Turning Jeff Fetish

Turning Jeff Fetish Finally spent, she collapsed into a limp rag doll. Jeff knew she was reaching for his balls, the way she always used to do to Jeff when she wanted him to cum inside her from behind. He curled his fingers upward to find her g-spot and began to massage it.

"I thought that was last week," Jeff said more loudly so his voice would carry through the two doorways.

"Sure," Jeff continued. "But you seem like you know that already." Jeff slid into the Denny's booth and wrapped his hands around an empty iconic brown Denny's cup.

Lisa blushed in the darkness.

She stopped at the nightstand, out of Jeff's field of view. Her eyes stayed shut.. I still need you," Jeff interrupted.

Lisa was reaching back to hold the man's ass now, turning her body so that her tits were in plain sight. He pressed the tapered cylinder until it entered her past his curled fingers. He parted her lips with his ring and middle finger and pushed, first to the first knuckle then the second, then as Lisa thrust her hips upward again, as deep as he could. Her right hand snaked out and she resumed the small circles around her clit that his thumb had abandoned. He was careful to keep his hand between hers and the syringe as he slid the Pyrex tube in until he felt the gentle resistance of her cervix. He turned his head slightly and gave her a sly smile.

"Even from behind? With your ass in the air and your tits on the mattress? Even when I hold your knees back and you play with your clit? Does it still hurt then?"

"While I was asleep. "I shouldn't have to feel guilty about enjoying the sight of my own wife's body."

"I'm sorry. Leave the shitty stuff to me. He waited for her spasms to fade before he withdrew his fingers. He concentrated on making sure that his breathing was regular and deep.

It wasn't very long before he heard Lisa's light snores. She paused in the doorway, blinking her eyes, adjusting to the darkness. "I'm the one who's sorry. He heard two clicks of heels on tile, then a pause, then creaks on the stairs as Lisa climbed them barefoot. They both lay there, panting, the hot white of her piss and his cum fading slowly to cool dark green splotches to the hidden camera's eye.

Jeff could see her mouthing "fuck me, fuck me" over and over. "But you seem like you know that already." Jeff slid into the Denny's booth and wrapped his hands around an empty iconic brown Denny's cup.

"I know I can't ... And it just feels nice."

Jeff snorted.

"Oh I don't know," Jeff said. "I know you have it."

Several minutes passed, then Jeff quickly put his phone back down when the shower turned off.

"Even from behind? With your ass in the air and your tits on the mattress? Even when I hold your

knees back and you play with your clit? Does it still hurt then?"

"Shit," Jeff said. She crawled into the bed and rolled onto her side, away from Jeff. He warmed it in his fist for a few seconds then lifted up with the fingers inside her to open her pussy fully. "The boxers were twisted around and ... Jeff considered for a moment, then went to the bathroom and retrieved his beard scissors. "Uh, some things online said it might help, with, you know, irritation. A pill bottle rattled as she withdrew her nightly sleep aid. They both lay there, panting, the hot white of her piss and his cum fading slowly to cool dark green splotches to the hidden camera's eye. Lisa's breath caught and she grunted lightly. He kept his eyes fixed forward.

"We'll try again soon. His cock was standing straight out from his open robe.

"Maybe a slice of that lemon pie, Mary?" Bill said.

"All right, pal. "Intercourse is painful. Her breathing stayed regular..

"Is it that douchebag from her office?"

"Don't change the subject," she said. "It's worth a shot, right?"

"Show me," Jeff said again. You looked ... Her floral silk blouse was open three buttons, showing a glimpse of her plunge bra and giving a clear view of her full cleavage. He turned his head slightly and gave her a sly smile.

"Jeff, seriously," Bill said.

"Show me, God damn it."

Jeff lay silent. I know it's mean." She straightened. "Intercourse is painful. He found her clit with his thumb again and started small circles.

"Then how?"

"While I was asleep. "The boxers were twisted around and ... His cock was standing straight out from his open robe. The bare built-in nightstand and floral blackout curtains in the background screamed "cheap motel." The woman spread her knees farther apart and clutched the bedspread.

And I might need it."

"Yeah, man, I wish I had better news," Bill said.

"Why do you shave your pussy now? You've only ever shaved there on special occasions. The hand that was on her hip strayed to brush across her mons. Yeah. Her gait was unsteady and halting.

He put a pot of water on the stove and turned the flame to maximum. When you wear my boxers to bed, there are ... "Gaps?" she asked.

"Don't tease me," Jeff said. "Okay," she said dreamily, "one more sleepy fuck."

Jeff snorted and inhaled deeply, then sighed and pretended to scratch himself in his sleep. "I don't understand."

Lisa had rolled into her back and her snores were more glottal. Jeff dug harder at her g-spot until he could tell she was close to orgasm. The bare built-in nightstand and floral blackout curtains in the background screamed "cheap motel." The woman spread her knees farther apart and clutched the bedspread. He parted her lips with his ring and middle finger and pushed, first to the first knuckle then the second, then as Lisa thrust her hips upward again, as deep as he could. He stroked a few more times then let his thumb graze against her moist lips.

"Heading out again?" Jeff asked from the couch.

"Is there a chance that..." Jeff started. He heard two clicks of heels on tile, then a pause, then creaks on the stairs as Lisa climbed them barefoot. "How would any man know his wife shaves her pussy bare?"

"Shitty, Bill," Jeff said. What you need to do is think about the next part of your life, and that's going to be real damn hard if you don't listen to me closely. The tranny webcams man released one arm and slapped her face, hard. On her tits, on her clawing arm, her heat-white pussy. I'm okay. It was clearly Lisa, and she was clearly in ecstasy. She thrust her hips again but this time he didn't move his hand but let her mash herself into his palm. "Looking is all I get to do, and apparently only when you take your Ambien."

"Why not?" she asked. He reached out and lightly stroked her shaved mound with his fingertips, first down, then up against the grain. It was clearly Lisa, and she was clearly in ecstasy. Do all of you show your support with tight skirts?" he called.

"Fuck off," Jeff said.

"You're fucking with me."

"Shitty, Bill," Jeff said. Jeff silently swung his legs out of bed, shrugged on his robe, and went downstairs to the kitchen. shit, Lisa, you just looked good, okay?" He sighed again. I've been doing this a long, long time. Her legs were spread wide, and she was wearing flesh-colored panties after all. She was dressed in a thin camisole and didn't appear to have on underwear, though without any pubic hair it was hard for Jeff to tell in the darkness.

"Why not?" she asked. "I mean, it can't be some ridiculous misunderstanding, right? That just looks bad?"

Jeff snorted and inhaled deeply, then sighed and pretended to scratch himself in his sleep. "I figured."

Jeff closed the lid of his laptop.

"You don't have to be so sarcastic," Lisa said. She cocked her hips and put one hand on her waist.

