“I like the way they jiggle, babe.” He grunted.
“Oh you like that? Yeah baby? Mmmm your cock feels so good” I moaned.
I slowed down, and grinded on him in circles. He watched my hips and torso move in circles. He couldn’t even try to match my pace, he just laid there in awe and watched me fuck him like it was our last night on earth.
Mr. Connor sat up from the floor, and stood up, carrying me in his arms. He took me to his big walk in closet and bent me over.
I bent over far enough to touch my toes. He found my hole and pushed in.
He squeezed my sides so hard, I thought he left bruises. He forced himself into me so hard I screamed his name with the first thrust.
“Tim!….OH MY GOD.. MR…CONNOR..YESSSS!”
You could hear his balls slapping against me profusely.
I grabbed the shoe rack in front of me to brace myself, and to keep me from collapsing.
His cock was so deep, and I didn’t know how he managed to hit my g spot with (almost) every pump.
I felt his cock twitch, so I knew he was going to cum soon. He kept pounding and pounding me.
Then, all of a sudden I heard the front door open. Tim was moaning so loud that he didn’t even hear it!
I knew it was his wife.
The selfish part of me wanted her to find us, so that he’d be forced to choose, but the logical half reminded me that what we were doing was illegal, and forbidden.
So I let in a gasp.
“Tim, Tim Tim! I heard someone downstairs!” I said frantically.
“Tim, darling?”
We could hear her in the front hallway, about to come up the stairs!
Mr. Connor quickly found some pants and headed downstairs to greet his wife.
I internally laughed at the fact that his cock was still hard as a rock, and there he was trying to have a normal conversation with his wife.
I was not expected to be at the Connors’ house until another 3 hours, so I couldn’t go downstairs without her suspecting something.
Meanwhile, I hurriedly got dressed and as I was walked down the stairs, Mr. Connor discreetly motioned his hand for me to get out by using the back door as he distracted his wife.
I snuck quietly out the back door and into my car. I combed through my hair trying to fix it, because I had what you’d call “sex hair”.
Just as I was about to take off, I see Mr. Connor coming out his back door.
Tim got into the back on my car.
“I think we have unfinished business here.” He said with a smirk.
He whipped out his throbbing cock, and stroked it.
I got out of the driver’s seat and joined him in the back seat.
“You bad bad boy.” I chuckled as I took my shorts off and closed the door behind me.
With my back pressed against the backseat door, I spread my legs, inviting him to come and finish our ‘business’.
He spat on his hand, and rubbed it on the head of his cock, and pushed in. His strokes were softer this time but insanely deep.
My moans turned into whimpers, because I just didn’t have the words… For how he made me feel both sexually and emotionally.
We were so sweaty already, and the 80 degree temperature in the car didn’t help either.
Our moans, and hot breath filled the car leaving the windows foggy, and my pussy filled with his cum.
“FUCK, I love you.” He said kissing me on the forehead and hugging me.
We hugged for awhile until it was too hot to even touch each other. Mr. C got out the car.
“I’ll see you around 2 for lessons?” He asked.
“I’ll see you then, lover boy.” I said pulling off.
It was around 11:30 or so when I left Mr. Connor’s house so I had some time to kill before I went back. I decided to go to Panera Bread for a bite to eat, and did some homework. Time went by fast, and when I looked up it was already 1:45.
I got in my car and headed back to The Connor house. I rung the doorbell, because that’s what I did when Tim’s wife was home.
Mr. Connor opened the door.
“Oh come in Erica. It’s good to see you.” He said embracing me.
“It’s good to see you too Mr. C.” I said getting quite tired of this charade we had to do in front of his wife.
His wife was upstairs in their bedroom, and I guess she didn’t hear me come in because she came storming down the stairs..
“TIM??? Whos fucking panties are these in our bedroom????”
She saw me sitting on the couch and tried to to pretend like everything was fine. But it wasn’t. She was as red as an apple!
I stood up.
“I’ll just see you on Monday, Mr. C.” I said silently, rushing out the door.
I got into the car and started it. I took a deep breath and suddenly my heart sank. I looked down and realized I had no underwear on.
“FUCK!”
I pulled off and hoped Mr. Connor could come up with a lie, just as good as our sex.