That night, Alita had just finished her report and was exhausted from her dayās work, so after her dinner she took a well deserved bubble bath. As she got undressed she admired her delicious body in front of the mirror, she cupped her voluptuous breasts with both hands as she turned around to see her shapely ass. Looking at herself like that made her wonder why her husband would still cheat on her.
āIf he doesnāt want these any more maybe someone else would love to have a taste of these.ā Alita thought as she traced the curves of her soft bottom.
Mrs. Alita Causing, was the best friend of Cynthia they had been friends since they became co-workers at the Piedmont School for boys. Alita was in her late thirties and was also married to a Navy man, although they had been married for eight years now, but still Alita has not bore her husband a child. Having no child and having her husband only for 6 months in a year gave Alita all the time to take care of herself, she would go to the gym 4 times a week and jog with Cynthia every morning. All of these sacrifices gave her a very delicious figure, with her long tanned legs, her flat belly, a curvy behind and a most luscious pair of breasts that would make any man drool at its very sight. But with all the hard work to keep herself beautiful for her husband, he still had the nerve to cheat on her. Thinking about how her husband betrayed her made her want to get back at him for treating her this way. So as the bubbles covered her luscious body, Alita plotted how to get back at her cheating husband.
The next morning, as usual the two ladies had their morning jog. After going around the block 5 times the ladies decided to stop and have breakfast at Alitaās house.
āCynthia would you like a cup of coffee?ā Alita asked her friend as she wiped her sweat off her neck.
āNo, Litz Iāll just have some OJ.ā Cynthia replied as she took a seat by the kitchen counter.
āSo when is Ronnie coming back.ā Alita asked her friend.
āActually heās coming home this afternoon.ā Cynthia told Alita with a smirk on her face.
āWhy are you making that face, Cynth. Arenāt you happy that your husband will be coming home?ā Alita was surprised at her friendās reaction.
āTo tell you frankly my friend, I donāt give a damn if he doesnāt come back, heās just a distraction to me and Joey.ā Cynthia confessed to her friend.
āIām sorry you feel that way Cynth, but speaking of Joey I need some body to help with cleaning up the attic. Would you ask him if he could come by this afternoon Iāll pay him if he wants to.ā
āOh , is my friend is planning something for my Joey?ā Cynthia had a sly smile on her face.
āOh Cynth, itās not what your thinking I just want some help.ā Alita tried to explain to her friend. But Cynthia will not buy that excuse, she knows that Alita was in the same boat as she was, long neglected by her husband and needing some attention that only a member of the opposite sex can satisfy.
āOkay Litz, donāt be too defensive.ā Cynthia reassured her friend , she understood her friend completely so she wasnāt at all jealous if she tried to fuck her young lover.
āOkay Iāll call him after breakfast and then Iāll let him come over after school.ā
āThanks, Cynth youāre a true friend.ā Alita thank her friend but her mind was now busy contemplating about her plans for that afternoon.
As they finished breakfast, Cynthia went home and then Alita went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. While taking her shower she grew excited at the prospect of seducing the young boy. As she imagined her plans for that afternoon, instinctively her hands gently cupping her soft breasts kneading them until her nipples stood out like small pebbles, then a hand slid down to her excited pussy playing with her tense clitoris, soliciting a soft cry of pleasure from Alita.
āHaaaaahhhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhhhhā¦ā¦ā¦.āAlita squealed in pleasure as she gently stroked her swollen love bud.
But not yet satisfied with just playing with her inflamed clit, Alita laid in the tub and then slowly spread her firm legs apart, such that they were resting on the edges of the tub, then she slipped two fingers inside her depraved vagina extracting a satisfying moan from this mature woman.
āUuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā She moaned heavily as she increased the pace of her fingers until
āAaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrggggghhhhhhā¦ā¦ā¦Joeeeeeeyā¦ā¦ā Alita cried as her body tightened up and then a gush of pleasure coursed through her. That was the first time in nearly a year that she has experienced an orgasm.
As the warm sprays of the shower hit her limp body, Alita thought to herself
āIf I could experience this much pleasure just by imagining Joey, how much pleasure will I experience if he puts his cock inside of me.ā Alita thought as she continued to rub her spent pussy.
Joey was roused up from his slumber when he heard the phone ring from there kitchen. Joey woke up quite irritated, the incessant ringing of the phone cut short his wonderful dream of him and Mrs. McKinley having sex in her kitchen floor.
āHello?ā he impatiently answered the phone.
āAhā¦Yes is this Joey?ā came a familiar sweet voice.
āYes, this is him. Who is this please?ā
āAhā¦thank God Joey your awake, this is Mrs. McKinley.ā
āAh..good morning maām I thought your husband was coming home today?ā Joey asked her as he tried not to sound jealous.
āOh.. letās not talk about my husband, I called up because Mrs. Causing, remember her, wanted help cleaning up her attic and she asked me I could call you up to ask you if you could help her this afternoon?ā
āOh..Okay Iāll go there when I get off from school.ā Joey assured her.
āMrs. McKinley? I miss you already!ā Joey told his lover as he tried to suppress his longing for her.
āI miss you too baby, but remember that this is only temporary. When that asshole returns to his ship I will be all yours again, baby.ā Cynthia whispered on the phone as her children played next to her.
āAnd Joey baby, I love you.ā Cynthia affirmed her affections to the boy.
āI love you too maāmā
And with those words there conversation ended and Joey got ready for school, his heart deeply saddened by not having had a chance to make love to Mrs. McKinley.