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Prologue
Chapter 1
Sophie breathed a sigh of relief as she heard Jack close the front door, and listened as David's Mustang roared off down the track toward the main road. It had been a long three weeks, but now they had the house to themselves and she and Jack had a lot of catching up to do. Sophie heard Jack down in the kitchen tidying away David's breakfast dishes. She stretched languidly across the middle of their big bed. It was still early, too early for the domestic routines that always followed his infrequent visits. She got out of bed and stretched, catching sight of herself in the full-length mirror. Her 5 foot 4 inch, latino, dusky-skinned body was looking pretty damn good, she thought, as she went through some limbering up exercises. Her waist was trim, her small breasts well rounded and pert, and her ass as firm as ever, the cheeks split by a flimsy,almost not there thong . She picked up her kimono, pulled it on and went back to bed.
Jack came back up the stairs carrying two cups of coffee.
"Morning, hon," he said as he placed the coffees on the night table.
"Morning," she replied.
She pushed herself up into a sitting position. He sat on the side of the bed beside her and she leaned in to kiss him. The kiss was returned passionately, his tongue probing deeply into her mouth. Sophie broke off and pushed him gently away and picked up her coffee. It was good and strong and hot, and went a long way to easing that slightly fuzzy feeling brought on by last night's going away party. She looked across at Jack as he went over the en-suite bathroom and listened as he brushed his teeth. Sophie watched him come out of the bathroom, wrapping his dressing gown around his lithe athletic body and crossed to the bed. He was incredibly attractive and made no effort to hide it. She recognised that 'You know what I want and I know what you want' smile, but quickly arose, slipping teasingly out of his reach.
Sophie entered the shower, slowly removing the kimono wrap and letting it fall to the floor. She was intensely aware that her husband's eyes were following her every move. With a sly smile in his direction, she taunted him by bending forward from the hips and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the thong, presenting her neat bum to his gaze, knowing that this would cause his prick to harden. Sophie was in love with Jack, but she lusted after his long, thick cock. She shimmied her butt as she stepped out of the thong and remained bent from the hips, stealing a glance behind her to see if this was having the desired effect on Jack. Sure enough, Jack's dressing gown showed a distinct bulge and she knew that if she didn't get into the shower soon he would discard it and take her there and then, bending over the shower stall. A second glance turned into a prolonged look when she realised that he had opened the gown and was gently stroking his erection, bringing it to the full hardness she loved.
"More than enough to fill me", she thought. To prolong the tease she slid a hand between her legs and ran a fingernail down the crack of her ass cheeks. The knowledge that she was turning Jack on was also turning her on. She realised that she was becoming wet and could feel the moisture on her fingers as she moved her hand to and fro along her ass. With a smile she transferred some of her pussy juices to her fingers, and moved her hand to her smooth ass-hole which reacted as she knew it would, immediately relaxing, allowing her probing fingers to pass beyond the sphincter muscle and into the hot, dark recess. One, two and then three fingers disappeared into her ass. With a moan, she realigned her fingersand slid them slowly deeper as the juices continued to flow from her soaking pussy. Her sphincter was now fully relaxed and the fourth finger went in and joined the others with ease. Full on anal sex was nothing new to Sophie. She and Jack had indulged in this from the start, when Sophie had had a particularly heavy period and was desperately in need of a fuck. At that time she and Jack were anal virgins, but her need was so great that when she pushed her ass at his prick he needed no second bidding. The memory of that first time stimulated her further and she moved her hand a little more quickly as she became more and more turned on. This wasn't masturbation, Sophie realised, she was actively, wantonly fucking herself in the ass.
Still bent at the waist she turned slightly and bent even further, thus displaying to Jack all that she was doing to herself. With a start she realised that Jack had quietly crossed the room and had moved their camcorder onto a nearby table. The camcorder was attached to the TV and now was reproducing her finger fucking in close up detail. Jack was back on their big bed, his dressing gown cast aside and was working hard on his cock which by now was as big as she had ever seen it; fully erect, towering away from his lower belly, looking for all the world like a purple headed missile about to take flight. The mushroom head was engorged seemingly to the point of bursting and she noted with pleasure that he had forced on one of the smaller cock-rings she had bought for him and the rest of his prick was rapidly swelling, leaking pre-cum like a dripping tap. The sight of Jack alternately stroking and then quickly gripping and working his cock hard, combined with the live action replay on the TV was more than enough to push Sophie to the edge of orgasm, her clitoris screaming for attention. Her free hand, which she had been using to keep some semblance of balance, moved to her sopping smooth pussy and she inserted three fingers harshly,using her thumb to massage her aching clit. The sensations peaked and With a loud shriek she came hard, falling to her knees and tumbling into a black void where every sense was multiplied ten-fold. When she regained her composure she realised that Jack had also climaxed the trail of cum that was now streaked across the bedroom floor telling it's own story.
When she was at last able to stand, Sophie crossed to the washbasin. An evil thought ran through her mind. Fuck the shower, she thought as she washed her hands and then leaned over to wash her pussy and her ass-hole, she looked up and saw her reflection in the mirror. She was flushed, hot and, she realised, still incredibly horny. This fitted in very nicely with the plan that was beginning to take shape in her mind. She became aware that Jack had moved in behind her.