Mikes Wife Finds Another Ch 02

Karen made her way back downstairs, her legs feeling weak. She sank onto the sofa in the living room, her mind whirling. She was overwhelmed with conflicting emotions: shock, curiosity, embarrassment, and an unexpected excitement. She tried to work out in her mind what she was feeling. She had not felt this kind of complicated discomfort since her lesbian lover initiated it months ago. Karen then recognized it was her own guilt. She was already embroiled in a barely containable lesbian affair with Alex and now she felt an immediate sexual attraction to Sarah.

She thought of Mike, her husband, her partner in this perfectly crafted life. She thought of Alex, her lover, her partner in a forbidden lesbian affair. She felt sadness. Was she becoming some kind of sexual addict, an insatiable whore perhaps? With her picture of Sarah's innocence shattered, Karen's secret desire began to create forbidden scenarios in her dirty mind and she was unable, unwilling, to stop them.

The afternoon dragged, each moment bringing more dampness to Karen's panties. Karen jumped every time she heard a noise, expecting Sarah to emerge, oblivious to what Karen had seen. She kept replaying the scene in her mind. The images of an enormous dildo stretching out Sarah's young pussy and waves of orgasms flooding over her body caused Karen's pussy to respond. A part of her wanted to talk to her, to know why her nanny, the girl who read bedtime stories to her children, had such a vibrant secret life. Another part of her wanted to pretend it never happened, to bury it deep inside and never acknowledge it.

When the children finally arrived home, Karen forced a smile, slipping back into her role as the attentive mother. She helped them with their coats and snacks, the image of Sarah momentarily fading into the background.

Later that evening, after the children were off to Grandma's for a sleepover, Karen found herself alone again and unable to settle. She wandered through the house again, her thoughts growing increasingly sexual. She knew that she had to acknowledge what she'd seen but didn't know how. Karen also realized she might be overreacting. What Sarah was doing was completely natural and something Karen had done herself on many occasions. In her mind, Sarah was pretty much above reproach because she was too good with the kids and she fit in the family perfectly.

Karen found herself drawn to the spare room again. This time, the door was closed. She hesitated for a moment, her hand hovering above the knob before deciding against it for tonight.

Instead, she retreated to her own bedroom, her mind still racing with unanswered questions. Karen needed her own release. The fantasies that had been swirling in her head awakened her own physical needs. She found herself wanting to replay Sarah's exquisite orgasm for herself, but as she opened her own hidden toy box, she gasped. Her largest dildo was gone. The brief image of Sarah burned in her mind; Karen realized that Sarah was using her favorite dildo. Karen felt her own pussy twitch with excitement. Karen made a point of never cleaning her sex toys, no matter how soaked they were, preferring to lick the thick crust of pussy juice off them and lubricating them with a fresh coat of her saliva before using them. It excited her that Sarah's pussy juices were mixed with hers on her favorite toy, a toy that now probed the depth and width her nanny's smoldering womb.

Like a bolt of lightning Karen's fear overwhelmed her brief moment of excitement that Sarah had been into her secret space. How many times had Sarah used the large dildo? Had Sarah used all of her sex toys, working up to the largest one in the last six months? What else had Sarah discovered about her secrets? She longed to talk to her but Karen felt a sense of guilt that made her wish she hid her shame better. The perfect order that she had so carefully constructed now seemed fragile and she felt vulnerable knowing that Sarah might know about her secret life with Alex.

Karen, unable to shake the images of seeing her nanny in the throes of orgasm, pulled out her Magic Wand and her second largest dildo. This dildo was longer than the one Sarah's pussy engulfed but didn't have the same girth. It would have to do, though. With a strong physical urgency, Karen pulled her damp panties aside and plunged the large dildo deep into her body. A small orgasm rocked her as the head of this rubber cock hit her cervix. Once Karen's orgasm subsided, she planted the head of her most loved vibrator squarely against her clit. If Karen could love an inanimate object, it would definitely be her Magic Wand, it had provided her hundreds of orgasms over the years. The images of Sarah swirling in her mind and the intense physical pleasure being administered to her entire sexual region caused Karen to erupt in a series of gasping orgasms. Her pussy gushed its nectar forth, soaking her panties and the bottom of her oversize t-shirt.

In the midst of this series of orgasms, she saw her own bedroom door was cracked open. She instinctively shut off the Hitachi that was buzzing loudly on her clit. Had she left the door open or had someone opened it? Since it was only Sarah and her in the house, Karen secretly hoped that Sarah had witnessed her powerful orgasm. Also hoping her secret admirer was still watching, Karen slowly slipped off her soaked panties and flung them towards the door with her foot. Karen moved slightly on the bed, so that her legs were up and spread wide, facing the doorway. If Sarah was watching her, she was going to see Karen's sex fully exposed.

Karen flicked the Hitachi back on high speed, hoping the loud buzz would embolden her secret admirer to explore without fear of any noise she might make catching the attention of her boss. Karen then reached down to resume fucking herself rudely with the large dildo. Her hand was soon a blur as she plunged this dildo in and out of her sopping hole and her mind was awash with pleasure as the Hitachi sent vibrations through her clit and deep into her soul. She desperately hoped Sarah was watching her closely.

Trying to keep an eye on the door and weather the storm of orgasms ripping through her body, Karen saw the door open a little more and Sarah's hand reach in for her discarded panties. Fully aware she had an audience, Karen let go of her inhibitions and fucked herself into a series of unadulterated, screaming orgasms, unable to contain her cries. Karen's orgasms were so powerful, her moans and cries could have been heard by the neighbors. When Karen's orgasms finished, she dropped the Hitachi on the bed and passed right out to sleep with the large dildo still deep in her satisfied pussy.