Teaching Hubby's Mistress - chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Teaching Hubby's Mistress - chapter 3

... there was a lump in the front of his pants. I thought I should try seducing him and gave it a go.

I faked a yawn and said, “My mom would always kiss me good night. Would you give me a good night kiss?”

I was disappointed when he kissed my forehead. “Good night, Chloe.”

He left before I could take off my clothes. I was horny and a little sad, but hopeful that I’d get him the next day. He was really smart and kind of hot for an old guy.

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The few hours since I got home were arousing but quite confusing. I had walked in on my wife and a nearly nude Chloe. For a few seconds I thought I’d caught Rochelle cheating on me with a woman, but her explanation that Chloe had been trying on clothes made sense. Rochelle was fully dressed and there were clothes scattered all over the room.

I wondered why she encouraged me to help Chloe unpack. It would give me time alone with a very attractive woman I’d just met. Chloe’s several seduction attempts were blatantly obvious, but I seriously doubted that she was attracted to me. I was over twice her age. I was probably in college when she was born.

I had glanced toward the house while I sat with Chloe at the picnic table, then again when I was putting Chloe’s enticing panties in the dresser. Rochelle had been staring out the window both times. She’d probably seen Chloe holding my hand and me kissing her brow.

Instead of her questioning me when I returned to the house or acting jealous, she had smiled and asked if I ...

... would wash her back in the shower. In my excited state, I was happy to play along.

I carried her to the bathroom, French kissed her once I set her down, then helped her undress. She took my pants off as I removed my shirt, then slid my boxers down and took my penis in her soft hand. I played with her breasts as she stroked me. I imagined Chloe and the girl I had a crush on, Emily, and was soon close to climax. Rochelle moved away and reminded me, "Shower."

I followed her in as she turned the water on. The last time we'd had sex anywhere but the bed had been in a pool on vacation several years before. I stood behind her washing her body as she shampooed her hair. She reached back and guided my firm rod into her hot slit from behind. I hadn't felt her so wet and excited in a long time. I held her breasts firmly as she rocked her hips back and forth in time with my thrusting.

I slid in and out of her, over and over, imagining Emily as I savored the warm wet flesh squeezing the sides of my cock. As I started pumping semen into her she moaned, "So close! Keep going! Mmmm!" She was telling me what to do, turning me on even more. I was breathing very hard and barely had the oxygen for it, but jackhammered into her even faster until she achieved orgasm too. She gasped and her body went limp, so I held her tightly to keep her on her feet.

When she recovered she turned around and French kissed with me again. "So good, Gerald! That was amazing!"

"You too! That was ...