Lisa didn't answer. She complied, stretching her hands toward the headboard and arching her back.

"Maybe I'd bring one home for us."

"I know I can't ... "I know you have it."

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, a thin grin on her face. Jeff checked one more time to make sure her eyes were still closed.

With one motion he squeezed the bulb and ejected the warm semen into her as he withdrew the syringe.

"You did pay for it, pal. "I won't be late, and there's nothing wrong with my mouth." The corners of her lips twisted up slightly and her eyes twinkled.

"Okay," Jeff said.

The waitress appeared and filled Jeff's cup.

"Uh, okay. The hand that was on her hip strayed to brush across her mons. After a few seconds she let go and started for the bathroom. Jeff jerked his hand away and looked up at her face. He was careful to keep his hand between hers and the syringe as he slid the Pyrex tube in until he felt the gentle resistance of her cervix. "You know I'm trying."

"No shit, Sherlock," she said. Do all of you show your support with tight skirts?" he called.

"You didn't answer my question," Lisa said.

He lifted her panties away from her skin and snipped them at each leg. Her four inch heels clicked on the quarry tile as she crossed the foyer to the dining room to retrieve her purse. He glanced toward his wife, then directed his attention back to the road. He pressed the tapered cylinder until it entered her past his curled fingers. "I mean, it can't be some ridiculous misunderstanding, right?

That just looks bad?"

After the slightest hesitation, Lisa said "yes, Jeff. Lisa abandoned her clit with her only free hand and beat her fist on his chest. Hell no." Jeff turned toward her.

"Even from behind? With your ass in the air and your tits on the mattress? Even when I hold your knees back and you play with your clit? Does it still hurt then?"

"Why do you shave?" Jeff asked. Her exposed inner labia were swollen and moist, betraying her evening's activities. Jeff dug harder at her g-spot until he could tell she was close to orgasm. Bare and ... "How would any man know his wife shaves her pussy bare?"

"Yeah, have fun with the lesbians," Jeff said. "Incontrovertible. You look really hot in my underwear.

"I'm the one who's sorry. He went to the freezer and fished around for a moment, withdrawing a short wide-mouth plastic cup with a screw lid. "Looking is all I get to do, and apparently only when you take your Ambien."

"You don't have to remind me," Jeff spat back.

Jeff glanced over again. The man released one arm and slapped her face, hard. I still think about it."

He reached back down and resumed his light stroking. They had just exited the tollway and were only a few minutes from their suburban home. She bucked and clawed, head back, mouth open. "I know you have needs. Jeff considered for a moment, then went to the bathroom and retrieved his beard scissors. You know that."

A shaky green video was playing on Bill's phone. She grabbed some small object and flung it at the man's chest as he waited, standing on his knees. "Uh, some things online said it might help, with,

you know, irritation. One glob even reached her neck as she writhed and reached for her pussy to extend her orgasm. You look really hot in my underwear. "Get off? Rub one out?"

"She's not on birth control," Jeff said.

Lisa shifted in her seat and faced forward again. She paused in the doorway, blinking her eyes, adjusting to the darkness. Jeff knew she was reaching for his balls, the way she always used to do to Jeff when she wanted him to cum inside her from behind. He stroked her calf lightly, and she stopped snoring and licked her lips.

The grainy green couple on the phone screen wriggled their crotches back toward one another, faceto-face now. "Okay," she said dreamily, "one more sleepy fuck."

"I want to see it," Jeff repeated.

"Are you giving me a green light?" Jeff asked. I still think about it."

"Don't tease me," Jeff said. Her breathing stayed regular..

Lisa continued her stagger into the bathroom and quietly latched the door. I'm okay. He curled his fingers upward to find her g-spot and began to massage it.

"Trust me, pal. "I ain't your fucking shrink." He pushed the phone across the table.

"Next time you should finish."

Lisa let out a light, long moan and Jeff froze. "I mean, I didn't finish, anyway.

"It's good she's being careful."

"We'll try again soon. "Are you fifteen?"

"Don't change the subject," she said. She took a step toward the couch. did you ... She cocked her hips and put one hand on her waist.

"Yes?" she said, hesitating. He kept his eyes fixed forward.

Jeff glanced over again. Lisa jerked and let out a grunt, then continued to tense and relax rhythmically as her orgasm blossomed. He locked his phone and lay in the dark, slitting his eyes just enough to see the bedroom door and path from Lisa's side of the bed to the bedroom. So why do you shave now?"

"I paid you for it," Jeff said. His heart was hammering inside his chest. He turned his head slightly and continued feigning sleep.

Lisa had rolled into her back and her snores were more glottal. That's what I do. She soon pancaked onto the mattress again and put her hand underneath her. "Send that to me."

"Anything else, darlin'?" she asked with a twang.

"I didn't," Jeff said. Lisa abandoned her clit with her only free hand and beat her fist on his chest. He

sipped his coffee and waved to the waitress. "I mean, it can't be some ridiculous misunderstanding, right? That just looks bad?"

Jeff lay awake in bed, browsing /r/nsfw on his phone. "Geez, Lisa."

"Hey, don't ...

"Is it that douchebag from her office?"

"Here you go, darlin'," Mary said, sliding a plate with a slice of shiny yellow and white pie toward Bill. "'Masturbate'," Jeff said. Hell no." Jeff turned toward her. He sterilized the thermometer and the syringe with alcohol and rinsed both in hot water. Lisa's gaze had not left her phone.

"Look, man..."

"All right, pal. Leave the shitty stuff to me. The man in the video looked up to the ceiling, holding her hips and pulling her back as he slammed into her over, and over.

"Yeah," Bill said. Nothing good will come from you watching that."

Lisa had rolled into her back and her snores were more glottal. "Send that to me."

"Really?"

"You did!" Lisa exclaimed.. "I mean ... Jeff's mouth opened as he exhaled slowly, admiring his wife's perfect cunt. Jeff approached here side of the bed and tentatively brushed her knee with the outside of his hand, watching her face closely.

Lisa blushed in the darkness.

"Just send it," Jeff smiled. Without taking the time to clean up, he put the syringe between his thigh and scrotum to keep it warm and headed upstairs. If she was wearing underwear at all, it was hemless and thin.

Jeff withdrew his thumb and shifted his angle.

With one motion he squeezed the bulb and ejected the warm semen into her as he withdrew the syringe.

"Oh I don't know," Jeff said. She shifted her hips so that her mound was thrust higher toward his hand and her open lips were even more exposed.

"It's not a misunderstanding, pal," Bill said. "You know I'm trying."

"Heading out again?" Jeff asked from the couch. "...and we haven't had sex for months," he interrupted. He went to the freezer and fished around for a moment, withdrawing a short wide-mouth plastic cup with a screw lid. I got a pretty good look."

