when he pulled out a box from beneath the bed. tucking a few stray strands of hair behind her ears, she looked down at eli, her gaze focused on his hands until he finally presented what he’d been after — a ball gag. mal’s grin was sharp and wide, a bubble of laughter bursting from her lips. “it certainly would.” she looked like she was reaching for the toy, fingers almost touching the rubberized plastic before she continued on to touch eli’s face instead. her hand dipped from his cheekbone to curl her fingers, scraping through his stubble. “i’d been thinking about your cock stuffing my mouth, but i can do kinky.” malcolm stepped back just enough so she could sit on the edge of the mattress, leaning back onto her elbows with her jean clad legs spread. she stared down the length of her body to meet eli’s gaze again, smirking with a lift of her eyebrows. “so, is this a little playroom for you and your wife? or… just for you and easy hitchhikers?” mal certainly would keep talking, endlessly proposing more and more inappropriate questions.

Eli watched the smirk on the female’s lips, but wasn’t surprised when she laughed. He, of course, knew exactly what she’d been thinking of putting in her mouth. But the ball gag... “You might need it after you’re finished with my cock in that hole,” he whispered, still holding the gag as his hands fell to his side. As her legs spread his eyes fell to her covered crotch, wondering how she’d look without clothes on. “My wife and I don’t play, not like this. We make love. This room is for me and my... concubines,” he grinned, once again moving closer, till he was standing between the female’s open legs. 

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crookhands:

she was quick to follow his lead, her ever-vigilant gaze wandering the apartment once again until they’d reached the spare room. malcolm’s smirk returned in full force when she felt eli’s hand on her ass, humming low in reply. “don’t worry about that,” she began to reassure, tossing her long locks over her shoulder to glance towards the other. “i like things quiet sometimes.” she stepped forward to enter the room, letting his hand fall from her backside as she glanced around, stopping short of the bed to turn and face eli. she gestured to the side, eyebrows lifted. “is that the wall to your bedroom? where your wife is sleeping? you know, things would be even quieter in here if my mouth was full.”

Eli hummed quietly when the female mentioned liking things quiet. She’d need to be, if this was to go well tonight. He glanced at the wall she motioned to, and he smirked before taking a step inside the room, closing the door behind him. He made his way over to the bed, standing in front of her and looking down at the shorter woman. After a few seconds he moved down onto his knees, looking up at her, holding his gaze. He let it linger for more than a few seconds, before he reached under the bed and pulled out a small box. When he stood up, he held a ball gag in his hand, showing it to the female. “Would this help?”

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crookhands:

“sure,” she answered simply, her smirking smile not shrinking at all. mal was partial to being fucked over countertops, biting into the flesh of her own knuckles to stay quiet, but — it was his home. she could allow eli to call the shots for now. tossing the rag back into the sink, gaze never drifting from the older male, she asked, “show me the way?” as if she hadn’t already gotten a peek of the guest bedroom when his wife had first showed her around the apartment. 

Eli finally glanced down at the girl when she requested he show her where the bedroom was. He knew that she knew where it was - it wasn’t difficult to find. “Of course,” he nodded, quickly drying his hands before moving from the kitchen. “This way.” He led her through the house until they came to the bedroom and he pushed the door open. “I do hope you won’t turn the television volume up too loud,” he said to the female beside him, his hand moving to gently settle on her rear. “My wife will be asleep in the bedroom next door rather soon. I’d hate to wake her up.”

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crookhands:

“thank you again for letting me stay the night,” she gushed, continuing to focus on wiping down the dishes as she stood beside the other at the sink. “i don’t know what i would’ve done if you hadn’t picked me up… not too many people trust hitchhikers these days.” and for good reason. malcolm had every intention of getting something out of this picturesque family that had saved her from a chilly night on the road. she already knew that they were catching on, too, since she hadn’t even behaved herself during dinner. malcolm may have volunteered to do the dishes in return for a hot meal, but she’d spent the evening teasing her savior — letting her bare foot run up their calves and press into their crotch while eating with the family. she hummed, a smirk pulling at her lips as she put the last plate on the drying rack and glanced around the quiet kitchen. “your family’s cute,” malcolm complimented, finally looking towards the other while taking a step nearer, dish rag still in hand. “and already headed to bed… but i’m really not tired yet.”

Eli didn’t turn his head, but his eyes glanced sideways as he heard the female thanking him for the act. In truth it was his wife that had encouraged him to do so, after returning from her mother’s outside of the city. And with a spare room in their apartment, of course the young female was also going to be offered a place to stay for the evening. But over dinner the male had discovered that Malcolm was not only interested in food and board. He had no problem with that, but wanted to wait till the children were asleep. “No? Would you like to watch television? There is one in the spare room,” he told her.

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distantxdaydreams:

The redhead was thankful to have her childhood best friend staying with her and Eli for the weekened. Mckenna and Rowan had known each other forever–quite literally–their mothers being friends before they were born and what not. They grew up together, had their first kiss with one another, were closer than two best friends should be. Just that sort of causal stuff. Rowan moved away a few years ago, but she and Mckenna still kept in touch. When she found out that Rowan was going to be in town, she offered up her place without even asking Eli. She knew she should have, but she was so excited that it slipped her mind.

Mckenna smiled, kissing Eli back gently. She pulled back, offering him a small smile. “What’re we giggling about? Wouldn’t you like to know?” Mckenna gave him a look, followed by a smirk before she looked towards Rowan. “Eli, this is Rowan. I’m so happy you two finally get to meet.”

A little tipsy on the wine, Rowan hopped up from the couch and threw her arms around the man. “It’s so wonderful to meet you!” She exclaimed, greeting him with a kiss or two on the cheek. “Mckenna has told me so much about you.” She nodded, her eyes looking him over from head to toe, rather obviously in her tipsy state.

As he was kissed by the redhead, Eli closed his eyes for a few seconds before glancing towards her friend that he had heard so much about. “Why yes, I very much would,” he smirked right back at her. Knowing Mckenna it would be something indecent and not for his ears. 

As she introduced her friend to him, Eli found himself with arms around him and kisses on his cheeks. He felt himself burning up a little, not used to such affection from people he had just met. “Well, it is certainly a pleasure to meet you as well, Rowan,” he smiled at the guest. “I dread to think what she’s been saying,” he chuckled.

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“We should find ourselves a hotel room,” Eli told the young female walking hand in hand beside him. They’d met this evening, had a few drinks together and now, as long as she wanted to, he was going to take her to a hotel room and spend the entire night keeping her up. “Something with a view. A nice big window,” he grinned, glancing to her. 

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It had been a long day of lessons and exam prep for Eli, so he was glad to get home for the weekend. Unfortunately (though in a while he would certainly think fortunately) he and his girlfriend were entertaining this weekend, as a friend of the female was staying with them for a few days. Wandering into the living room, he found the two girls on the sofa together, glasses of wine in hand as they giggled to each other. “What are we giggling about girls?” he smiled, moving over to kiss his girl. 

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As she fell forward onto the sofa, Eli’s hands squeezed her toned backside, before he leaned down to place a kiss to her exposed skin. “Your ass looks good in these panties. I would not have thought such an innocent looking girl would ask me to do such disgusting things to her,” he chuckled in her ear. “What would you like Sir to do first?”