I had been carrying on an affair with a married woman for a few years now. She let me know when she wanted to get together in an out of the way place for an afternoon of intense sex. We had done it at a friend’s house, in several hotel rooms, in the car, and one memorable time in the restroom of a crowded shopping mall. Needless to say, when Lanie called I dropped everything in order to be with her. “So where do you want to meet?” I asked.
“Here,” she answered. “I want you to fuck me in my own bed.”
“Don’t you think your husband and kids will notice your loud screams and moans coming from the bedroom?” I asked jokingly. She had never taken a chance on getting caught, and this seemed far too risky for her to consider trying.
“They’re gone for the weekend to his grandmother’s house and I want to be fucked in my own bed by you. If you aren’t chicken, that is,” she said tauntingly. She knew which buttons of mine to push.
“Just say when,” I replied.
“Now,” she said. “I want you right now.” Driving to her house, I thought about our relationship’s history. Although I was an acquaintance of her family, I had never actually been inside her home. She had four young kids of her own and was also raising her husband’s orphaned teenage sister. So there really never had been a chance for us to get together in that madhouse. It seemed that this was going to be something different. Arriving, I parked up the street as planned, then walked to her back door. She was waiting inside the glass storm door wearing only a lacy pink teddy. The lady had planned this seduction well. Stepping inside, we kissed. She was such a little thing, like a wisp in my arms. She then took my hand and led me to her bedroom. “I want you to fuck me right now with that big, hard cock of yours,” she purred while undoing my pants. It was always such a turn on to hear her talking dirty to me. Unsnapping her teddy, I laid her back on the bed and began to tease her with my tongue. She squirmed and moaned as my tongue traced her thighs and then plunged into the sweetest, wettest pussy I’ve ever encountered. It wasn’t long before her thighs clenched tightly about my head and her loud moans indicated she had climaxed for the first of what I hoped to be many times. The morning wore into the afternoon as we tried every position imaginable, and even playfully made up a few. It was during one of our more awkward intertwining that I glanced toward the bedroom door. I was shocked to see Lanie’s sister-in-law, Autumn, peeking through the slightly open door. I didn’t know how long she had been standing there, but she was certainly getting an eyeful of me fucking the woman she called Mom.
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