"You don't have to remind me," Jeff spat back.

They were silent for a few breaths. "A couple nights ago you had your medicine and went to sleep, but kicked the sheet off. don't visit Pornhub tonight," Lisa said. Lisa abandoned her clit with her only free hand and beat her fist on his chest. Oh!" she said, and flushed.

"You just look like you're dressed for men, not the neighborhood gaggle at a sales and wine party. I'll let her shylock depose me. Her hand remained at her crotch as she stroked out the last remnants of her orgasm. Take my word. You look really hot in my underwear. He glanced toward his wife, then directed his attention back to the road. Jeff heard the shower start and picked his phone back up.

"Jeff..."

"I think you would have noticed the mess," he said. She was dressed in a thin camisole and didn't appear to have on underwear, though without any pubic hair it was hard for Jeff to tell in the darkness.

They were silent for a few breaths. Who's named 'Trent' anyway?"

"I'll sign the affidavit. You ogled my pussy while I was asleep."

"Just hurts too much." Jeff's eyes narrowed as he regarded her.

"You barely answered mine," Jeff retorted.

Lisa began long, open-mouthed moans. When you wear my boxers to bed, there are ...

"No, no," he said. The screen went dark.

"Just send it," Jeff smiled. He curled his fingers upward to find her g-spot and began to massage it.

When the thermometer showed 95 degrees he carefully lowered the frozen semen into the water, reduced the flame, and opened a beer he took from the fridge. "He's okay."

They were silent for a few breaths. "I know."

"Yeah, have fun with the lesbians," Jeff said.

"I know I can't ... Thanks," Jeff said.

"Is there a chance that..." Jeff started. After a few minutes he reached down and slowly began massaging himself toward an erection. Jeff jerked his hand away and looked up at her face. Jeff caught a stale whiff of vodka and garlic as she adjusted the covers.

"You did!" Lisa exclaimed.

"I 'know' know, alright?"

"I want to see it," Jeff repeated.

"Look..." she started again.

"Show me."

Jeff snorted.

In a few more seconds, Lisa came into the bedroom carrying her heels in one hand. Take my word.

She was perfectly smooth, no stubble at all. After a few moments her heels clicked back across the foyer and she stood in the living room doorway, a quizzical expression on her face.

The grainy green couple on the phone screen wriggled their crotches back toward one another, faceto-face now. And stop trying to distract me - it's working by the way." "'Masturbate'," Jeff said. His shoulders shook rhythmically and Jeff could tell he was laughing. He stroked a few more times then let his thumb graze against her moist lips.

"So she's not too worried about STD's..." Bill started.

"Yeah," Bill said. I still need you," Jeff interrupted.

The waitress appeared and filled Jeff's cup.

"That's not how I meant it!" she grinned. "That's a lot of lipstick. "You sure you don't want... shit, Lisa, you just looked good, okay?" He sighed again. She shifted her hips so that her mound was thrust higher toward his hand and her open lips were even more exposed.

Suddenly he hunched over and pulled out. I'm pretty sure you were a little wet."

"Mmmhh, not again baby," Lisa said. What you need to do is think about the next part of your life, and that's going to be real damn hard if you don't listen to me closely. So why do you shave now?"

"I'm sorry. The man put one hand on her back and pushed, forcing her upper body down onto the mattress. Lisa's gaze had not left her phone.

"You did pay for it, pal. "Uh, some things online said it might help, with, you know, irritation. "He's okay."

"Jeff," she persisted, "do you have cameras in our bathroom?"

"You're right," she said, after a moment's hesitation. I know we can't."

"Don't change the subject," she said. The man put one hand on her back and pushed, forcing her upper body down onto the mattress. She soon pancaked onto the mattress again and put her hand underneath her. You know that."

"Look, man..."

"I still love you. She thrust her hips again but this time he didn't move his hand but let her mash herself into his palm. Her auburn hair was curled and swept to the side.

"Mmmhh, not again baby," Lisa said. It was a little after 1AM when he heard the door from the

kitchen to the garage open, then softly click shut. "Or even fooled around. Bare and ... Did you masturbate?"

"While I was asleep.

A shaky green video was playing on Bill's phone. Lisa's eyes were still shut but her lips were parted.

"The only thing that could make this worse, right?"

Lisa shifted in her seat and faced forward again. "Send that to me."

"Look, I better," Lisa said, and cocked her thumb toward the door.

"I guess so," Bill said. They bounced and swayed as she pulled him farther into her with every thrust.

I promise."

"Look, man..."

"You don't have to be so sarcastic," Lisa said. He sighed heavily.

"You really don't," Bill said.

Jeff turned his hand and began to probe her lips with his middle finger, separating them and spreading her moisture between them. "That's a lot of lipstick. A bright stain appeared on the bed where they coupled, lightened in the infrared sensitivity of the camera, as she squirted her ecstasy on her lover and the sheets.

With one motion he squeezed the bulb and ejected the warm semen into her as he withdrew the syringe. And it just feels nice."

"Seriously?" Jeff asked. With his fee hand he retrieved the basting syringe from his robe pocket. The screen went dark.

"It's not a misunderstanding, pal," Bill said. "I figured."

"Shit," Jeff said. He stroked a few more times then let his thumb graze against her moist lips.

"Okay," Jeff said.

"I'm not going to cum on you while you're passed tranny cams out on Ambien."

"You really don't," Bill said.

"We'll try again soon. After checking that the semen was thawed and over 90 degrees, he depressed the bulb and drew it into the syringe. "Marjorie has that lipstick party tonight."

"Y'all are fucked up," Mary said with a sneer. And I'm tired of jacking off to this shit," he waved at his laptop "while your off-limits perfect ass is right next to me every night."

"I guess so," Bill said. Anniversaries, vacations."

Jeff snorted and inhaled deeply, then sighed and pretended to scratch himself in his sleep. It hurts.

Lisa's back arched immediately and she clawed out for his chest again, lost in what was obviously a hugely powerful orgasm. I know. All right." Bill took his phone from his pocket and tapped it a few times. "So clinical?"

Jeff lay awake in bed, browsing /r/nsfw on his phone. you know, gaps."

"I want to see it," Jeff said.

After the slightest hesitation, Lisa said "yes, Jeff. I promise."

"You're right," she said, after a moment's hesitation. "I mean, I didn't finish, anyway. She tossed her head back to clear the hair from her eyes and finally, finally, turned her head toward the concealed camera. Jeff considered for a moment, then went to the bathroom and retrieved his beard scissors. "I ain't your fucking shrink." He pushed the phone across the table.

"It's good she's being careful."

"Okay, jack off then?" She said. She thrust her hips again but this time he didn't move his hand but let her mash herself into his palm. "It'd be hot to wake up with dried jizz I can't remember all over my ass."

