I saw the couple packing and assumed they were off for vacation or a weekend trip somewhere. It wasn’t until five days later I saw Jamie outside and the car still out of the driveway. I figured they were home from their trip.
No, he said. She’s visiting her parents. I’m home alone.
I maneuvered down the driveway and entered the side door once it was dark out. My wife left to pick up a friend from the airport. We had a small window for our fun.
He was bent over. A school girl skirt failed at covering his ass. A surprise. Not the first
Dressing up for me? I asked, feeling his cheeks. I moved around him, admiring the thigh highs stockings and pleaser heels he also wore. I could get into this, I said. Yes Ma’am, glad you like the surprise. I have much more. Good. You’ll show me going forward.
I asked him to get on his knees. He obliged. I sported a longer, less girthy strapon and promptly pressed it to his lips. He kissed and licked and swallowed while keeping eye contact. I played with my breasts and ran my hands through his hair, pressing his mouth further down the shaft. My feet found not his cock. But a hard plastic device.