Kathy closed the blinds with trembling hands. She was
nervous, yes, but more so excited. She nearly tripped as she
went to the next window, her heart pounding in her chest as
she moved.
"Ok, honey. It's time to go outside." she cooed to her
young daughter.
"I don't want to go outside." she replied.
"Mommy wants you to go outside, just for a little
while." She pushed her daughter slightly towards the door,
but she just grabbed onto her black micro jogging shorts.
"Go on, it's good to play outdoors." She reassured.
The little girl gave in, and headed out the door. Kathy
drew the curtains, and noticed her palms were sweaty. She
moved to each window, closing the blinds and enjoying her
tingling body. Her heart seemed to stop as she saw the
picture of her husband on the dresser. She loved him so
much.
She went into the bathroom to wipe her hands. As she
dried them in the towel, she avoided her image in the
mirror. She knew Jack was coming. What she didn't know is if
they would make love.
Jack lived next door. And for the three years Kathy and
her husband Alan had lived next to him, they had barely
exchanged words. He was attractive, but Kathy was loyal to
her beloved husband, despite her past adventures of having
sex with many men. She sensed Alan was jealous of him, and
probably justly so. Alan just wasn't as attractive, and
Jack's constant parade of sex partners only spurred Alan's
self-doubts and insecurities.
Kathy walked back to the doorwall, and pulled the
curtain slightly aside. Her daughter was caught up in a game
with the little boy who lived behind them. Kathy closed the
drape, and sat on the couch. Her bare legs felt a bit of a
chill from the fabric. She had turned the air conditioning
up, not because the day was hot, however. She looked at her
chest, her hard nipples offering the proof of the cold. She
fell back into a cushion. She had run 10 miles that morning,
but wasn't tired. She knew part of the reason was because
she was in shape, and few people could guess her thin frame
and toned muscles went through two childbirths. The other
reason she wasn't tired was because she met Jack on her run.
She didn't think anything of it when he fell in beside
her, matching her stride and pace. But his pulsing muscles
and deep, masculine grunts suddenly struck her with the
notion of what he must be like in bed. She began to image
his rhythm transferred from a steady jog to a steady
thrusting of his penis into her cunt. She imagined his
strained look above her naked body instead of beside her.
She imagined his stamina lasting through three orgasms...
It seemed a friendly gesture to invite him over for
lemonade. So why was she closing the windows and kicking out
her child? Why was she thinking of committing adultery and
seducing the man? She squirmed at the thought. A few years
ago, she loved the game of seduction. Driving a man into a
sexual frenzy was almost better than the sex itself. But for
three years now she had been limited to sex with one man.
Her powers as a seductress had gone unused.
The door knocked. Kathy's heart thumped with the
pounding. She straightened her half-shirt and went to the
door. Jack entered with a casual hello. Kathy guided him to
the kitchen, and poured his lemonade. She hid her shaking
hands from him. She glanced at the clock. 2PM. Three hours
until her husband came home. Three hours... three years...
She moved towards Jack, his glass in one hand, the
pitcher in the other.
"None for you?" he asked.
"I have to do my stretches first." She was lying. She
didn't stretch after a run.
She moved into the family room, and lifted her leg to
the counter. She rubbed her hands along the long, smooth,
tanned length. Jack watched her intently, and sipped his
lemonade. She grasped her toes, and stretched her head
toward them. She held a few moments, and seeing that Jack
was watching as intended, released. She lifted her right leg
as she turned to his direction. She brought it over her head
a moment, realizing full well the high-cut micro shorts
didn't have a prayer at covering her pantyless crotch. She
let the leg fall to the counter, and let out an "ooh" as she
stretched.
Jack was chewing on his ice, still watching. Ok, Kathy,
you've got his attention. Do you want to fuck him? She
answered her own question by bending over. Her tight half-
shirt revealed ample cleavage. Combined with her severe
nipple-protrusion, and she knew her breasts were at their
best. She stretched to her toes with several successive
bounces, then stood back up. She turned around, and bent
over again, hoisting her ass slowly upward as she carefully
bent down.
Jack wasn't moving. Kathy finished, walked to the
table, and took an ice cube from his glass. His reaction
said "Yes." He might move slowly, not wishing to advance on
this wife too quickly, but he was under her spell. Kathy
sucked the ice cube, then rubbed it across her forehead,
then down her neck and onto her chest. She collapsed in the
chair next to Jack.
