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HOT NEIGHBORLY WIFE — a frank story of one young woman’s approach to sexual honesty. A story with a lesson for us all.
After Carl Tremayne left for work, his wife, Elizabeth, poured herself another cup of coffee and lingered over it restlessly, wondering what to do during the day. Elizabeth was thirty years old and looked younger. She had curly auburn hair and brown eyes flecked with glints of gold. Her mouth was wide and full lipped and sensual — Carl often teased her by saying that she had a cocksucker’s mouth, but Elizabeth didn’t mind. In fact, she took it as a compliment, because she loved to suck cock.
She was still wearing her silk dressing gown as she sipped the hot coffee. The gown was semi-transparent and revealed and enhanced her curvaceous charms, more than it covered them. Her tits were large and full, capped by big, stiff nipples. Her hips were full and her ass was shaped like a teardrop. She had long, smooth legs and a slender waist. Her cunt mound was a luxuriant wedge of tightly curled pubic hair, rising high on her flat belly and stretching out, at the corners, towards her hipbones. Her cunt was juicy.
She was feeling a bit horny this morning.
Usually Carl gave her a good fucking before he got up to go to work, but he’d been running a little late this morning. They’d been out for a few drinks the night before and he had awakened later than usual and so didn’t have time to give her the usual morning fuck.
She wasn’t feeling desperate. She could wait and look forward to a nice long fuck or suck or both — when her husband got home that evening.
But she was a bit bored, as well.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.