Laura stretched her slim, 28-year-old body as her husband kissed his way from Laura’s breasts to her navel. They were both naked, in their bedroom beside the pool of the rented holiday villa. It was midnight. Laura looked up at the ceiling and allowed herself to relax, even though she wondered if Matt was cheating on her again. She knew the first time he’d fucked the woman, a neighbour in the next street back home. Laura had smelt the women’s perfume on him.
She hadn’t said anything. Laura reckoned, though, that Matt had done it again many times – screwed the same neighbour – and Laura wondered if she ought to have a showdown or quietly ignore it and hope Matt would get bored of her.
Matt kissed the beginning of Laura’s pubic hair, a hark neatly trimmed strip that ran to her clit. He whispered, ”Imagine we’re being watched, Laura. There’s someone we know who’s in the room.”
She fantasised aloud who it might be. ”Another man? Is he naked?”
”Yes. A man who fancies you. He wants to undress. Shall we let him?”
As Matt spread Laura’s legs, she murmured, ”I want to see his cock.” Matt kissed the fold of skin that protected her clit. She juddered.
”Is my wife sure?”
”Yes.” She paused while Matt ran his finger along her pussy lips. ”I want his cock.”
Matt was ready. He climbed on top and eased his hips between her outstretched limbs. Matt’s cock pushed into her pussy. His words were breathless, ”It’s our friend who’s fucking you. Does he feel nice?”
”Oh, yes.” Laura kept her voice low. ”He’s big.” She let her finger make contact with her clit which felt good. Matt wouldn’t last long, she knew.
In under half a minute, her husband emptied his load into his condom. It was a little too fast for Laura to have her orgasm although she didn’t mind. Sometimes she had a climax but not tonight. Five minutes later, Matt fell asleep.
After Laura showered she was aware of the pool lights, their green sparkle behind the bedroom curtain. She stood naked and looked through a gap in the curtain at Guy. Her stepfather lounged beside the pool, still dressed, and gazed at the water. He and Laura’s mum had come on this holiday as well. Suddenly, Laura didn’t feel like sleeping. It looked so inviting to chill out in the stillness of the night on a holiday island with no need to get up early the following morning.
For some reason which she couldn’t understand she began to get dressed. Without thinking, she selected the sexiest knickers and bra together with her dark holdups.
As she sat on the edge of the bed, Matt woke and stared. ”Why are you getting dressed like that?” He propped himself up on his elbow.
She mulled over her reply as she pulled on her holdups and adjusted the lace top to about 6 inches from her pussy. ”I want to sit alone outside by the pool.” She paused while Laura stepped into her flared skirt. ”Actually, Guy is out there and I want to chat with him.”
”Alone?”
”I’m wearing these clothes because I want to feel sexy and for him to fuck me.” She smiled in the dark at the fantasy words. She had no intention of doing anything with her stepfather. She stood and smoothed her loose summer skirt.
By the tone of his voice, Matt wasn’t sure. ”Do you fancy Guy? He’s 40. Too old for you.”
”He’s only 12 years older than me. If he were mum’s age, 48, it might feel different. But mum captured a younger second husband and I can see the attraction.” Laura was telling the truth – Guy was attractive – and she decided to tell a lie to stir Matt up. ”I’ve seen Guy naked, in the shower, and I loved the look of his body especially his big cock.”
”You’re joking … right?”
It appealed to Laura to get back at Matt for cheating on her. She wasn’t going to have sex with Guy but her words came tumbling out, ”I know you’ve screwed that blonde neighbour with the ponytail. More than once. So now it’s my turn. I want Guy and his big cock.” Laura fought back her laughter at the shock on Matt’s face as Laura clipped her bra at the back.
He watched Laura select a cotton shirt which, instead of doing up the buttons, she tied in a knot above her navel. It left her slim belly bare. She switched a sidelight on to inspect herself. Friends said she looked like the actress Kiera Knightly. The dark features, dark eyes and the celebrity smile by moving her upper lip to show her teeth.
Laura waved at Matt and stepped out through the sliding glass door onto the terrace. Her low heels made a small sound which made Guy turn his head. She walked the 20 yards slowly to his side. Guy reclined on the lounger with his hands clasped behind his head. His twisted devilish smile made Laura grin as she came to a halt and looked down at him. As a film director, he always assumed his family would agree with him and if you didn’t agree he’d laugh and hug you. Guy had built-in charm.
He said. ”I love you, Laura, and I’ve been thinking of you.”
Her heart missed a beat. In a deliberate examination, he ran his eyes over her, starting with her shoes, moving his gaze to her skirt hemline which just covered the lace top of her holdups, then Laura’s naked tummy, the knot in her shirt, followed by a slow trail of examination of her face. Laura held her breath for as long as she could before her knees became weak.
Guy withdrew his nearest hand from behind his head and held it out – a welcome sign. She extended her left hand to clasp his. He said, ”Interesting that you should offer me your hand with your wedding ring. A signal may be that you’re very happy with your marriage?”
She couldn’t think what to say and squeezed his hand instead.
”Ah,” he smiled, ”as you didn’t confirm your happiness, it could mean you want to talk?”
How did he know? she wondered.
”Sit.” Guy gave a slight pull of her hand downwards as he shifted his body to make space on the edge of the lounger.
By sitting next to his hips and facing him, Laura was mindful that her skirt had risen and would be showing the top of her holdups. He wore a linen jacket, open with a black T-shirt underneath, faded beach shorts and bare feet in deck shoes.
”You know …” he said, ”I could cast you as a look-a-like to Kiera because you are so similar.” Guy stroked her wedding ring and then enmeshed his fingers into hers.
Laura tried to calm the flips that her stomach was making. Without thinking, she replied, ”My breasts are slightly larger than Kiera.” She bit her lower lip.
”Really. You’ve been my stepdaughter for 8 years and I can’t say I’ve done a comparison. Let me see!”
Did she hear it correctly? Was Guy asking her to reveal her boobs? ”Um. Not sure.” The words to completely reject his request wouldn’t come out of her mouth.
The silence lasted 10 long seconds before Guy used his spare hand to undo the knot on her shirt. It now hung loose. She managed to say, ”I can’t do this, Guy. To take my shirt off and then my bra would not be appropriate.”
”Why so formal?”
”Because you’re my stepfather.”
”But that makes me the best person to have a look at your beautiful breasts.” He reached for his white wine, took a sip and offered the glass to Laura. He released her hand.
She drank as Guy sat up. He discarded his shoes and brought a leg around the front of Laura and let his leg rest on her lap. It meant he used both hands to peel off the shirt, to let it slide from her shoulders while Laura swapped the wine glass from one hand to the other. He unclipped her bra and sat back.
Laura took another drink. She didn’t mind being trapped by the casual leg that hung across her lap. Her thoughts were more about whether she should take her bra off. ”I wouldn’t do this for anyone else … you know that don’t you?” She handed the wine to Guy and took her bra straps off her shoulders. The cool air felt good. She looked down. Were her nipples hard due to the air or due to her desire? she reflected.
Guy took her bra and ran his fingers over the thin lace. ”This matches your panties?” His smile relieved the tension inside her and he didn’t wait for her reply. He said, ”Tell me about your marriage.” [read more](https://realsexstoriesx.blogspot.com/2020/12/a-wife-hesitates-to-be-watched-her.html)
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