"Ooh, I'm exhausted. And soo hot."
Jack patted her thigh. "You did great out there." Kathy
opened her legs, and Jack, testing the waters, let his hand
rest on her bare flesh. He continued to watch the ice cube
glide against her lightly freckled chest. The drops ran
down, converging into a stream between her breasts.
"I just need to relax..." she said.
Jack, realizing no offense was created by the placement
of his hand, began stroking her thigh. Kathy gripped the ice
cube, and let her hand rest.
"I'm too tired to move..."
"Would you like me to do that for you?" Jack asked. He
expected her to laugh, figuring she was just flirting.
"Would you?"
His cock shifted, spurred by the notion it might
actually be called into action. Jack took the ice cube from
her hand, and began moving it across her chest.
"Mmmmm." she relaxed and closed her eyes.
Kathy's shirt was getting considerably damp, clearly
showing the outlines of her tits. The pink of her nipples
was starting to peek through the white fabric.
The ice cube slipped, wedging itself between Kathy's
breasts. Jack paused, knowing this was a tricky moment. He
pulled the shirt down slightly and placed his fingers on the
cube, resting the unused ones on her left breast. He allowed
to cube to slip again. Kathy squirmed at the cold. The cube
fell between her legs, an inch away from her crotch. Jack
reached for the cube. He didn't make contact with Kathy
until he closed his fist over the ice. His thumb wedged
against her right leg, his pinky against her left. Jack
could she the folds of her cunt through her shorts. Kathy's
legs closed slightly.
"My, that tickles!"
"Really?" Jack wiggled his hand. Kathy's legs clamped
harder, "Ooooh....," then released. Jack maneuvered the ice
cube against her bare leg. Kathy shrieked and thrashed her
head, but didn't move from the chair. Jack moved it to the
other leg, and began sliding it up and down her thigh.
"Uhh ... stop.. stop... uh..." Jack knew her voice
rendered her words untrue. His penis quickly reached full
erection as he realized this married woman was ready to fuck
him. His simple morning flirt was going to pay off! She
arched in her seat and drew a deep breath, expanding her
chest. Drips of water ran under her leg, a glistening stream
stretched from above her knee to her crotch. Kathy gripped
her seat, and felt a tingling shoot its way up from her cunt
and through her nipples. She drew loud, short breaths with
his strokes.
Jack worked the other leg, leaving a cold moist trail
between her twitching legs. He moved the cube to her crotch,
and pressed it against her shorts.
"OHHHHH!" Kathy nearly jumped out of her seat. Jack
pressed it into her folds, then palmed the cube and cupped
her pussy. The cube wedged between her opening and the
shorts. Jack's fingertips slipped under the fabric, tickling
her cunt.
"Uhh! Uhh! Ohhh!" Kathy trashed her head wildly, still
grasping the chair. Jack moved his hand up her stomach, the
trail of water dripping as he moved.
"I'm sorry. I've gotten you all wet."
Kathy interrupted her gasps to utter, "Mm-hmmm."
"You look really hot..." he whispered. "this should
help you cool off..."
Jack, still palming the cube, slid his hand under her
half-shirt. He moved the cube onto her left nipple and
groped her breast with his fingers. In a continuous,
flowing, massaging motion her moved his hand over her
breasts. The action lifted her shirt over her large,
bobbing, glistening tits. The cube had almost completely
melted, but Jack managed to dampen every inch. Once the cube
was gone, he continued to move and caress her dripping
breasts. He pulled on the half-shirt, and Kathy lifted her
arms as he pulled it off her. Her fully free breasts jiggled
as she lowered her arms. Jack moved out of his seat and
straddled her. He took her right nipple in his mouth,
sucking up the water. He flicked his tongue over the
droplets, tasting her flesh.
The doorwall opened.
Jack stood up in a flash. Kathy turned her head to see
her daughter walk in.
The little girl hadn't seen them, her eyes were focused
straight ahead. But in a moment she took her head and saw
her topless mother sitting before a man.
"Mommy?" she asked.
"Jill! I thought I told you to play outside!" Kathy's
mind raced with fear.