"Don't tease me," Jeff said. Her eyes stayed shut.. "When you're right, you're right."

"I'll save it all for you," Jeff said.

"No. She was perfectly smooth, no stubble at all. Her floral silk blouse was open three buttons, showing a glimpse of her plunge bra and giving a clear view of her full cleavage. "How do you know I shave? We're not ... He sighed heavily.

"Nnnnhh," Lisa moaned again. A pill bottle rattled as she withdrew her nightly sleep aid. "How many times do we have to..."

"Jeff..."

He put a pot of water on the stove and turned the flame to maximum. The man in the video looked up to the ceiling, holding her hips and pulling her back as he slammed into her over, and over.

Lisa didn't answer. "Are you fifteen?"

"That's not how I meant it!" she grinned. "It's not that I don't want you. So you're dressed for the singles' bar to show me how much you want me as you leave for the night?"

Lisa didn't answer. "How do you know I shave? We're not ... "I won't be late, and there's nothing wrong with my mouth." The corners of her lips twisted up slightly and her eyes twinkled.

She stopped at the nightstand, out of Jeff's field of view. Lisa opened the passenger door and got out of the car. Her auburn hair was curled and swept to the side. And I might need it."

In a few more seconds, Lisa came into the bedroom carrying her heels in one hand. After a few seconds she let go and started for the bathroom. He reached out and lightly stroked her shaved mound with his fingertips, first down, then up against the grain. Yeah. Her floral silk blouse was

open three buttons, showing a glimpse of her plunge bra and giving a clear view of her full cleavage.

She collapsed onto the mattress and slapped her hand against it a couple of times. That's what I do.

Her right hand snaked out and she resumed the small circles around her clit that his thumb had abandoned. I promise."

"Y'all are fucked up," Mary said with a sneer. They both lay there, panting, the hot white of her piss and his cum fading slowly to cool dark green splotches to the hidden camera's eye.

"I wouldn't be this patient if I was fifteen," Jeff said. His shoulders shook rhythmically and Jeff could tell he was laughing. That's what you're paying me for."

"That was Karen's," Lisa yelled. He waited.

A shaky green video was playing on Bill's phone. He glanced toward his wife, then directed his attention back to the road. His cock twitched and his testicles rose and fell as his manhood came to life. I hope it was worth it."

"Yeah. He parted her lips with his ring and middle finger and pushed, first to the first knuckle then the second, then as Lisa thrust her hips upward again, as deep as he could. "I have to support them both, don't I? Everyone goes to both."

"Sure," Jeff continued. Jeff silently swung his legs out of bed, shrugged on his robe, and went downstairs to the kitchen. "It's worth a shot, right?"

"Hey, Jeff, how's it going?" asked Bill.

Lisa began long, open-mouthed moans. He found her clit with his thumb again and started small circles. The man flung that arm away too and pinned it as well, never stopping his thrusts. "I ain't your fucking shrink." He pushed the phone across the table.

"Yeah," she continued. "Okay," she said dreamily, "one more sleepy fuck."

Lisa continued her stagger into the bathroom and quietly latched the door. She grabbed some small object and flung it at the man's chest as he waited, standing on his knees.

"Here you go, darlin'," Mary said, sliding a plate with a slice of shiny yellow and white pie toward Bill. And I might need it."

Suddenly he hunched over and pulled out. "I know it's been hard."

"Not tonight, love," she said, eyes forward.

"Yeah," Jeff said, handing the phone back. He sterilized the thermometer and the syringe with alcohol and rinsed both in hot water. Let it go.

"I wouldn't be this patient if I was fifteen," Jeff said. Nothing good will come from you watching that."

"I didn't," Jeff said. When you wear my boxers to bed, there are ... Anniversaries, vacations."

"Just hurts too much." Jeff's eyes narrowed as he regarded her.

"I know, I know," he said.

"Everyone shaves their legs, Jeff," Lisa said.

Even after a shower her musk was heavy in the air. Jeff silently swung his legs out of bed, shrugged on his robe, and went downstairs to the kitchen. After a few seconds she let go and started for the bathroom. Lisa flipped over and, while flipping the man the bird with one hand, reached toward the nightstand with her other hand.

Lisa shifted in her seat and faced forward again. He rolled and fell onto his back beside her. intimate right now."

"Yeah," Lisa said. His cock twitched and his testicles rose and fell as his manhood came to life. Did you masturbate?"

"That was Karen's," Lisa yelled.

"Why do you shave your pussy now? You've only ever shaved there on special occasions. "Looking is all I get to do, and apparently only when you take your Ambien."

"Trust me, pal. All right." Bill took his phone from his pocket and tapped it a few times. With his fee hand he retrieved the basting syringe from his robe pocket. Who's named 'Trent' anyway?"

"Uh, okay. "My friend needs a cup, Doll."

"Hey, Jeff, how's it going?" asked Bill.

Jeff rested his head on the steering wheel for a few minutes, then got out and followed his wife inside. "I don't understand."

"Show me."

"Seriously?" Jeff asked. shit, Lisa, you just looked good, okay?" He sighed again. Lisa's eyes were still shut but her lips were parted. Anniversaries, vacations."

"Look, I better," Lisa said, and cocked her thumb toward the door.

"Jeff..."

"I guess so," Bill said. I got a pretty good look."

Jeff rested his head on the steering wheel for a few minutes, then got out and followed his wife inside. "So clinical?"

"Trent. Or are they all lesbians?"

Jeff closed the lid of his laptop.

"No, I'm just frustrated. After a few minutes he reached down and slowly began massaging himself toward an erection. It was a little after 1AM when he heard the door from the kitchen to the garage open, then softly click shut. I know we can't."

"Show me," Jeff said again. "I think I'm too sleepy to go again." She took a long, deep breath and her hips sank back down into the mattress.

"Fuck off," Jeff said.

"You barely answered mine," Jeff retorted.

"And if they were?" Lisa asked. They had just exited the tollway and were only a few minutes from their suburban home. "Show me."

"Everyone shaves their legs, Jeff," Lisa said. "Show me."

"I think you would have noticed the mess," he said. Her thin pencil skirt left nothing to the imagination, as it was tight enough to reveal even the bulge of her mound. She cocked her hips and put one hand on her waist.

"No. The man slapped her once, hard, on the ass. "It's not that I don't want you. "Maybe I'd bring one home for us."

"I want to see it," Jeff repeated.

"Well sure I did." Jeff shifted again. And it just feels nice."

"I want to see it," Jeff said.

"What? No. Leave the shitty stuff to me. She fiddled with her clit with one hand while the other clawed at the man's chest. She bucked and clawed, head back, mouth open. "So clinical?"

"Yeah," Jeff said, handing the phone back. I know. Lisa's eyes were still shut but her lips were parted. "You sure you don't want... "Marjorie has that lipstick party tonight."

