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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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As the girls fumbled in through the door they dragged in the cool night air and the smell of perfume and alcohol.
My wife was stumbling and unsteady on her feet being supported by Jennifer.
My wife was giggling and saying shhhh way to loudly.
Jennifer looked at me with a smile on her face as I walked down the stairs. I was in my cotton sleep shorts and a plain t shirt.
"She's a little tipsy" Jennifer explained.
"I can see that."
My wife was an unknown entity when she had a drink. She'd either turn into a vigorous sexual kitten or she'd spend the end of the night being sick then sleep.
Tonight looked like the latter had already started.
Between Jennifer and I we bundled my wife into bed.
I returned downstairs to find Jennifer had put the kettle on and some tunes.
"Good night?" I asked.
"She looked up from the table and just smiled"
She got up and moved towards the kitchen side, her heels clicking on the tiled floor. She picked up her phone, leaned forward and placed her forearms on the counter.
Her perfume filled the room along with the scent of the pub and hint of sweat.
Ushers album "Here I stand" was playing and this ain't sex started to play.
Jennifer still didn't answer and I was just stood there in the silence of the music.
I swallowed my frustration at her not responding and thought I need to clear this all up.
"Listen, what had happened between us, needs to stop."
I was expecting her to reply but nothing. The kettle clicked off and usher sang
"We ain't having sex, no, just making memories"
I thought that's fucking ironic.
I turned to walk to the table for a seat and Jennifer started swaying her hips in rhythm to the song.
It was a full plump ass, her panties just covered by the short pleat skirt.
Her legs long and thick yet toned with her calf's taught and defined in her heels. Her knees dipped in time and I found myself biting and licking my lips in frustration.I didn't know if it was from her dancing or her not responding.
"Look, we need to clear this up...we.."
She cut me off
"Ok darling we'll talk, what do you want to know?"
She didn't look round she just continued to dance. I took a deep breath and through flustered speech I started...
"What is this your doing? What do you expect? I thought you two were friends? Why ha...."
"Awww baby, baby, please don't turn weird on me. I thought there was more to you than that."
I was silenced.
She turned slowly locking her deep brown eyes on me. Her short hair pinned up showing off her neck, accessorised with her hoop earrings.
"Listen I know you have needs that are not being met, and it makes me sad. So you have an option, come on this journey with me and we can make memories and have fun or I can stop all my attention towards you."
She left the question hanging in the air.
Here was a gorgeous women stood before me with a confidence I'd never experienced before. I swallowed hard and tried to relax my clenched jaw.
I took a deep breath and opened my mouth to answer.
"Ahhh ahhh wait...." She stepped closer and squatted right in front of me, her hands rested on my thighs her head level with my chest.
From this angle I could see her small pert boobs pushed up by her bra creating an appealing cleavage. Her skirt had risen up and her panties were now visible.
She rubbed my legs with both hands and followed up with.
"But if you ask me to stop, two things will happen. One, I'll tell your wife what happened and two I'll tell her about your secret desire and porn fetish."
Moments passed as we held each others gaze. She couldn't be serious. My mind spun with confusion. Wtf what was she talking about, she couldn't possibly... Could she, how.
These thoughts stumbled out my mouth in a barely coherent sentence.
Jennifer just held my eyes, her hands clasping my thighs delicately. When I stopped spewing words and sighed in a visible slump back against the seat Jennifer started laughing. It was a cute giggle with a hint of mischief through it.
She stood up and strode over to her phone.
As she picked it up and started scrolling she said.
"I was round seeing your wife a while back and my dad needed some banking stuff sorted out. Your wife was working so I couldn't use her laptop, so she told me to get the laptop from up stairs. When I went looking I found a laptop under the bed. Turns out it was your laptop and you had forgot to close down your browser's"
My heart sank, she couldn't be serious...I felt the colour drain from my face.
"What did you see?"I asked in hope it was something I could explain away.
"I saw enough to know you are very kinky and I like that. Over the next week or so I went fishing by asking your wife subtle questions and found out your sex life is slowly dying and she thinks you ask to much. And she's not at all interested in the type of things you want to do."
"Listen!" I said"cut to the point what do you know and what do you want?"
She took a deep breath walked behind my seat, lent over me with both arms and held her phone up. My eyes focused in on the image before me. I couldn't breath.
Jennifer whispered in my ear.
"I know you want to be a sissy and what I want is to give you the opportunity to fulfill that."
My eyes were still focused on the image before me.
It was a hotel room wall with a full length mirror. In the reflection was a figure from behind who was crudely dressed in a red and white tartan skirt, vest top, black hold ups and a cheap wig. The figure was facing away lifting the skirt flashing a bit of hairy bum. They had heels on and were attempting a suggestive pose while half bent over a hotel chair. The blonde wig covering the face but it was without a doubt, me.
Jennifer smiled kissed me on the cheek and walked over to the kettle and made a cup of tea. She leaned forward and took a sip.
"Ahhh that's good" she sighed as she stretched out on the counter. She looked back over her shoulder.
"John, I'm here to support you and want the best for you. You're hot and I know we can satisfy each other now get over here and fuck me."
She lifted her skirt and rubbed her ass.
I was in complete shock but didn't want my secret out so I thought I best go through with this and deal with it in the cool light of the day.
I got up and moved towards her. I started stroking through my shorts watching Jennifer play with herself through her legs and over her panties.
It was a gorgeous sight but my body wasn't responding. I could feel my heart racing and I was short of breath.
Jennifer was starting to moan and really pressed into the counter. I got close to her and started rubbing her back and caressing her ass. God she felt good but still my body failed me and I was only achieving a chubby.
I wished I hadn't wanked earlier.
Jennifer pulled her panties aside...
"I want to feel you in me!" She stressed.
I kept wanking but was getting no where. I slipped my free hand down and could feel she was soaking wet. My thumb slipped in to her pussy and she pushed back.
"Oooh, no no I want your cock"
I was frustrated both sexually and at my lack of hard on.
Jennifer was getting frustrated too. She stopped playing with herself and turned sharply.
Looking down at my chubby but not hard cock. She smiled and held my cheeks in her hands.
"It's ok gorgeous, guess if he's not playing then you better get your face in there."
She kissed me deeply and peeled off her panties. After she turned round she told me to kneel and eat her out.
She was warm, wet and smelt of a girl who had been out dancing all night.
It was still sweet and musky with a hint of metallic. She tasted salty and acidic. She pushed back into my eager face groaning with delight.
"That's my boy eat my pussy!" She purred.
Her juices flowed over my chin as I ate and lapped away hungrily. Her knees locked out and I felt her pussy tightening. She put her hand back and pressed my face hard into her pussy.
I struggled for breath as I felt her knee start to buckle, then it happened. She squirted. It was not a fountain or giant spray but a big pulse of fluid that hit my lips and tongue. Her cum ran over my cheeks, down round onto my neck and I felt her relax and press right back. She would have fallen if I hadn't caught her.
She let go of my head and stood up.
I looked down to see my t shirt wet and the floor around me with splashes of Jennifer's cum.
Jennifer quickly adjusted herself, picked up her tea and kissed me on the forehead as she walked out the kitchen towards the stairs.
At the door way she stopped and turned.
"I hope you enjoy this journey as much as I'm going too. Night night."
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