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After spending an entire weekend having sex with my horny and energetic niece, my headspace was much improved. I can't say that I fucked all of my anger away, but damn if I didn't try. I didn't think about my wife or my brother. Missy and I laughed a lot and spent most of the time exploring each other's bodies. It was perfect. Sunday evening came and I watched her skip happily back to her house next door. I was content if not a little sore.
I cleaned the entire house, trying to remove any indication of our activities. It was after midnight when my wife Emily came home. I was in a deep sleep when she crawled into bed with me. Suddenly, I felt her warm hand tugging me in a slow jerk. I was sleeping on my right side and she was behind me with her face buried in my neck. "You changed the sheets," she whispered in my ear. I just hummed in response, desperately trying to get back to the sweet dream where I was reliving this past weekend. I enjoyed my wife's stimulation but I was too tired to question it.
The physical toll of this past weekend on my body left me drained but also euphoric. I just laid there and enjoyed my wife's touches. Emily's hands slid my briefs down and I tensed up when I felt a warm mouth on my cock. "Mmmm, Miss..." My eyes flew open as I stopped myself from moaning my niece's name. My almost fatal mistake had me now wide awake.
I raised the sheet slightly to see my wife on her side in front of me. She was so focused on working my cock, I don't think what I said registered. I rolled over onto my back and she simply followed me, refusing to break the seal of her lips over me. She was doing everything that she knew I liked. Her tight grip and simultaneous fixation on my frenulum had me momentarily immobilized. She was getting really sloppy with her blowjob. I could feel her saliva sliding down my cock and over my balls. I managed to pull myself up and pressed my back against the headboard. I needed to clear my head. Emily followed me. She gripped me forcefully, trying to swallow as much of me as she could. I could feel my cock flex in her throat.
"Em...wait..ooooh" I squirmed as I tried to push her head away. It was then my wife finally locked eyes with me. Her expression changed from lustful eagerness to irritation. Her mouth pulled away leaving a string of drool from where it was once connected to me. She quickly straddled me and I could see her fully naked body. From the moonlight in the open window, I could see her big, and beautiful milky tits. She leaned in to rub her soft breasts against me and placed my palm on one of them.
Her mouth covered mine in a desperate kiss. I wasn't very receptive and she had to pry my lips open. She was now back to tugging my firm cock that rested against her thigh. I made a weak attempt at pulling away. "C'Mon I need you," she pleaded with a frustrated frown. She grasped my chin tightly. "Ohh, you want it rough today," she smirked as she smacked me firmly across my cheek.
"God dammit Em!" I shoved her off me in anger. She lay there on her back laughing at me as she pushed her breasts together roughly. "Uh oh, Markie's mad" She pouted before bursting into more laughter.
I moved over to her and kneeled on the bed, looking down at her. Emily smiled up at me with one of her wicked little smiles. She pushed her breasts together, sliding them up and down in opposite directions. I sighed heavily, hypnotized by her large nipples. We haven't had sex since I learned about the affair a week ago. I didn't think I was sexually frustrated but my weekend with Missy proved otherwise.
