Sandy always got what she wanted. All throughout high school, she had everything handed to her - from good looks to money. At 32, she still had it all. Her perky 36D breasts caught every guy's attention. Sandy prided herself in being able to get any man.
Martha and Sandy were best friends, but there was always a rivalry. Martha's 34C did not compare to Sandy's breasts. While Martha was 5'4", Sandy was 5'8". Martha was a little too white while Sandy had the perfectly tanned, smooth skin. Martha had medium length brown hair while Sandy had full, long, dirty blond hair. The list went on and on.
Martha was the first to get married, though. She met Marcus, her Prince Charming, in college. They fell in love and as soon as they graduated, they were married. Sandy was a bit jealous, but did not really let it bother her. She hooked up with other men for one night stands, but eventually, it got to her.
Fast forward to now. Martha was doing the dishes while Marcus was watching football when the phone rang. Marcus picked it up.
"Marcus speaking, who's calling?"
"Oh hey, Marcus! It's me, Sandy! Listen, tell Martha I'll be there in a few minutes! I'm in town for business and I need a place to stay for a bit. Okay, thanks! Bye!"
Without even being able to reply, Marcus put down the phone.
"Honey, Sandy's coming over to stay?"
"Must have completely slipped my mind! She called about a week ago because of her conference. She needed a place to stay, so I figured why make her pay while she can stay here?"
Marcus did not want to argue, so he just smiled and nodded. It would only be for a few days, how bad could it be?
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Sandy hung up her cellphone and kept driving. He sounded even more delicious on the phone. She was going to have him very soon, but it would take a little bit of patience. She smiled evily as she pulled into the driveway. Her top was very low-cut; it would show off enough cleavage to entice her soon-to-be husband.
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The girls were catching up. Marcus just sat by and watched tv. Although, his eyes were obviously on Sandy and her amazing breasts. Sandy caught Marcus looking a few times and licked her lips when they locked vision. She made sure to be as tempting, sexy, and alluring as she could while she stayed there. Phase 1 was complete. He was interested.
That night, Martha berated Marcus for ogling Sandy. He told her that he wasn't ogling her and quickly changed the subject to sex, something of which she turned him down
The next day, Marcus and Martha woke up to an amazing smell. Sandy was already in the kitchen, cooking breakfast.
"Oh, Sandy, you shouldn't have!"
"I know, but I figured he should try my cooking, to see whose is better, that is."
Martha smiled weakly as Sandy winked playfully, causing Marcus to blush. He could not stop thinking about her body. Her hourglass figure made her look like a goddess, like she was photoshopped. He knew it was wrong, but he just couldn't help it.
Martha had her breakfast and left for work. Marcus worked at home and did not have a lot to do today, so he decided to do some chores. As he was sweeping, a delicate pair of arms wrapped around his back.
"Hey there. Don't you think you should leave this for Martha? She is the woman, after all."
"That's not how it works in our marriage. We compromise."
Sandy sighed as she held onto Marcus.
"The poor baby's all tense."
The woman backed off and then started rubbing Marcus's shoulders. Her touch felt heavenly. Marcus let out a deep sigh as Sandy massaged his neck. She leaned in close and let her breath run across his neck.
"How was breakfast?"
Her whispers chilled him and excited him at the same time. He wanted to answer, but he found himself immobile. Whether out of excitement or his own free will, he did not know. She took this opportunity to walk around to the front of him.
"Was it that good, that I left you speechless? Or is something else the matter?"
Sandy bit her bottom lip and shoved her chest out ever so slightly. She saw the rising erection in his pants and smiled evily. She knew that if she could one foothold, she could go all the way with him sooner than expected. Sandy stepped forward and put her hands on his chest.
"Martha's lucky to have such a sexy man like you in her life. Your sex life must be amazing."
Silence.
"That bad, huh? Well don't worry, I know someone that will take real good care of you."
She pushed him against the wall.
"N-no, our sex life... It's great!"
Sandy rolled her eyes. She was so close!
"Oh really? Tell me right now, then, to stop. If your sex life is steady and great for you, then just tell me to stop."
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Marcus gulped. To be honest, Martha had been holding out on him ever since a month ago, after he started to work from home. It was her way of punishing him. He desperately needed it, but he couldn't cheat on Martha!
She started rubbing his crotch and slowly unbuttoned the top of her blouse, letting her breasts peek out. She pressed up against him and kept rubbing through his pants. Sandy smiled as she leaned forward and licked the side of his face.
"I think you were lying. There's a punishment for lying to me, my sweet. You lose the right to wear your pants."
Marcus didn't move, so Sandy took control. She undid his jeans and pulled them down. His cock strained against his boxers, and to add to the torture, she removed the rest of her bra while continuing to rub his dick. Her full breasts came spilling out as she removed her bra. Sandy grabbed Marcus's head and shoved it between her tits.
"I bet Martha never did anything like this. Go ahead, my pet, suck on them."
Marcus subconsciously did as he was told. He began to suck on each of her breasts, as if his life depended on it. Each time he did, he elicited a soft moan from her that turned him on even more.
"I always get what I want."
She said it aloud as she crashed her lips against his. This was the moment of truth, if she could ensnare him now, then he would fall prey to her. He tried resisting at first, but his urges were overpowering him. Marcus's resolve broke down and started kissing back. It was so raw and passionate. They were fighting for dominance, even though Sandy was clearly in control.
The blond woman slowly sank to her knees. In one swift movement, his boxers were gone. She gasped audibly when she saw his large, hard cock.
"Is that for me, baby?"
She kissed it lightly, sending a shudder though his body. She licked up and down his length hungrily. then, she pur it between her ample breasts.