When the thermometer showed 95 degrees he carefully lowered the frozen semen into the water, reduced the flame, and opened a beer he took from the fridge. She turned and left.

Even after a shower her musk was heavy in the air. She collapsed onto the mattress and slapped her hand against it a couple of times. "A couple nights ago you had your medicine and went to sleep, but kicked the sheet off. "The only thing that could make this worse, right?"

"Next time you should finish."

"I did, though," Lisa said. A man's glowing white-green ass was thrusting rhythmically behind a woman's shape on her knees and elbows on a bed. "Are you spying on me?"

"Jeff..."

"Here you go, darlin'," Mary said, sliding a plate with a slice of shiny yellow and white pie toward Bill. If it helps to cum on me while I'm sleeping then have at it."

"My friend is just working on something right now," Bill said. Her hand remained at her crotch as she stroked out the last remnants of her orgasm. Her right hand snaked out and she resumed the small circles around her clit that his thumb had abandoned. She gasped at the added pressure and

moved faster on her clit. But damn you looked good. Jeff jerked his hand away and looked up at her face. I know we can't."

Jeff pushed the "stop" button to kill the car engine and put both hands on the wheel. "I know you have needs. After a minute of this Lisa's exhales became small sighs, almost plaintive. "Is there something you need to say?"

"Why not?" she asked. "I know it's been hard."

He lifted her panties away from her skin and snipped them at each leg. She swayed slightly as she stood, then reached out for the doorframe to steady herself. Finally spent, she collapsed into a limp rag doll. If it helps to cum on me while I'm sleeping then have at it."

"Heading out again?" Jeff asked from the couch.

"Anything else, darlin'?" she asked with a twang.

He drank the beer slowly, watching the temperature carefully. "Are you spying on me?"

Lisa let out a light, long moan and Jeff froze. Lisa's face was a rictus of pure lust. "The boxers were twisted around and ... She crawled into the bed and rolled onto her side, away from Jeff. I'll let her shylock depose me. Bullet-proof."

Jeff glanced over again. He stroked her calf lightly, and she stopped snoring and licked her lips.

That's what I do. If she was wearing underwear at all, it was hemless and thin.

"I know," Lisa said. "I figured."

"I thought that was last week," Jeff said more loudly so his voice would carry through the two doorways.

Jeff turned his hand and began to probe her lips with his middle finger, separating them and spreading her moisture between them. I'll let her shylock depose me. He grabbed the middle part covering her bare mound and pulled the now useless swatch of fabric free from underneath her. It hurts. "Geez, Lisa."

"You're fucking with me."

He lifted her panties away from her skin and snipped them at each leg.

"You did pay for it, pal. "Is there something you need to say?" "...and we haven't had sex for months," he interrupted. She gasped at the added pressure and moved faster on her clit. I'm okay. Jeff could see her mouthing "fuck me, fuck me" over and over. He grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the mattress, leaning down over her. "I'm the one who's sorry. On her tits, on her clawing arm, her heat-white pussy. She complied, stretching her hands toward the headboard and arching her back. I'm pretty sure you were a little wet."

"I wouldn't be this patient if I was fifteen," Jeff said. you know, gaps."

"Show me, God damn it."

"Is it that douchebag from her office?"

Report Story byFiftySomethingŠ 0 comments/ 8529 views/ 7 favorites Report Story Report Story "Yeah," Lisa said. He locked his phone and lay in the dark, slitting his eyes just enough to see the bedroom door and path from Lisa's side of the bed to the bedroom. She tossed her head back to clear the hair from her eyes and finally, finally, turned her head toward the concealed camera. Lisa opened the passenger door and got out of the car. But damn you looked good. "It's okay. Jeff caught a stale whiff of vodka and garlic as she adjusted the covers.

"Yes?" she said, hesitating.

Lisa locked her phone and half-turned toward the driver's seat. Her thin pencil skirt left nothing to the imagination, as it was tight enough to reveal even the bulge of her mound. "How do you know I shave?" she asked.

"Yeah, have fun with the lesbians," Jeff said. He sipped his coffee and waved to the waitress. Lisa flipped over and, while flipping the man the bird with one hand, reached toward the nightstand with her other hand. He was careful to keep his hand between hers and the syringe as he slid the Pyrex tube in until he felt the gentle resistance of her cervix. Without taking the time to clean up, he put the syringe between his thigh and scrotum to keep it warm and headed upstairs. Bare and ... "Geez, Lisa."

"Trent. You ogled my pussy while I was asleep."

Jeff lay silent. Thanks," Jeff said.

"I paid you for it," Jeff said.

"Show me."

Lisa was reaching back to hold the man's ass now, turning her body so that her tits were in plain sight. One leg was outside the comforter, but only from the knee down.

Lisa locked her phone and half-turned toward the driver's seat. Jeff could see Lisa's expression melt into pure pleasure as the man reentered her, still up on his knees, holding her knees back, bending her nearly double. It's common, it's mysterious, whatever."

"Just send it," Jeff smiled. She swayed slightly as she stood, then reached out for the doorframe to steady herself. Do all of you show your support with tight skirts?" he called.

"Look, I better," Lisa said, and cocked her thumb toward the door.

"Okay, jack off then?" She said. did you ... His heart was hammering inside his chest. Her four inch heels clicked on the quarry tile as she crossed the foyer to the dining room to retrieve her purse. Jeff

heard the shower start and picked his phone back up.

Jeff withdrew his thumb and shifted his angle. After a minute of this Lisa's exhales became small sighs, almost plaintive. Her breathing stayed regular..

"No, I'm just frustrated. "Gaps?" she asked.

"Yeah," Bill said. "It's okay. He waited.

"And if they were?" Lisa asked. She crawled into the bed and rolled onto her side, away from Jeff.

She shifted her hips so that her mound was thrust higher toward his hand and her open lips were even more exposed.

"Show me," Jeff said again. He brought it to his mouth and jerked it open, then reached down and rolled the condom onto his cock.

"Well sure I did." Jeff shifted again. The bare built-in nightstand and floral blackout curtains in the background screamed "cheap motel." The woman spread her knees farther apart and clutched the bedspread. Lisa opened the passenger door and got out of the car. "How many times do we have to..."

"All right, pal. He grabbed the middle part covering her bare mound and pulled the now useless swatch of fabric free from underneath her. That's what you're paying me for."

"Sure. Take my word. "How do you know I shave?" she asked.

"My friend is just working on something right now," Bill said. "I shouldn't have to feel guilty about enjoying the sight of my own wife's body."

"Are you giving me a green light?" Jeff asked. She took a step toward the couch. You know that."

"Yeah, man, I wish I had better news," Bill said.

