We all met in college. You and my husband were roommates. You always thought I was wild and a bad girl. Certainly not wife material, especially for someone as sweet and naïve as my husband. You had your reservations about me, but you always kept them to yourself. You were even his best man at our wedding so many years ago. Well, you are staying with us for a couple weeks for this summer. You have work in our area and why stay in a boring, uncomfortable hotel when we have a very comfortable guest room.
Today your client cancelled at the last minute, so you call it an early day. It is a hot sticky day and you are anxious to take a shower. When you enter the house, it is so quiet that you think everyone is gone. You peel off your shirt and take off your pants. Wearing just your blue boxers, you walk into the kitchen to grab a beer. I didn’t hear you come into the house. I also think that I have the house to myself. I have a bath running upstairs. I walk into the kitchen wearing only a tiny white robe which leaves nothing to the imagination.
We are both speechless when we bump into each other in the kitchen. It is awkward for one slight moment. I see you sweaty and I quickly get turned on. I notice that you get hard looking at me. The sight of your hard cock straining against your boxers makes me wet. We kiss and our hands explore each other’s bodies. I remember the water running in the garden tub upstairs. Without speaking, I grab your arm and have you follow me up to my bathroom just off the bedroom.
We end up standing next to the tub and I invite you to take a bath with me. I hold your cock in my hand and rub you against my bald pussy lips. I tease you that I will definitely make it worth your while. I let go of you so I can climb into the tub. I lie back and invite you to join me as I slip my fingers into my pussy. I praise your cock. I let you know that you are much bigger and thicker than my husband. You know it is wrong, but you never could resist a bad girl. You join me in the tub where your cock continues to grow inside of me.
Jackie
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