"I was thirsty."
Kathy froze with panic.
"Whose that?" little Jill asked, pointing to Jack.
"Um.. um... " Jack stammered.
"He's the doctor!" Kathy offered. "He's making sure
mommy is ok."
"Are you sick?"
"I'm ok He's just checking me out..."
"Why can I see your boobies?"
Kathy had undressed in front of her young daughter
numerous times. 'Boobies' was the name she used to refer to
the rather large bumps on her chest.
"The doctor is checking my boobies, to see if they're
ok."
"Are they hurt?" Jill asked.
Kathy stood up, her boobies jiggling. "They're fine,
dear." She poured her daughter some lemonade. "Now go
outside, ok?"
Jill took the glass and went back out the door.
"That was close..." Kathy sighed as she watched her
daughter.
"You know, I haven't finished checking your boobies..."
Kathy turned toward Jack and smiled. "Why don't you do
a taste test?"
Jack pulled her to him, and sucked on her right nipple
ferociously.
"Oohhh."
Jack circled his tongue, nibbling and mouthing her tit.
Kathy ran her hands through Jack's hair as his hands
massaged and squeezed her breasts. Kathy knew there was no
turning back, but felt no remorse at the realization. She
was going to fuck this man -- on the table if need be. She
was going to let this man push his swollen cock into her
aching cunt. And she knew she would let him do it again. And
again. A thud from outside made Kathy pull back. Just the
kids...
"Why don't we continue this exam somewhere more
private?"
"Mmm. I want my patients to be comfortable..." Jack
said as he rubbed her buttocks. Her nipples continued to
tingle after he broke the touch. Her cunt pulsed with
excitement as he smiled. They got up and walked down the
hall. Jack pushed her through the first doorway.
"No, not here! This is the baby's room!"
Jack noticed a sleeping infant in a crib. He felt a
wave of excitement at the thought of fucking it's mother
right in front of it.
"It's perfect." He closed the door, then pulled her to
him and kissed her. Kathy melted into his arms. She began to
realize that she wasn't the one seducing him. He had seduced
her. All those nights he led beautiful women from his car to
his front door. All the moments she had watched as he kissed
a woman longingly on his porch. It should have been her. She
was the one that should have been with this magnificent
beast.
His hands kneaded her buttocks as they locked together.
Her bared breasts formed a soft cushion between them. Kathy
began to anticipate his hot sperm shooting into her.
Protection was absolutely out. She wondered about having his
baby. Could she pass it off as her husband's? The thought
squirmed all the way down between her legs.
"Um, doctor?" Kathy queried between kisses.
'Yes?"
"I was wondering if you can take a look at my..."
"At your what?"
"Sorry, it's embarrassing for me." she playfully
continued. "Can you look at my..." she pointed to her
crotch.
"Your vagina?"
"My cunt."
Jack smiled at her blatant sexuality. "Any particular
concerns?"
"Hmm, well, a have a dull throbbing ache."
"I see..." Jack began rubbing her cunt. "Does this
help?'
"Uhhh. Yes... That feels good."
"I think I know the problem." Jack knelt to his knees
and ripped down her shorts.
"Ok, I'm going to probe the inside of your vagina, um,
cunt. Please indicate the sensations you feel." He slide a
finger into her wet pussy.
"Ohh. Ohhh."
"Is that good?"
"Y-yes."
Jack moved his finger in and out, drenching it in her
juice.
"Ohh Ohh Ohhh..."
Jack spread her opening wide, and began licking her
clit.
"UUUHHH! Oh that's good! Oh that's good!"
Jack kissed, licked, and sucked around her pussy for
several minutes, his hand reaching up and rubbing her
breasts. Kathy screamed in ecstacy as he brought her to
orgasm.
"Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh God!"
It was a few moments before she realized the crying
baby. Jack didn't seem to notice over of the slurping,
sucking sounds his mouth created.
"Stop... stop, Jack." Jack pulled his head away. He
watched Kathy move to the crib. He was struck by the sight
of this beautiful, nude mother leaning down to her child.
Her breasts swung forward and dangled over the baby's head.
Her dripping cunt arched itself into the air.
"There, there.. It's ok." Kathy tucked in her child.
