The Wife's Wild Ass Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

The Wife's Wild Ass Chapter 7

... it, Caroline was getting randy. She imagined Helen and Darleen in bed together and her pussy began to spark and foam. Maybe I'll have to fingerfuck myself, after all, Caroline thought with a wry smile. She finished her third cup of coffee, still stark naked, her emotions somewhat confused. She figured that she would be able to think more clearly once she'd milked her pussy. A girl couldn't really be levelheaded when her cunt was simmering. She got up, intending to go into the bedroom and frig herself off in comfort. But, glancing out the window, she saw Darleen coming out of Helen Ramsey's house. Darleen looked happy and satisfied. She turned back, obviously saying goodbye to her hostess, then she moved down the walk. She had to pass Caroline's house on her way home and, on a sudden impulse, Caroline decided to call the girl over and get things settled. Caroline hurried through to the front door and opened it quickly, before she lost her nerve. The idea of a confrontation distressed her, but she felt that she had to know the truth. &#034Darleen,&#034 she called. Darleen paused. She glanced towards Caroline, then glanced away again. She looked flustered and embarrassed. She shot a look at her own house, as if she was considering ignoring Caroline's summons and rushing on past, as if wanting to make an escape. Her attitude was suspicious and furtive and Caroline felt more sure than ever that the girl was having an affair with the sexy redhead. Another wave of jealousy surged ...

... through her. But then Darleen smiled, in a friendly enough fashion. She came up the front walk to the door. Caroline opened the door wider, stepping back, and, when Darleen saw that Caroline was naked, she looked surprised. But then she grinned. Caroline hadn't realized how provocative it would be to invite Darleen in when she was naked. Now she did. She said, &#034I wanted to talk to you, honey. I was just going to get dressed--it isn't a hint.&#034 Darleen laughed. &#034Oh, I've seen you naked before,&#034 she said suggestively. &#034But not recently,&#034 Caroline said. &#034I--I guess not,&#034 Darleen muttered. They went through to the lounge and sat down. Caroline was wondering if this might be easier if she were to bring the gin bottle out. She suddenly felt self-conscious about being naked. She kept her legs together. &#034I haven't seen much of you lately,&#034 she began. &#034Well, not as much as usual.&#034 &#034You aren't angry about anything?&#034 &#034What? Oh, gee, no--of course not.&#034 Darleen frowned slightly, looking less than comfortable. Caroline was determined to get the truth, no matter how embarrassing the situation was. She said, &#034I saw you going into Helen's house.&#034 &#034Did you?&#034 &#034Tell me, Darleen, are you having an affair with her?&#034 &#034Of course not,&#034 Darleen said. &#034Honestly?&#034 Darleen was looking this way and that, almost squirming. She said, &#034I swear it. Caroline, it's the truth. But, well, it's the truth, ...