Coming Home

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As soon as Mike turned off the engine, Julie unbuckled and turned to face him. Her left hand, which had been lightly scratching his thigh as he drove, went behind his head, and her right hand began to tease his erection through his pants. She pulled his head toward hers and thrust her tongue into his mouth...

Sujets

• Érotisme
• Charme
• Lecture chaude

Informations

• Publié par: Epicuria
• Publié le: 30 septembre 2011
• Nombre de lectures: 180
• Langue: English

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As soon as as Mike turned off the engine, Julie unbuckled and turned to face

him. Her left hand, which had been lightly scratching his thigh as he drove,

went behind his head, and her right hand began to tease his erection

through his pants. She pulled his head toward hers and thrust her tongue into

his mouth.

"Happy Birthday Honey" she said when he finally managed to pull away. "You

look kind of dazed and you shouldn't have to drive anymore. I'll go get Nicole.

You come in when you're ready." And she was out the car door and half way

down the walk before he could answer, which was the whole idea. She had

the distinct impression that he was expecting a birthday present from the

babysitter, and she wanted to make sure he didn't have a chance to collect.

If he had gone in to get her they could have been screwing inside while she

waited in the car, and if she let the two of them drive home...

She expected to find Nicole on the couch, pretending to study, acting as

though she hadn't been checking out the window to see which one of them

was coming up the walk, trying to straighten out her clothes so her lack of

underwear wouldn't be obvious. But the living room was empty. "She's

probably waiting in our bed" thought Julie as she slipped off her heels and

started to tiptoe up the stairs. The gall of the girl was incredible, working in the

house next door to her boyfriend Rick, flirting with Mike when she thought Julie

wasn't looking, chewing on her blond pony-tail, flashing him breast, bending

over in those tight skirts.

The bedroom door was partially open, and Nicole was definitely in there. Rick

was lying on the bed with his shirt off, and Nicole was kneeling astride him, her

tank top rolled up to expose her bare breasts, licking and kneading Rick's

chest while he played with her nipples, the other hand up under her skirt.

Julie stared at Rick's chest and his handsome young face. She had watched

Rick before, working in his yard, while she thought about doing what Nicole

was doing now. But the obvious occasion had never arisen. Now she

watched as Nicole squirmed backwards, trailing kisses down his stomach, until

she reached his belt and began to unbuckle it.

Julie knocked. They both jumped; Nicole rolling off Rick onto the floor while

rolling down her top, Rick trying to buckle his belt and find his shirt at the same

time. "Nicole," said Julie sweetly, "Can I see you out here for a minute?"

Nicole tried to look nonchalant as she hurried to the bedroom door. Rick was

still frantically searching in the sheets. "I'm sorry" whispered Nicole, when they

were both back in the hall, "I didn't know you'd be home early and...".

"I understand. But I don't think my husband would, especially since you seem

to have given him the wrong idea. It is the wrong idea, isn't it Nicole? And if it

isn't the wrong idea, I especially don't think Rick would understand, would

he?"

"But..."

"No buts. You go down and tell my husband he's driving you home after all.

Then Rick can go home after you're gone and it'll just be our little secret. Don't

give me a reason to tell either of them. I'll know. Now go."

She watched Nicole flounce down the hall, noting with some satisfaction that

she had magically appeared a sweater from somewhere and was pulling it

over her tanktop. Now that that situation was under control, Julie loosened

the buttons on her own blouse and stepped into the bedroom...