“Are you sure you’re not too tired?” I joked. “I’m going to wear you out, you know.” I added.
We had just seen each other on Friday. So, we weren’t particularly ravenous today but our schedules only allow certain time periods. When you are having an affair, time is a fleeting commodity. We try to see each other whenever we can. Sometimes more frequently and other times less.
Three hours today.
“You look pretty,” he says admiring my pencil skirt and blouse instead of my normal gym attire. He raises my arms to take my shirt off and admires my ample cleavage in my navy lace bra. Wrapping his hands around me from behind while nuzzling my neck and holding my breasts in his strong hands.
“Fuck…yes,” I breathe. It doesn’t take much to get me wet. Seven months of spectacular sex makes me ready. So ready. He touches my pussy under my matching navy undies that are already wet.
He groans into my hair. Pushes my panties down to my calves and bends me over the bed. The head of his dick fits so snugly inside of me. “Ohhh. So good,” I sigh. He fucks me like he has missed me. I reach back to push his rock hard thighs into me. Deeper. Faster. “Please…”