“I asked if you wanted to feel how wet I am” she said. Her words hung in the air. I was in the middle of a moral dilemma.
I love my wife. But our sex life was in the toilet. We hadn’t touched each other in months despite numerous attempts, her sex drive just didn’t match mine.
It was the same reason that Suzie and Joe had split. Her sex drive was through the roof, and his was through the floor. They weren’t sexually compatible. Suzie and I however were always flirting, telling stories of sexy adventures we’d had when we were younger. The air was always so sexually charged when we were together.
But now. It had come to a head. I was standing on her doorstep, with her asking me to feel how wet her tight pussy was. My head was spinning. I was sure I could smell her sex.
As if she could read my mind, she said “I know you don’t want to hurt Annie, but I know your sex life is garbage because she told me. She told me you’re always horny, always trying to spice things up and she feels guilty that she’s not got the sex drive to match.” She continued “we’re not hurting anyone. She’ll never know. It’ll be our dirty little secret. I don’t want you to leave her for me. I just want to have you touch me. To such your cock. To feel you cum inside me. I know you’ve wanked about me before, it’s so obvious” she laughed, “and I’ve fingered my self senseless thinking about you!”
My head was all over the place, but my lust was winning over sensible choices.
“Last time I’ll ask” she said, “do you want to feel how wet I am?”
I took a step forward and kissed her hard, I slid my hand up her dress and I could feel her heat immediately. As my hand reached her knickers, I felt how soaking she was. She was drenched. The smell, the feeling, everything was so exciting.
I pushed her inside the house. She was tearing at my shirt, trying to undress me. I used my hands to skull fully pull her knickers to one side and slid two fingers into her sopping pussy. She threw her head back and groaned.
My shirt was off, her dress was torn. It was such a blur, I had her gorgeous tits out whilst I was working her snug pussy like a piston. Sucking her nipples, she was in ecstasy. She fumbled for my belt, trying to free my hard cock. She needed it.
Very quickly, she came. All over my hand. I could feel the contractions. She loved it. She pulled my hand out, gently suckled on my fingers and kissed me deeply.
“Now it’s time to see what’s in here” she said, unbuckling my belt…
To be continued
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c4kjpt/the_accidental_text_message_part_2
Short but really good