I'm awakened by a muffled bang, confused in the dark of our bedroom as I sit up. My arm slides to your side of the bed, empty, and my eyes find the clock on my bedside table. 2:30 in the morning...where are you? My initial worry fades as your light giggle filters up the stairs and down the hall to our room. Hmmm, back from girl's night I remember. I'm halted as I rise from bed, listen harder, and hear a man's voice followed by your whisper. My heart skips as I move to our door, pulling it open to listen.
"Shhhhhhh! We can't wake him up..." and another sexy giggle. "Christ, your husband's home? I thought you were alone...I'd better not..." "C'mon" you purr to him, "Don't you want to finish what I started in the car?" Silence for a moment, then his voice..."Oh yessss.how can I say no to that?" "He sleeps like a rock anyway...we just need to be a little quiet is all...mmmmmmm...can you be quiet while I do this?" "God yesssss....just like that..."
Sliding down the hall now, I slip across the top of the stairway to the hall overlooking our foyer. I see you there, on your knees in front of him, his back against the front door. One hand is in your thick chestnut hair, gripping your head lightly, the other on the wall to steady himself. I can't see your face, but I can hear the wet sucking sounds and see your hand working up and down his shaft.
I can't believe you're doing this in our own house. My hand covers my own cock through my shorts, feeling it swell as I watch. I can see the top of your stockings beneath your skirt hem as it rides up your thighs, and my eyes follow the dark seams along the backs of your legs until they disappear in the black spiked heels on your feet. It was all I could do not to try seducing you before you left this evening, and now I stand and watch as you seduce another man instead right before my eyes. I hear his cock pop out of your mouth with a wet smack as you stand and push his jacket over his shoulders. Your nails are deep red against his white shirt, and in the quiet I can almost hear them click together as you work his buttons free and peel it off. You turn suddenly and walk to the living room, sharp heels clicking on the tile before going silent in the carpet.
He follows obediently and I quietly shift to the other side of the stairway, gaining an angle in to the front half of the living room. You're on the couch already and he falls to his knees in front of you, pushing hurriedly at your skirt with one hand and pushing your thighs apart with the other. Not bothering to pull you panties off, he pushes them aside and buries his face between your legs. You spread them wide for him, moaning softly as his tongue dives inside your hole. I watch your nails drift over the back of his head, coaxing him on, then look at your face. You open your eyes, look at him briefly and murmur "that's it...yes...like that" before turning your eyes to the stairway. You gaze in to the darkness, eyes searching. Hidden in the shadows, I shift my body slightly hoping you'll pick up the movement. Your eyes lock on me, and I move once more to let you know for sure. A wicked little grin slides across your crimson lips then, and you push his head more forcefully in to you..."mmmm yea...lick it...lick my pussy..."
Returning your eyes to me, you deliberately release the buttons of your blouse, revealing your milky white skin inches at a time. Watching me the whole time, unclasping your bra, letting your beautiful breasts spill out and teasing your pink nipples to life. Pulling his hair now, you command "fuck me lover...I need your cock inside me...do it now!" He rises, kicks out of his shoes and pants quickly, throbbing cock springing toward you. You roll over, pushing your ass toward him and tugging at your panties. He pulls them down over your stockings, tangling them on your heels, obliging and leaving them when you call out again "...now...fuck me now!" You moan deeply as his head breaches you, pushing back against him until his balls rest against your clit. You're moaning constantly now, squealing as he thrusts, and he's shushing you as he pushes his dick deep inside. He glances over his shoulders at the stairs nervously, turning back to you as your nails bite in to his hip, pulling him back. Your head plunges in to the back of the couch as the first orgasm washes over you, your cries muffled in the cushions. Recovering quickly, you push him as he pulls back, turning over again and placing one heeled foot on the coffee table. He takes the other leg and puts it on his shoulder, and I can see your slippery pussy as he plunges back inside. You cry out again, looking in to his eyes, urging him to fuck you more loudly than you should. He tries to quiet you, caught up in the frenzy himself, your squeals growing louder each time his balls slap against your ass. He covers your mouth as you tell him to fuck you harder, begging for his cock. His hand over your mouth is only fuel for the fire, your screams now muffled but clearly audible in the still night. He pounds you furiously, sweat now sheening both your bodies, watching your tits bounce and holding your smooth ankle with his free hand. Your nails dig in to his ass, as you feel him cumming, pulling him and holding him deep inside as he shudders violently, his own moan much louder than intended as he empties his thick cream deep inside you.
