And when we watch porn, YOU are NOT the kind of girl she watches. I think she’s into older women with large breasts. And your… what? 21 with 36B’s?” “EXCUSE ME! I’m 29! And they’re C’s!!!” “OK OK your36 C’s aren’t even close to the 40Ds of Brandi Love. Also, whenever I point out a hot young girl, her first response is ‘she’s the same age as our daughter!’. So, this all may go terribly wrong.
And finally, you should know, she’s extremely possessive of me. And if anything were to happen, my interactions would be with her only. To me you’d be a housemaid and a sexual toy, for my wife, and that’s it. I’m never going to fall for you or leave….” “wait wait wait Let me stop you right there!”, she interjected, “I’m OK with that.
I was only interested in you to find out your story. I’m a bartender and people’s stories fascinate me. Really, that’s all. Her, on the other hand, her I want! And I’ll do whatever I have to do, to be able to be her plaything. Really! Anything!!
But, if she’s so jealous of you, won’t she be freaked out about you being gone so long?” “Yeah, so I’ve got a confession to make!” I said, “not knowing what your game-plan was when I walked in, I turned my phone on to record. So, I could prove to her my intentions weren’t self-motivated and in case anything weird went down.” She laughed, “So you’re still recording me?” I leaned across the table and pointed to the icon at the top of my phone, showing it was recording us and that it was still running.
She said, “I’m gonna take this and make a recording for her. You’re not allowed to listen in, until you’re home and with her.” Reluctantly I agreed, I told her to leave her phone number in the video, and then watched her walk off with my phone. It seemed like she was gone forever. Visions of her finding and stealing all the x-rated pictures of my wife filled my thoughts.
And then I saw her walking towards me. She handed me back my phone saying, “Wow, you’ve got some really sexy pictures of her on here!” A terrified expression was obviously taking over my face. “Oh my god, I’m just kidding! I’m so sorry, (she laughed) I didn’t mean to scare you!
Here, take it, I swear I kept it on the same app the entire time. As a matter of fact, it’s on pause, I mention that in the video. That way if you stop it to see what I recorded, she’ll know.” “Really!?” I said “I’m not gonna lie, I’m a little insulted at your lack of faith in me.” She said, “no, I was actually thinking of you. That way she’ll know you were on your best behavior the whole time.”
I thanked her and said, “OK, here’s the deal. We’re staying with my sister and her grandkids for the next couple days while we’re in town. I’ll talk with my wife and show her the video, when I get back to the house. If she’s interested, I’ll have her throw you a text. If she’s not, I’ll have her delete the video. Deal?” Mags smiled, stuck her hand out and said, “Deal! Either way, it was a pleasure meeting and talking with you.” I returned the sentiment, took in what I assumed would be one last look at her, smiled and turned to leave.
I drove home with thoughts of an amazing sexual adventure running through my mind. Creating something for the ‘bank’ before the inevitable happened… My darling wife, laughing at me with a resounding ‘nice try (lol) not a chance’ as she deleted the video. Hoping I, at least, would get the chance to see and hear what Mags had to say in the video, beforehand.
I arrived at my sister’s house and there was my wife, Memphis, standing out front and walking up to greet me. “How was lunch with your friends? I’m so sorry I couldn’t make it. But I’m feeling so much better now.” She leaned in to kiss me.
I hugged her and reached back grabbing her lower booty cheek as our tongues danced together with me biting her lower lip as I pulled away. I was so horny for her, I wanted to drop her on the front lawn and have my way with her right there and then. She really is so damn pretty and incredibly sexy, without even trying. It filled me with pride, hearing Mags go so crazy over her.
Due to her being sick for 6 months, she’s lost so much weight, and her breasts were considerably smaller, but I looked at her and couldn’t help but think, that she was still just as beautiful as the day I met her. 5’8″ with stunning blue eyes and blond hair. Yes, I have a type, from Tinkerbell to Marilyn Monroe to this incredible goddess standing before me now.
Happy to see me, her excited nipples poked through her thin flimsy tank top shirt, and her ass cheeks were barely concealed under her loose shorts. My cock gets hard just looking at her and thinking about her. I gave that ass one last squeeze followed by a light slap, as we walked towards the house.
I said, “We had a great time. I’m glad you’re feeling better. Personally? I think you feel great.” As I ran my fingers across her lower butt cheek. She laughed, “ooh you’re frisky aren’t you?” I said, “Well, a bit. First, you look incredible in this skimpy outfit. But also, I had a weird encounter after the guys left. There was this girl that worked there and she was hanging out on the patio where I met up with the guys.” “Oh really? So you went out and met a girl?”, she said. Trying, unsuccessfully, to hide the jealousy in her voice.
“Stop! It’s not like that and you know it’s not. I’ve told you before, I’m too old and too happy in love with you, to even want to think about starting over with someone else. Someone who may turn out to be a complete psycho 6 months in. You’re stuck with me lady, today, tomorrow and forever!” She smiled and kissed me on the cheek. “OK, tell me about this girl you met, that you’re NOT interested in.” She gave me a wink that always makes me want to attack her.
We sat on the porch swing, turned towards each other so we could talk. She pulled her right leg up and tucked it under her left thigh. Her loose shorts opened up and I could see her sexy shaved pussy up the leg of her shorts. My eyes took it all in traveling up her body to those amazing nipples poking out even further now.
Her tongue slowly escaped her mouth and moistened her lips. She really did know how to turn me on. “Oh, I’m sorry, am I distracting you?” She said with a giggle, lowering her head, her eyes glancing up, giving me her best sultry look. I watched her hand leave her lap, her fingertips traveled up her stomach, stopping to caress her right breast. She gathered the front of the tank top and pulled it together, her tits escaping on either side of it. Exposed to the fresh air she squeezed and pulled on both nipples until they snapped away from her fingertips, causing her head to fall back with a slight moan escaping her open mouth.
She gave me a side-eye glance, as I grabbed her phone, setting it on the ledge behind us, to record her. She just smiled while slipping her finger into her mouth, sucking it off, getting it nice and wet. I couldn’t take my eyes off her finger as she took it out of her mouth and brought it down between her legs. Even though I wasn’t looking, at her face, I knew she was smiling at me as she pulled the open leg of her shorts, even further to the side. Doing so gave me full visual access to her pussy, it was wet and opened up, waiting, inviting her fingers inside.