Chris and Becca are two crazy kids from the Midwest. They are 'friends'. Both are married (to other people) and both have a family. You might recognize them as your bank teller, high school teacher, landscaper, plumber or even simply your next door neighbor. Basically, they are the people you see everyday that you take for granted, who you assume are regular people who lead normal, boring lives.
In reality, Chris and Becca are pushing 50, fit, active and when they are together, look like they've known each other forever, though they met only 5 years ago. Heck, they might even look like they are married. In fact, many people who have never met their spouses think they are a married couple.
That seems to be part of the beauty of their relationship. They seem 'together'. They have a mutual and evident love and respect for each other... and a definite attraction. They are uniquely similar...and that's where the story begins.
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Becca emailed Chris, 'I'll see you tomorrow at 9a. If something changes, will be home until 8:45, just email me.'
Chris' reply was a simple, 'K', before they signed off.
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Becca rose early the next morning. It was her day off and it had been a few weeks since she and Chris had time to spend together. Everything went normally.....husband to work and child to school. Now she could get a load of clothes in the wash, the dishes done and a quick shower before heading out.
This morning, Becca took particular care to shave not only her legs and underarms, but her pussy, in anticipation of Chris' caress and oral ministrations. She paused, rubbing herself and finding that even in the shower, she felt how her pussy anticipated Chris' mouth and cock..
Becca loved her husband and their marriage was ok, sex was adequate, rote and somewhat regular and their life relatively comfortable. Her husband was a tich possessive or at least liked to be the one in control, which she suppose made the freedom even sweeter. Chris seemed to love his wife and family, but she could tell there was an underlying restlessness that just wasn't about more sex. No matter how much they talked about their spouses, they were committed to their marriages.
Now, after feeling her smooth pussy, slipping into a thong, bra and a comfy pair of jeans and t-shirt, completing her regular morning routine, packing her favorite dildo and strap-on and her errand list and doing one last check of her emails, she was out the door.
Chris was in the habit of leaving the door unlocked, so she would enter and holler 'hello'. He was usually in sweats or boxer briefs, just getting up from watching porn. They kissed, exchanged greetings and Becca reached down to feel his cock to see how far along he was.
Today, they had time, so they sat together and watched a woman wearing a strap-on fuck her male partner. They kissed and rubbed on each other making Becca particularly aroused. She had confessed to Chris, that she very much wanted to experiment with 'having a penis' and taking control of their play time. They had talked about it many times and Chris liked and encouraged the idea.