The next morning was a Saturday morning and I woke up to find Jackie next to me completely naked. She was sound asleep. As I looked at her, I realized more than anything else, I wanted her. Her. To myself. All to myself. I saw the sunlight glistening off her hair. Her blonde strands cascading over her shoulders spilling onto her magnificent round delicious curvy breasts. Her mascara had been smudged a bit. Her lipstick was almost completely pale, a light pink more than the deep red. Smudged about and below her lips, like she'd been kissing. Kissing someone, heavily, passionately, lustfully. The curve of her breasts drew inwards into her narrow waist, not like a supermodels waist, but more of a hot 35 year old wife. A sexy, slutty, neighborhood hot wife, just wanting to unleash her inner desires. The best part of her body for me were here her hips, nice curvy round full delicious to the touch and on the eyes.
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She opened her eyes and saw me, her blues piercing right through my soul. Her lips curved upwards into a slight shy Sly smile.
Oh hi, she said
Good morning, I replied more cheerfully than I actually was. Inside I was jealous, hot.
So, about uhh last night…she said
Did you enjoy it, did you like it…I asked
Oh baby, she purred, as her hands traced the line on my chest down my navel. He was so good! So so good baby! And I was so bad, your wife was a very bad girl last night. I was hard as a rock instantly.
Oh, tell me more. Was he…
…Fingering me? Yes baby he was. He had his warm hand all over your wife's wet throbbing pussy.
My breath hitched and she started playing with my cock. I had never been harder. Go on…
When I cut the call I felt like such a naughty wife. But I was so into what was going on, I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Your hot wife was getting fingered by a stranger. Do you like that baby? Do you like knowing that your wife had her legs spread open in the front seat of a stranger's car? That her lipstick was smeared all over his lips? That his hand was on my thighs going up to my pussy? That I was wet and throbbing and aching for him? That he slid my panties to the side? Do you like me telling you, that Ben had his fingers rubbing your wife's pussy, rubbing her clit, making her wet, dripping wet, throbbing? That his lips were on my neck? On my lips? His tongue playing with mine? Do you want to hear how he made me…
I was getting so close. I was going to explode all over her hands.
…How he took your wife higher and higher? How he played with her pussy? How he called me a dirty little slut? How he made me come on his fingers? I was dripping wet baby! I was soaking through my panties, before he even touched me!
I shot like a rocket, my cum spurting, exploding all over her hands and my navel.
Ooh, you like that don't you? You like that, that your wife got played with? You dirty boy. You naughty sexy beast.
I was speechless. I was hot. I was listening in my own sweat. I was shaking. I was exhausted. I was rock hard and then I was soft. And I was very, very aroused.
After a few minutes of pause, she told me that she wanted to make this a semi weekly thing. Ben was single and not going to settle down anytime soon, and she thought he was really sexy. She wanted to explore more with him, have him explore More of her.
Over the next week she slept over at his place twice. I don't know what happened. She wouldn't tell me. We spoke over the phone and she texted me, a lot. But she never told me what happened on the two nights that she slept over at his place. Then one day she invited me to dinner with him. I was nervous, shaking, when I received that text. I thought, why not? I mean the probability is that he's probably fucking my wife. She trusts him enough to fuck him twice, at least. Wouldn't hurt to meet the guy, right?
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