Continuation of Justine's new adventures into being a hot wife. It is not necessary to read the first stories to follow this story but will provide a little more context and some of the references.
As always *This is a work of fiction, any similarities to people, places and things is coincidental. All sex is consensual and between persons 18 and older*
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Typical Justine, she was racking her mind trying to figure out if he would really need to eat and be expecting her to have made him lunch or if he was just being clever and wanted her pussy cleaned up after her adventure in her dad's shop. She was ferociously soaping her body and paying special attention to her pussy and ass. Lavender scented soap she read, "god I hope Jared likes this smell," she thought.
She stepped out of the shower and quickly toweled herself off. She couldn't believe how quick this was all happening and how quick her descent was happening. Not 2 weeks ago she was calling her husband a weirdo and could not wrap her head around his desire and fantasy of her becoming a hotwife, and now here she was with one lover under her belt, filming a custom video for a potential lover who was now on his way to be the second man to claim her pussy in the two weeks since she had even seen her husband. She blushed thinking how much she was already enjoying this and hoped her husband was still going to be onboard with this. In her mind this would be a hard genie to put back into the bottle if he was no longer comfortable with it, but she could practically already feel his cock growing hard in her hand as she imagined telling the stories she had already collected, and hoped what was to come was just as great of a story.
She couldn't remember ever having showered so thoroughly, so quickly and having dried off even quicker. She hoped Jared didn't mind her hair being a little damp. It was one of those things her husband Andrew had an aversion for, like people who can't hear or see other people eating or chewing, he would get similarly uncomfortable at the feel of her laying her wet hair on his chest if they cuddled after she got out of the shower. He didn't mind it anywhere else, arm, lap, wrapped up in his big hands, but for whatever reason, wet hair on his chest made his skin crawl. She made it a game some times when they would be playing around as they got ready for bed, he would kiss down her jaw line and then playfully nibble her chin which was her aversion, and she would playfully bat him away and force her wet head on his chest to be met with him trying to squirm away. Justine threw her hair up in a messy bun, anticipating Jared grabbing her by it and pulling her into him, whether it was for a kiss or to shove his cock down her throat, she couldn't tell which thought she preferred more.
She didn't stop to put on any clothes. She came up with the plan though that she was going to put on her mom's apron with nothing else underneath and make him a sandwich and greet him with both his options for lunch. Graduating in 2010 that was a popular joke in the macho guy circle's of having a girl make a guy a sandwich, like that was somehow her agreeing to be submissive to him. Ironic she was going to lean into it today, but she hoped he would enjoy it. As she finished putting the top piece of bread on she heard the gravel kicking up outside of the house and saw his truck come to a stop in front of the shop. Justine went to the door and took a deep breath and turned the knob opening the door and stepping out into the sunshine, practically nude. With a sheepish wave to the cab of the truck to get Jared's attention and let him know where to join her. The driver side door swung open and out walked Jared. He was more handsome in person than she remembered, and thought part of it might be that now that he works construction and farm life he has that well defined cowboy look that you can only get from doing the hard work of it and taking care of yourself and not like the older generation who were more prone to eat junk and fall asleep in front of the TV after they put the hard work in and let themselves go.
He had sandy blond hair close cropped hid under a hat for a farm equipment brand with a close trimmed chin strap beard. He approached her with an easy stride, sly smile, and hungry eyes. Justine knew he was going to devour her. Jared was close to 6'6" but as he approached she felt it was much taller, and made her feel like a mouse standing at 5'9" and her stomach felt like it was full of butterflies.
"That's cute," he said as he came closer, still smirking in that sexy way he always knew how to do in high school that turned all the girls legs to jelly. It was doing the same thing to Justine and was taking all of her concentration and willpower to continue her role.
"Oh, this?" she asked as she did a twirl causing the apron to flare up and showing off her ass and pussy up close and personal. "Thank you, I got it from my mama," she awkwardly joked.
He came in close to her, almost pressing his face into her, and breathed, "Girl, if your mama still looked even close to how tight you keep it," he breathed as he grabbed her bare ass with one hand and caressed her face with his other moving a strand of hair behind her ear, "your daddy have me to worry about," emphasizing his point with a rough squeeze.
Justine was breathing in his musk for dear life, feeling like it was almost acting like a drug for her, and she wasn't able to get enough. Jared took a step back and looked down at the plate she had in her hand. He picked up the sandwich and whistled and then leaned in close to her ear again, gruffly whispering, thats cute that you think I'm going to use my mouth on anything but you while I'm here."
Just as he leaned away and Justine took in another breath her family's pack of dogs approached the porch. Jared turned and took an aggressive step toward them, set his eyes in a way that shone his intensity through and quickly held his right hand up in a show to have them stop while his left casually hung at his side holding the sandwich. Showing his animal magnetism that Justine was already feeling the effects of herself, she saw that the dogs had no care for the food that was in front of them and they knew they had to show this person their attention and deference as he was the person in control. Promptly upon Jared raising his hand the dogs came to an immediate stop, all eyes on his eyes. "Sit." he commanded the dogs, and immediately they all sat down. He tore the sandwich in 3 pieces, one for each dog. "Obedience gets rewarded," he said as he gave each a piece and turned around grabbed Justine by the waist and said "Show me to the bed that you are about to ruin."
"Yes d-daddy," Justine excitedly said, turning and showing him her ass as she led him in the house.
Jared paused closing the door behind him and made to take off his boots, at which Justine surprised him for the first time practically jumping down in front of him on her hands and knees, saying "Please daddy let me, you work so hard and are about to take care of me so good, let me."
"Where the hell did that come from," Justine thought, she had never once been compelled to help someone remove their shoes, she had never felt the need to show someone how obedient she was willing to be, or even been that smooth and ramp up her sexy talk that quick. Normally she was awkward and clunky when it came to dirty talk, but it seemed like she was on autopilot now as she loosened the laces.