The sleepy infant subsided it's crying after Kathy had
subsided her moans. She looked at her precious little boy,
born 4 months ago. She really shouldn't be having sex in
front of her son, especially when it wasn't with her
husband!
A warm, hard object pressed between her buttocks. It
was Jack's penis. "How's that throbbing?" he asked.
Kathy's sexual energy returned in a flash. "Hmm. It's
still there. Maybe you need a bigger probe..."
"Lets' try this!" Jack thrust into her from behind,
almost sending her into the crib. She caught herself on the
rails as Jack pushed his cock into her.
"Ohhh ohhh yeah. Much better..."
Jack held her at the waist, pounding her cunt with
rapid, fluid thrusts.
"Uhh.. Uhh..." he grunted. Those same grunts from the
run! Kathy leaned her head back, feeling his cock swell
inside her. Her breasts bounced wildly back and forth,
slapping against her body. She gripped the rails tightly,
and looked down at her son. Her focus hazed as Jack
increased his pace.
"Oh fuck me! FUCK ME!" she yelled. The crib started
rocking with Jacks thrusts, and started banging against the
wall. His penis pounded into her, penetrating and filling
her smooth sheath. He was trying desperately to hold his
cum. He wanted to savor this moment of fucking a mother
over her child. He had always wanted to fuck Kathy, but
figured she was married and the chance was slim. He had
masturbated to her scantily-clad body on warm afternoons,
but never figured her warm, wet cunt would one day tighten
around his hard cock.
"Ooohh! Ohhh!" the moaned together. Kathy focused on
her child stirring beneath her... beneath her bouncing
breasts. Jack's humping increased in force, lifting the crib
up on one end slightly. Kathy closed her eyes, reeling in
the sensation of his hard cock slamming into her and the
sounds of the banging crib. The child began wailing. Jack
continued his rhythm, trying to climax before the child
spoiled the mood, but Kathy tried to pull away. He held her
at the waist, she tried to pull them off, but gave in again
to the pounding cock. Jack slid his hands to her breasts,
twisting and pinching her nipples.
"Oh yeah, oh yeah!" Jack seized up as the cum exploded
into her. The spurts filled her cunt, and Kathy moaned
softly as the warmed fluid lined her pussy. Jack stepped
back, relishing his conquest. The child continued crying.
Jack stroked his cock as Kathy tried to comfort her
child. But now he wouldn't stop crying. Eventually, she
picked the child up, and cradled it to her naked bosom. Jack
was struck again by this woman. A beautiful woman, naked in
front of him with a suckling babe. Her gorgeous body, her
bobbing breasts.... his sperm dripping down her legs.
Kathy walked around the room, bouncing her baby and
cooing to it. It was starting to work. She kissed her
quieting son, and gave Jack a lustful look.
"I think we'd better go somewhere else, doctor." The
baby's mouth found a nipple and began sucking.
Jack got an idea. "Oh no. I think we are fine right
here." He moved towards her...
Jill was thirsty again. The hot sun was quickly
draining her body of fluid. Now in the front yard, she was
about to go inside when a car pulled up.
"Daddy!"
Alan got out of the car, and hugged his daughter.
"Heya, precious. How are you today?"
"Good, daddy. I've been playing."
"I can see that! That's great! What's your mother
doing?"
"She's with the doctor."
"Doctor? What doctor? Is she ok?"
"She's showing her boobies to the doctor."
Alan let go of his daughter. He knew the term 'boobies'
meant his wife's breasts. His first thought was she might
have cancer. He rushed to the door. He had taken two steps
inside when he realized she wasn't having her breasts
examined for lumps.
"Oh, Jack.. oh, Jack..." it was his wife's voice, her
lyrical voice of sexual intercourse. Mixed in was a man's
grunting. Shock and anger swept over him as he ran to the
door and opened it.
He froze at what he saw. Jack's arms were around Kathy,
his penis slowly pushing in and out of her cunt from behind
as the two stood in the room. Their eyes were closed, their
slow ecstacy blinding them to his presence. Alan walked in
the room, his eyes focused on Jacks muscular buttocks
thrusting into his wife, then up his wife's beautiful body
and to her breast where instead of seeing Jack's groping
hand, he saw his infant son's mouth clamped around her
nipple...
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