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The Innocent Wife | jagfarlane | 4

 

Lisa soon found herself driving along the highway in her Mazda RX-8. The little car had been a Christmas gift from hubby, one of the few days he actually took off and spent with her. The warm leather seat, though, made her squirm today, her pussy still damp from this mornings activities, as a passing thought made a moan come from her lips. She just grinned for a second, thinking instead of William driving the car, while her lips tried to engulf that hard member of his. Snapping out of the daze, she just barely made the turnoff into the mall and parked the car. She took a second to gather her thoughts, before stepping out and making her way into the stores. Seemingly controlled by other worldly thoughts, Lisa found herself in the middle of Victoria's Secret, looking over a pair of pink thongs.

Lisa had never worn thongs before, she was married and felt no real reason to wear what she had thought of as butt floss...but the overwhelming urge to get this particular pair soon consumed her so much, that within minutes of leaving the store, she was in the bathroom changing into them. A glance at herself in the mirror caused a pleased smile, as she noticed how much better her shorts looked without a panty line to them.

Lisa sauntered her way out of the bathrooms and just began to stroll the mall, taking in the sights, and for once, the rather well built young men within the the confines. She found her eyes roving over there young, trim bodies, admiring hardened muscles, and more than once, admiring the hidden muscle within there tight jeans. Little did she realize, she was actually the cause of more than one of those.

Her conscience soon caught up with her...a quick blush as she realized what she was doing and quickly scampered out of the mall area and hurried back home...just in time to see William laying out in the sun, a pair of cutoff jeans on, bronzing his well built body. Lisa had to tear her eyes away and scurry into the house, running up to the kitchen to get a cold glass of lemonade and try to calm her raging hormones down.

 

What happens next to Lisa?


          Flooded emotions

 
 
 

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