Life got in the way, and it was nearly a year before I got a chance to lust for Rachel again.
Ben and her asked if I wanted to join them for a cozy dinner in the living room the other day, so I obliged.
As soon as I got downstairs my knees became weak and I prayed neither of them could tell I was so smitten with her. But god she was sexy, sat on the sofa with a gentle blue dress on, and with her hair down, she was like Aphrodite incarnate.
I managed to pull myself together, and we three had a good meal, chatting about all sorts of things, and watching tv.
It wasn’t long, however, before I lost control of my urges and had to excuse myself, trying to hide my boner as I left the room. Just being in her presence was enough to make me hard!
I went to my room and tried to calm down, eventually managing to read a few chapters of Little Dorrit (what can I say, I’m a classicist) before dozing off.
When I woke up the next day, Ben was already at work, and I presumed Rachel had left, so I, in just my boxers, went to get some tea.
When I got downstairs, to my immense embarrassment, I saw Rachel at the kitchen counter on her phone. She heard me step into the hall and looked up. I blushed, trying to hide myself.
“Sorry,” I stuttered, “I thought the house was empty.”
She looked totally calm, as if she always saw people in their underwear.
“Oh that’s okay.” She giggled a little. “I was just gonna have a shower anyway.” She said as she got up, her eyes never leaving me, and walked past me. She brushed close enough to me I dared to glance down her dressing gown. Her cleavage was incredible, not in its size, but it’s perfect equality, except for a small mole just above her left breast.
I was now rock hard, and a plan was forming in my head. As I heard the bathroom door close, I gradually, and quietly, snuck upstairs. When I reached the bathroom door, I noticed something incredible: it was unlocked! Was this on purpose, did she suspect me? My bulge filled my boxers immediately, and I gently turned the doorknob, and let the door open just barely. I could see her magnificent body now being showered with water. I imagined her being showered in my jizz, and began masturbating furiously. I almost came three times, purposely slowing down so I could enjoy the view longer.
But I enjoyed it too long. Suddenly, Rachel turned round to reach for her towel, and saw the door ajar. “Oh shit!” I thought, “oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!” As she got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around her goddess form, I came in my hand. I came so hard some got into the floor. “Shit!” I thought again. But as I looked up from the mess I’d made, I saw her at the door, looking at me dead in the face. Yet again, she seemed oddly at ease, as if this was a common occurrence. She was about to say something when the front door opened. “Darling, I forgot my wallet.” It was Ben. I looked at Rachel, and saw her eyes widen a little as she close the bathroom door. “Shit!” I muttered, and sneak-ran into my room.
Hopefully Rachel could keep secrets, and hopefully she didn’t mind that I was a pervert…
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Thanks for reading! If you have any suggestions for what happens next, let me know! Sorry for taking so long to write a sequel, some stuff went down in my personal life, and I needed to take care of that.
Part III cumming soon!! 😜
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