Night visit (part5)

As his left hand now glided from her back, to sweep in an exploring circular motion over her belly, he began speaking again, sticking to the concept he'd outlined to Marina at the very start of proceedings, that he would inform her of what he intended to do. "Did you know that I once read that the part of a woman known by different names but by many poetically as 'the mound of Venus,' is just the correct size, on such a shapely lady as yourself to be covered completely by a man's hand. So it was that as he finished speaking, Marina experienced the unavoidable situation of his hand now covering her pudendum. "I said that I'd take things slowly, so I'm going to leave that there for a while, it fits just as nicely as the article said it would, "he almost smirked but instead, a smile of satisfaction spread across his face. I suppose I don't really have to tell you what's going to happen next," he smugly communicated to the nervous lady. Marina could only lie & wait for the information he'd given to be translated into action. It was only a matter of time but it was a time he would decide & the waiting seemed to last an age.

  When he had first opened her legs from behind & had been kneeling on the bed, the interloper had unfastened  Marina's heels from her suspender straps, so that those few items of clothing which remained to her were all back in their correct place. It was thus that she was now able to press her thighs tightly together & impede the progress of his fingers, as they strayed towards the opening at the base of her torso. Laying on her side, as she was, Marina had noticed the unmistakeable glint of unbridled lust begin to appear in the stranger's eyes. She wasn't sure that she was prepared, after everything that had occurred with such speed, to simply acquiesce in permitting the furtherance of his plans for her. He frowned slightly & stated in a matter-of-fact manner, "I told you that I was going to know every inch of you & you can be sure I will. This is happening, right now madam, whether you like it or not, so you may as well like it." He then balled his hand into a fist, which he turned from side to side, in order to burrow between the silken skin at the tops of Marina's thighs. Marina, who gasped at this rough intrusion & who for her part was now unable to stop him from laying his fingers along the full length of the increasingly damp entrance to her vagina.