"So you 'know' know?" Jeff asked. I know. He rolled and fell onto his back beside her. He sipped his coffee and waved to the waitress. She paused in the doorway, blinking her eyes, adjusting to the darkness. I know it's mean." She straightened.

"You're right," she said, after a moment's hesitation. "I mean ... It was clearly Lisa, and she was clearly in ecstasy. I got a pretty good look."

"Everyone shaves their legs, Jeff," Lisa said. Go ahead," Lisa said. She tossed her head back to clear the hair from her eyes and finally, finally, turned her head toward the concealed camera.

"Seriously?" Jeff asked. "I shouldn't have to feel guilty about enjoying the sight of my own wife's body."

"I didn't," Jeff said. Thanks," Jeff said.

"Jeff, what's wrong?" she asked. The screen went dark.

"Sure.

Lisa locked her phone and half-turned toward the driver's seat. After a few minutes he reached down and slowly began massaging himself toward an erection. I'm sorry."

Jeff rested his head on the steering wheel for a few minutes, then got out and followed his wife inside. And I'm tired of jacking off to this shit," he waved at his laptop "while your off-limits perfect ass is right next to me every night."

Jeff withdrew his thumb and shifted his angle. She bucked and clawed, head back, mouth open. With his fee hand he retrieved the basting syringe from his robe pocket. Jeff approached here side of the bed and tentatively brushed her knee with the outside of his hand, watching her face closely. She began to thrust her hips in rhythm with his strokes. A man's glowing white-green ass was thrusting rhythmically behind a woman's shape on her knees and elbows on a bed. He took a baking thermometer and a basting syringe from a drawer, put the thermometer in the pot and laid the syringe on a paper towel. He grabbed the middle part covering her bare mound and pulled the now useless swatch of fabric free from underneath her. Oh!" she said, and flushed. "'Masturbate'," Jeff said. I still need you," Jeff interrupted.

They rode in silence until they pulled into the driveway of their 90's ranch revival.

In a few more seconds, Lisa came into the bedroom carrying her heels in one hand. One glob even reached her neck as she writhed and reached for her pussy to extend her orgasm. But damn you looked good. Her legs were spread wide, and she was wearing flesh-colored panties after all. His cock twitched and his testicles rose and fell as his manhood came to life. Lisa's breath caught and she grunted lightly. "I don't understand."

"I thought that was last week," Jeff said more loudly so his voice would carry through the two doorways.

"Nnnnhh," Lisa moaned again. Let it go.

"I 'know' know, alright?"

"I know," Lisa said. After a minute of this Lisa's exhales became small sighs, almost plaintive. Yeah.

He waited for her spasms to fade before he withdrew his fingers. They bounced and swayed as she pulled him farther into her with every thrust. Lisa's back arched immediately and she clawed out for his chest again, lost in what was obviously a hugely powerful orgasm. She turned and left.

"What do I mean 'why?' or what do I mean 'shave?'" he asked. "Maybe I'd bring one home for us."

"I think you would have noticed the mess," he said. "My friend needs a cup, Doll."

"Maybe a slice of that lemon pie, Mary?" Bill said.

"Anything else, darlin'?" she asked with a twang.

"I still love you.

"Not tonight, love," she said, eyes forward.

"I'll save it all for you," Jeff said.

"What do I mean 'why?' or what do I mean 'shave?'" he asked. Did you masturbate?"

He drank the beer slowly, watching the temperature carefully. Let it go. I still think about it."

"What do you mean?" Lisa asked. A man's glowing white-green ass was thrusting rhythmically behind a woman's shape on her knees and elbows on a bed. "My friend needs a cup, Doll."

"Trust me, pal. The hand that was on her hip strayed to brush across her mons. He sterilized the thermometer and the syringe with alcohol and rinsed both in hot water. She collapsed onto the mattress and slapped her hand against it a couple of times. So you're dressed for the singles' bar to show me how much you want me as you leave for the night?"

"Maybe a slice of that lemon pie, Mary?" Bill said.

"Why do you shave?" Jeff asked. All right." Bill took his phone from his pocket and tapped it a few times. They had just exited the tollway and were only a few minutes from their suburban home. After checking that the semen was thawed and over 90 degrees, he depressed the bulb and drew it into the syringe.

"Yeah," Lisa said. He grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the mattress, leaning down over her. She began to thrust her hips in rhythm with his strokes. He stroked her calf lightly, and she stopped snoring and licked her lips. You ogled my pussy while I was asleep."

"Y'all are fucked up," Mary said with a sneer. "I mean, I didn't finish, anyway. And I'm tired of jacking off to this shit," he waved at his laptop "while your off-limits perfect ass is right next to me every night."

"Look..." she started again.

"You didn't answer my question," Lisa said.

"Yeah. "Get off? Rub one out?"

"And if they were?" Lisa asked. "When you're right, you're right."

"She's not on birth control," Jeff said.

"What do you mean?" Lisa asked. "But you seem like you know that already." Jeff slid into the Denny's booth and wrapped his hands around an empty iconic brown Denny's cup.

Even after a shower her musk was heavy in the air. She swayed slightly as she stood, then reached out for the doorframe to steady herself. One leg was outside the comforter, but only from the knee down. I know it's mean." She straightened. "Incontrovertible.

"That was Karen's," Lisa yelled. "I know you have it."

Jeff lay awake in bed, browsing /r/nsfw on his phone. You looked ... So you're dressed for the singles' bar to show me how much you want me as you leave for the night?"

"I know," Lisa said. He kept his eyes fixed forward.

"Jeff, what's wrong?" she asked. "When you're right, you're right."

Jeff snorted. "...and we haven't had sex for months," he interrupted. "I think I'm too sleepy to go again." She took a long, deep breath and her hips sank back down into the mattress.

"Are you giving me a green light?" Jeff asked. Her gait was unsteady and halting.

"I'll sign the affidavit. After a few moments her heels clicked back across the foyer and she stood in the living room doorway, a quizzical expression on her face.

Lisa was reaching back to hold the man's ass now, turning her body so that her tits were in plain sight. "That's a lot of lipstick. Jeff approached here side of the bed and tentatively brushed her knee with the outside of his hand, watching her face closely. I've been doing this a long, long time.

"You bet, sugar." The waitress, Mary, sidled off toward the kitchen, grinning.

The waitress appeared and filled Jeff's cup.

"Jeff..."

"I know, I know," he said. Her legs were spread wide, and she was wearing flesh-colored panties after all. Lisa soon exited the bathroom, a little more steady on her feet. His heart was hammering inside his chest. It's common, it's mysterious, whatever."

"Jeff, seriously," Bill said.

"Mmmhh, not again baby," Lisa said. Her eyes stayed shut.. Jeff checked one more time to make sure her eyes were still closed.

He put a pot of water on the stove and turned the flame to maximum. intimate right now."

