Peter woke up with an overwhelming feeling of guilt. He loved his wife. He didn't want to destroy his marriage just for a good lay. Of course this led him to think about how good of a lay it was. Never had the sex in his marriage turned him on this much. He started getting hard just thinking about it. But the guilt won out. He got up, showered, ate a quick breakfast and left for work; two hours earlier than usual so that he avoided seeing Kelly at all.
He threw himself into his work so he wouldn't think about it anymore. All of a sudden, it was ten o'clock at night and he was done with the one and only project he had to work on. He handed in his work and went home, fully aware that he would get home too late to see anyone.
When he got home the lights were all out. He ate a light dinner and headed to bed. As he walked through the living room, he noticed Kelly asleep on the couch. She had on the skimpy cotton shorts that she wore the previous morning. She was on her side, and he could see right up her shorts, and without any panties on, he had a great view of her ass. "God, that ass." he thought to himself. Being a gentleman, he grabbed the blanket and put it over her. She squirmed a little and let out a little moan. Peter couldn't help but think about how hot she was. He then had a dangerous thought.
"You've already done the deed once. You've already cheated. Why not get your money's worth?" He was disgusted with the idea, and went to bed immediately. He woke up with the guilt once more. He figured that if he could just concentrate on work, he could get through the rest of the week without giving in to Kelly's temptations. But that plan went out the door when his cell phone rang. It was his boss.
"Peter! I came into work early today and I saw that you finalized the Sloan account. Listen, you've been working hard and, the way I see it, you've got nothing to do. Take today and Friday off. You've earned it."
This wasn't going to fit into his plan. "Well maybe I could help Frank with his project."
"Peter, please. Frank needs the practice. I don't want to see you in the office. Have a great four-day weekend." His boss hung up. Peter just stood there. This was not going to be good.
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"I'm going to go for a run." Kelly announced. Sally then turned to Peter.
"Peter, could you be a doll and make some sandwiches for the kids." Peter stared at her.
"Just because you're the mother of my son's best friend, does not mean I like you in any way." Peter thought.
But he simply responded, "Five turkey sandwiches coming up." As he and Kelly went into the house.
Peter went right to the kitchen and started laying out the ingredients. Kelly then walked into the kitchen, wearing very short green mesh shorts and a tight short t-shirt. His dick shifted in his pants. "Oh my God, I need this run so bad. I haven't had a good work out since Tuesday night." She smiled and looked right at him when she said that. He pretended not to hear her. She started stretching right there in the kitchen. She began with her arms as she leaned all the way to the right, followed by the left. Both times, her shirt inched up, revealing more of her torso. Peter tried his best not to look. She then sat down on the floor, spreading her legs and putting the soles of her feet together to stretch out her groin. Peter snuck a glance and almost choked. He could see right up her shorts and couldn't believe that she didn't have any panties on. He had a perfect view of her wonderful shaved pussy. He swallowed, realizing that she was just as freshly shaved as she was the other night. She must have done it again that morning. He was fully hard just thinking about that.
Kelly smiled when she realized he was looking. She held that position for a long time. Peter no longer was thinking logically. All he could think about was how good that pussy felt on his cock. She finally got up slowly. She turned around and bent over, keeping her knees perfectly straight. This made her shorts ride up, showing Peter nearly her whole ass. Peter couldn't contain himself, and the following words came out before he could filter his thoughts. "I see you run without wearing any panties."
Kelly slowly leaned back up. She turned around and walked towards Peter. "Yeah, they bother me too much when I run. Does it bother you?" As she asked, she started lifting up her shirt a little bit.
Peter shook his head, "No." He backed away and fell into a chair. She kept walking towards him. She was right in front of him. He could see the outline of her pussy through the mesh shorts as the light shined through the light fabric.
Kelly leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "Good, because I hate wearing panties. I do it just because I like teasing boys. And older men." As she said this, she grabbed his hand and started pushing it up her leg. She let go, but Peter didn't stop. His fingers found their way under her shorts and he once again felt the wonderfully wet and shaved pussy that has haunted his thoughts the past few days. He started rubbing her lips as she moaned and rubbed her fingers through his hair.
"I want your cock in me again. I want you to fuck my tight pussy like you did the other night." Peter then pulled his fingers out and got up. He started walking away.
"Where are you going?" She asked, disappointed.
"To my study. Are you coming?" She smiled and followed behind him. They went into his home office and shut the door. He locked it as she went to his desk and sat on it right in front of the chair. He sat down in his chair. She was spreading her legs. In the short shorts, it looked so hot.
She began slipping her fingers under her shorts. "Will you make me come like you did the other night? Make me come with your big hard cock." As she said this, she closed her legs and slowly pulled off her shorts. She spread her legs again, opening up her amazing pussy. Peter got up and pulled out his dick. He started rubbing her clit with it, teasing her with his head. She pulled off her shirt and closed her eyes.
"Please put it in me. I want it so bad." She pleaded. But Peter kept rubbing her pussy with his head. Finally he pushed into her, but only a bit, then pulled away.
"Oh my God," she moaned, "Please. Fuck my pussy." He stood back, looking at the sight of a beautiful 19-year-old girl lying naked on his desk, begging him to fuck her. He obliged. Peter slowly put his head back into her. Even though it had only been a couple of days, he still couldn't believe how tight she was. He had to push a few times before he was fully in her. He once again felt the ecstasy of being in her tight cavern. He started thrusting back and forth as she moaned and rubbed her pussy. After a bit, she pulled off her shirt as Peter grabbed her ass and continued pushing. But then, Peter's heart stopped.
