“Its just a quick 4 hours day babe,” I told my wife as i put on my suit. “4 hours of work, then I’m all yours. Whatever you want to do.”
“How about you round three,” she suggested as she wiped a drop of my cum from her stomach and licked her finger clean.
“Im down for that. It probably going to be the slowest 4 hours of my life.” I looked at her, laying on the bed. Long brunette hair spread out on my pillow. C sized breasts pointing to the air, nipples hard from the cold air of the ceiling fan. Her tan legs spread out, and sweat glistening on her abs. A matted section of brown hair, still wet with sweat, semen, and her wetness rested above a still wet cunt. I can see a drop of my cum on her inner right thigh. “You missed a spot,” as I lean over and lick it up. In one motion, I plunge my tongue between her labia for one last taste of her. I hear her inhale quick as I kiss her clit one more time. “I expect you to be in the same spot when I get back,” I call out as I head out the door. I get in my car and look at the waiting text in my inbox. ‘You better be here in 30 minutes’. That was 5 minutes ago. ‘You better be waiting’ I shoot back.
How I convinced my wife that I have to work 4 Saturdays in a row is beyond me, but I’m not complaining. Alexis was worth it.
I get to her house in 20 minutes. As soon as I close the door to my SUV, I feel my phone vibrate. ‘Doors open’ i read with a grin. I walk up to the brown door and turn the handle. There she is, waiting.
Sitting on a wood chair in the hallway is Alexis. Jet black hair resting on her D-cup breasts. They look bigger on her 5 foot skinny frame, ed lace bra barely holding them in. The outline of her bottom rib is visible just above her flat Brazilian stomach. Matching barely there g-string covering her waxed smooth vagina. Long legs, spread wide, trailing down to the floor.
She gets off the chair and struts to me as I close the door. “Your late,” she exclaims as her blue eyes pierce through me. She pushes me against the door, stands on her toes, and kisses me. “Your wife tastes good,” as she undoes my belt. In one motion my pants, belt, and boxers are at my ankles. Alexis gets on her knees, grabs my 8 inch cock at the base, and takes it all in her mouth. I feel her tongue swirl around the tip as she slowly let’s it slide out of her lips. “Really good.” She looks up at me and undoes her bra. Her tits pour out, perfectly tan with tiny nipples and no tan lines. She stands up as I step out of my crumpled pants, unbuttons my shirt, and bites on my nipples. My hand slaps her juicy ass, causing the perfect amount of jiggle. She grabs my hand and guides me to the bedroom, her ass swaying back and forth in front of me.
She pushes me to the bed and gets on top of me, my cock against her red g-string. I see a wet spot starting to form as she bends over on me, pressing her tits against my skin. She lightly kisses my neck, hair falling across my face. “Hows your wife?” she asks, knowing it makes me uncomfortable. She grinds against my growing crotch, “Is she waiting for you to get home from work?”
I roll her over, pushing her wrists into the bed. “Let her wait,” as i lick between were soft breasts. I release her wrists and slide my hands to her tits, rolling her small nipples between my fingers. Her fingers run through my hair as i nibble and suck between her breasts. After a few minutes I lightly nibble to her belly button, leaving a decent hickie as a reminder. I kiss around her navel, then make my way to her g-string. The tip of my tongue traces her panty, her hands now pulling at my hair. My hands glide down her body, going over the goosebumps, and my fingers tangle with her underwear, then rip them off of her. “My wife would never let me do that.” She grins as my head dives between her legs. I lick her up and savor in her flavor. Goosebumps grow on her thigh, she pulls at my hair harder. “Dont stop,” she gasps as my tongue explores every inch and fold of cunt. She raises her hips to me and lets out a a screech as the orgasm overtakes her. My mouth doesnt leave her slit, tasting every drop of her pleasure. As she comes down off of her high, she pulls my face towards her mouth, tasting herself and exploring me with her tongue. “Im going to need to shower for my wife,” I tell her.
“I’ll help you,” she offers as she guides me to the bathroom.
As the bathroom fills with steam, she sits on the counter and pulls me in. The head of my dick brushing up against her still wet pussy. Our lips meet, our tongues explore.
We get in the shower, letting the hot water run over our bodies. As i lean her against the cold tile wall, her leg wraps around me and pulls me in. Her slender fingers guides my cock into her and she gasps. As i thrust into her, harder and harder each time, my lips explore her neck, my hand squeezes her ass. I push into her so hard, I feel like the tiles might crack. Right before I explode, I pull out and shoot my cum onto her flat stomach. She looks at me with her blue eyes, “Now I need to get clean. But first, let me help you.” With that, shes on her knees in front of me. With the water hitting my back, she licks me clean, making me hard again. “Thats for your wife.”
I pull her up, lift her chin, and kiss her deep. “Thats for me,” I tell her as I pull my head back.
I get out of the shower, leaving her under the hot water. I dry off, get dressed, and check my watch. Right on time. I text my wife that Ill be home in 20 minutes and I hope shes ready for another round.
I get home, open the door, and walk into the kitchen to get a drink. There’s my wife, sitting on the cold stone counter, wearing nothing but a red lace bra and matching barely there g-string. “Ready?” she asks.
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