"You don't have to be so sarcastic," Lisa said. He brought it to his mouth and jerked it open, then reached down and rolled the condom onto his cock.

The man jerked away, ripped the condom off, and shot three, bright green-white ropes of cum across Lisa's chest and abdomen. His cock was standing straight out from his open robe. "Are you spying on me?"

"Nnnnhh," Lisa moaned again. "You know I'm trying."

After the slightest hesitation, Lisa said "yes, Jeff. Jeff could see her mouthing "fuck me, fuck me" over and over.

"I still love you. He concentrated on making sure that his breathing was regular and deep.

"So you just looked?" she asked.

"I did, though," Lisa said. So why do you shave now?"

"Well sure I did." Jeff shifted again. "Get off? Rub one out?"

"You just look like you're dressed for men, not the neighborhood gaggle at a sales and wine party.

"So you 'know' know?" Jeff asked. She was perfectly smooth, no stubble at all. He grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the mattress, leaning down over her. She was dressed in a thin camisole and didn't appear to have on underwear, though without any pubic hair it was hard for Jeff to tell in the darkness.

"I'm not going to cum on you while you're passed out on Ambien."

"I paid you for it," Jeff said. Lisa's face was a rictus of pure lust. "I know."

"Yeah," Jeff said, handing the phone back. "Marjorie has that lipstick party tonight."

"Yes?" she said, hesitating.

"What? No. "Are you fifteen?"

"I don't know how many ways I can say that I'm sorry," Lisa said.

Jeff pushed the "stop" button to kill the car engine and put both hands on the wheel. Lisa jerked and let out a grunt, then continued to tense and relax rhythmically as her orgasm blossomed. The man put one hand on her back and pushed, forcing her upper body down onto the mattress. He pressed the tapered cylinder until it entered her past his curled fingers. "I know it's been hard."

"So you just looked?" she asked.

"No, no," he said. Her gait was unsteady and halting.

"Really?"

"Really?"

"No, I'm just frustrated. "It's not nice at all. "Gaps?" she asked.

"No, no," he said. Bullet-proof."

"Not tonight, love," she said, eyes forward.

"I 'know' know, alright?"

"What do you mean?" Lisa asked. "How do you know I shave? We're not ... If she was wearing underwear at all, it was hemless and thin.

"No, I think I would remember if you'd touched me," she said.

Several minutes passed, then Jeff quickly put his phone back down when the shower turned off.

"Incontrovertible. Her thin pencil skirt left nothing to the imagination, as it was tight enough to reveal even the bulge of her mound. Her auburn hair was curled and swept to the side. That's what you're paying me for."

"What? No. "A couple nights ago you had your medicine and went to sleep, but kicked the sheet off.

His shoulders shook rhythmically and Jeff could tell he was laughing. Oh!" she said, and flushed.

"I don't know how many ways I can say that I'm sorry," Lisa said.

"Then how?"

The man jerked away, ripped the condom off, and shot three, bright green-white ropes of cum across Lisa's chest and abdomen. He turned his head slightly and continued feigning sleep.

Jeff closed the lid of his laptop.

"I want to see it," Jeff said.

"I don't know how many ways I can say that I'm sorry," Lisa said.

"So she's not too worried about STD's..." Bill started.

"Why do you shave?" Jeff asked. He took a baking thermometer and a basting syringe from a drawer, put the thermometer in the pot and laid the syringe on a paper towel. "I won't be late, and there's nothing wrong with my mouth." The corners of her lips twisted up slightly and her eyes twinkled.

"You're fucking with me."

"You really don't," Bill said.

"Jeff," she persisted, "do you have cameras in our bathroom?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, a thin grin on her face. "It'd be hot to wake up with dried jizz I can't remember all over my ass."

"Jeff, seriously," Bill said.

"You bet, sugar." The waitress, Mary, sidled off toward the kitchen, grinning.

"Sure," Jeff continued. "How many times do we have to..."

"Shit," Jeff said. you know, gaps."

"No, I think I would remember if you'd touched me," she said. On her tits, on her clawing arm, her heat-white pussy. "I mean ... intimate right now."

"It's good she's being careful."

"Yeah," she continued. Finally spent, she collapsed into a limp rag doll. Jeff dug harder at her g-spot until he could tell she was close to orgasm. Jeff could see Lisa's expression melt into pure pleasure as the man reentered her, still up on his knees, holding her knees back, bending her nearly double.

He rolled and fell onto his back beside her. The man flung that arm away too and pinned it as well, never stopping his thrusts. Bullet-proof."

"Jeff," she persisted, "do you have cameras in our bathroom?"

"Yeah," she continued. He brought it to his mouth and jerked it open, then reached down and rolled the condom onto his cock.

When the thermometer showed 95 degrees he carefully lowered the frozen semen into the water, reduced the flame, and opened a beer he took from the fridge. Lisa flipped over and, while flipping the man the bird with one hand, reached toward the nightstand with her other hand. I hope it was worth it."

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, a thin grin on her face. I hope it was worth it."

"Next time you should finish."

Several minutes passed, then Jeff quickly put his phone back down when the shower turned off. One glob even reached her neck as she writhed and reached for her pussy to extend her orgasm. Who's named 'Trent' anyway?"

"No, I think I would remember if you'd touched me," she said. "Is there something you need to say?"

Lisa continued her stagger into the bathroom and quietly latched the door. He warmed it in his fist for a few seconds then lifted up with the fingers inside her to open her pussy fully. He turned his head slightly and continued feigning sleep.

He drank the beer slowly, watching the temperature carefully. The man slapped her once, hard, on the ass. A bright stain appeared on the bed where they coupled, lightened in the infrared sensitivity of the camera, as she squirted her ecstasy on her lover and the sheets.

The man jerked away, ripped the condom off, and shot three, bright green-white ropes of cum across Lisa's chest and abdomen. A bright stain appeared on the bed where they coupled, lightened in the infrared sensitivity of the camera, as she squirted her ecstasy on her lover and the sheets.

"So you 'know' know?" Jeff asked. He found her clit with his thumb again and started small circles. A pill bottle rattled as she withdrew her nightly sleep aid. Jeff heard the shower start and picked his phone back up.

"You just look like you're dressed for men, not the neighborhood gaggle at a sales and wine party.

"I'm sorry. "It's okay. "How would any man know his wife shaves her pussy bare?"

"I'm not going to cum on you while you're passed out on Ambien."

"Hey, don't ... She grabbed some small object and flung it at the man's chest as he waited, standing on his knees. He took a baking thermometer and a basting syringe from a drawer, put the thermometer in the pot and laid the syringe on a paper towel. I'm sorry."

Lisa blushed in the darkness. She fiddled with her clit with one hand while the other clawed at the man's chest. The man released one arm and slapped her face, hard. Or are they all lesbians?"

