She was sitting in her kitchen making tea – music blaring … she never heard the door.
He was hoping to find her there alone, he had gotten hard on the way to her house that morning, and painfully so, just thinking about letting himself in like this...
He wore a slim tee shirt and some old shorts but no underwear, his erection already straining against the waistband
She had her back turned – still in her silk night dress.
He could not believe his luck or how this sexy woman was just lounging around her house even after what had happened.
She is reading through a lingerie catalog that also sells clothes in her size and absentmindedly puts down her tea. She slinks over to the song player and slowly turn the volume lower.
She realizes she is not alone! Startled, she drops the glossy catalog onto the sparkling clean linoleum floor.
"W-what are you doing here?"
she stutters
"hello, Miss, well I came to see you in that sexy nightie, of course," he replies, looking you up and down hungrily
She stares -frozen in shock – already feeling slightly turned on but hoping it doesn’t show
"mmm, I knew when you didn’t tell anyone what happened that you must have liked the way I treated you..." He says heatedly taking a stride towards her -- until he is pressing her against the kitchen counter -- her on either side of his waist -- as he forces himself closer
"I ... Dexy what are you really doing here?"
In response he only looks up at her with fiery lust and dominance
She tries to sound normal now. and an forces her breathing to stay calm.
"mmm, sss, THIS is what brings me here, lover," as his hands run across her silk, her breasts her nipples "mmm, ahhh gorgeous. and I can tell that Mommy likes it too"
"Dexy... once was enough." she moan
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"what? mmm, not for me, honey, I have to have you whenever I want, and we both know you cant resist.. so"
"NO, no more Dexy.” she pushes him off and walks to the hallway entrance that leads towards the stairs of her home.
"oh? should I just wait here until that guy you are married to gets back?" He threatens, crossing my arms "should I tell him how you let me fill you up, Miss?"
"NO!" She looks slightly scared
"leave Phil out of this," she cant help but notice the massive bulge in the boys shorts, and she knows exactly what he has in there.
"hmmm ... should I not tell him about us... ?"
She stares almost scared that he really will tell her husband. "there is no 'us' Dexy.. I was weak"
He only continues teasing her mercilessly, "I dont agree, but if you want me to keep our secret, you better get over here and show me what a good, sssss sexy wife you are,"
She looks at his expression, looking for some sign that he might be bluffing, then she hangs her head and walks over as she was told.
He eagerly puts his arms around her waist and pulls her against him. She can feel his thick bulge against your her smooth thigh – it feels like a steel rod.
She resists slightly before allowing her body to press against the boy.
"Dexy this is bad,” she protests even as she submits
One hand smoothing its way down the skin of her outer thigh – he relishes her smooth feminine skin -- her heat -- the scent of her body and hair – his other hand squeezing her tight round ass.
"mmm, yes it is bad, but you are a bad girl Miss , I ahhh know how much you sss like to be treated like this," He moans quietly to her reveling in her hot body.
She weakly attempts to try and remove his hand from her thigh
"Dexy, please," she begs not sure what she wants
"I love the way you beg, Miss -- but unless you want us to get caught, I suggest you slide out of those pretty panties under your nightie... hand them to me and tell me that I own you.." he hisses through gritted teeth – face red with excited pumping blood
She complies sliding her panties off.
He watches -- eyes narrowing -- loving her obedience and her hot womanly body
*He holds out his hand "now give your panties to me, lovely, perfect Miss Megan, and tell me who owns you," He demands calmly.
"you do,” she moans.
*He takes the panties and her hand and pulls her into a desperate embrace forcing his insistent, young lips over her soft hot ones. He kisses her deeply "mmm MMM !! mmph mmmmph!!" He moans into her. Her tongue explores his mouth as they kiss – his heart is pounding this perfect submissive woman is more than he ever dreamed of. He sucks on her tongue gently as she explores his mouth, he tastes of salt and lemon
She moves her face away "Dexy... what are you doing to me..."
*his hand on her ass gently slides under and between her legs from behind ...
She stiffens for a second...
"mmm ssss ahhh ahh I - i - i am teaching you who owns your hot body and your perfect pink little pussy Miss," he groans and puffs and pants to get the words out.
"I thought you owned me?" she says slightly defiant still then she feels his palm expertly placed on her labia, -- !! -- as his fingertips contact her sensitive clit and his thumb pressures her tight asshole.
She moans unable to stop herself |