"You did!" Lisa exclaimed.

The grainy green couple on the phone screen wriggled their crotches back toward one another, faceto-face now. did you ... He waited.

"Show me, God damn it."

Jeff turned his hand and began to probe her lips with his middle finger, separating them and spreading her moisture between them. Her exposed inner labia were swollen and moist, betraying her evening's activities.

"No shit, Sherlock," she said. "The only thing that could make this worse, right?"

"I'll sign the affidavit. If it helps to cum on me while I'm sleeping then have at it."

"I'll save it all for you," Jeff said.

"Shitty, Bill," Jeff said.

Jeff eased the comforter back, folding it up and over her other leg and past her midriff. After checking that the semen was thawed and over 90 degrees, he depressed the bulb and drew it into the syringe.

"Fuck off," Jeff said.

Lisa let out a light, long moan and Jeff froze. "I have to support them both, don't I? Everyone goes to both."

Suddenly he hunched over and pulled out. Jeff's mouth opened as he exhaled slowly, admiring his wife's perfect cunt. He locked his phone and lay in the dark, slitting his eyes just enough to see the bedroom door and path from Lisa's side of the bed to the bedroom. "It's not that I don't want you.

And stop trying to distract me - it's working by the way."

"Why do you shave your pussy now? You've only ever shaved there on special occasions. Without taking the time to clean up, he put the syringe between his thigh and scrotum to keep it warm and headed upstairs. Lisa's face was a rictus of pure lust. She fiddled with her clit with one hand while the other clawed at the man's chest. She took a step toward the couch. Her hand remained at her crotch as she stroked out the last remnants of her orgasm. He waited for her spasms to fade before he withdrew his fingers. Lisa soon exited the bathroom, a little more steady on her feet. She gasped at the added pressure and moved faster on her clit. She turned and left.

It wasn't very long before he heard Lisa's light snores. I'm pretty sure you were a little wet."

"You didn't answer my question," Lisa said.

It wasn't very long before he heard Lisa's light snores. It hurts. "It's worth a shot, right?"

Jeff pushed the "stop" button to kill the car engine and put both hands on the wheel. Her exposed inner labia were swollen and moist, betraying her evening's activities. Or are they all lesbians?"

He reached back down and resumed his light stroking. Jeff caught a stale whiff of vodka and garlic as she adjusted the covers.

"Sure. "I know."

"Hey, don't ...

"Yeah, man, I wish I had better news," Bill said.

"No shit, Sherlock," she said. "He's okay."

They rode in silence until they pulled into the driveway of their 90's ranch revival.

Lisa began long, open-mouthed moans. "It's not nice at all. The man flung that arm away too and pinned it as well, never stopping his thrusts. don't visit Pornhub tonight," Lisa said. "It's not nice at all. "I think I'm too sleepy to go again." She took a long, deep breath and her hips sank back down into the mattress.

"I know, I know," he said. "It'd be hot to wake up with dried jizz I can't remember all over my ass."

"My friend is just working on something right now," Bill said. "I have to support them both, don't I? Everyone goes to both."

Jeff eased the comforter back, folding it up and over her other leg and past her midriff. She began to thrust her hips in rhythm with his strokes. Nothing good will come from you watching that."

"What do I mean 'why?' or what do I mean 'shave?'" he asked. Jeff knew she was reaching for his balls, the way she always used to do to Jeff when she wanted him to cum inside her from behind.

"Is there a chance that..." Jeff started. He turned his head slightly and gave her a sly smile.

"You barely answered mine," Jeff retorted.

"Trent. Lisa jerked and let out a grunt, then continued to tense and relax rhythmically as her orgasm blossomed. "How do you know I shave?" she asked.

"Oh I don't know," Jeff said.

"Okay, jack off then?" She said. Hell no." Jeff turned toward her. They bounced and swayed as she pulled him farther into her with every thrust. You looked ... Lisa's gaze had not left her phone.

"Just hurts too much." Jeff's eyes narrowed as he regarded her.

He reached back down and resumed his light stroking. He went to the freezer and fished around for a moment, withdrawing a short wide-mouth plastic cup with a screw lid. What you need to do is think about the next part of your life, and that's going to be real damn hard if you don't listen to me closely. And stop trying to distract me - it's working by the way."

"Look..." she started again.

"So she's not too worried about STD's..." Bill started.

She stopped at the nightstand, out of Jeff's field of view. "Or even fooled around. "Intercourse is painful.

"Yeah. don't visit Pornhub tonight," Lisa said. "You sure you don't want... Jeff checked one more time to make sure her eyes were still closed.

Jeff eased the comforter back, folding it up and over her other leg and past her midriff. He sighed heavily.

"You bet, sugar." The waitress, Mary, sidled off toward the kitchen, grinning.

They rode in silence until they pulled into the driveway of their 90's ranch revival.

"So you just looked?" she asked.

"Jeff..."

"Then how?"

"That's not how I meant it!" she grinned. It's common, it's mysterious, whatever."

"It's not a misunderstanding, pal," Bill said. Go ahead," Lisa said. The man in the video looked up to the ceiling, holding her hips and pulling her back as he slammed into her over, and over.

"You don't have to remind me," Jeff spat back.

"Uh, okay. He concentrated on making sure that his breathing was regular and deep.

"Hey, Jeff, how's it going?" asked Bill.

"I did, though," Lisa said. He warmed it in his fist for a few seconds then lifted up with the fingers inside her to open her pussy fully. I'm sorry."

"Okay," Jeff said.

Jeff lay silent. Jeff could see Lisa's expression melt into pure pleasure as the man reentered her, still up on his knees, holding her knees back, bending her nearly double. "Show me."

"She's not on birth control," Jeff said.

"No. Her four inch heels clicked on the quarry tile as she crossed the foyer to the dining room to retrieve her purse. Lisa's breath caught and she grunted lightly. Lisa's back arched immediately and she clawed out for his chest again, lost in what was obviously a hugely powerful orgasm. "I know you have needs. She soon pancaked onto the mattress again and put her hand underneath her. "Or even fooled around. He reached out and lightly stroked her shaved mound with his fingertips, first down, then up against the grain. One leg was outside the comforter, but only from the knee down.

"Jeff, what's wrong?" she asked. Jeff's mouth opened as he exhaled slowly, admiring his wife's perfect cunt. It was a little after 1AM when he heard the door from the kitchen to the garage open, then softly click shut. Lisa soon exited the bathroom, a little more steady on her feet. She complied, stretching her hands toward the headboard and arching her back. I've been doing this a long, long time. After a few moments her heels clicked back across the foyer and she stood in the living room doorway, a quizzical expression on her face. Go ahead," Lisa said. He heard two clicks of heels on tile, then a pause, then creaks on the stairs as Lisa climbed them barefoot. The man slapped her once, hard, on the ass