Teaching Hubby's Mistress - chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Teaching Hubby's Mistress - chapter 4

... was gone.

Emily has breasts half the size of Chloe’s and a much less curvy backside, but she’d be more than enough to satisfy me. I’d be happy to chat with her for months on end. At age 22 instead of 19, Emily is much more mature and vastly more knowledgeable than Chloe.

Without a doubt, Chloe has a very sexy body and pretty face. She’s a nice girl but talks with her seem to quickly descend into the land of beer parties and fart jokes. She doesn’t have the knowledge or mentality to follow most of my best stories. I have no doubt screwing her would be amazing, though.

I usually visited Emily at the antique shop on Tuesdays, but the next day was Thursday and I knew she’d be working. I debated whether I should bring her flowers or another small gift and invite her on a date. If it went well, I could make up some conference or meeting out of town as an excuse to be away.

I suddenly remembered my wedding anniversary was on the coming Saturday. I was losing interest in my wife, but wasn’t going to be a total jackass and cheat on our anniversary. I still cared for her, and she didn’t deserve that. Instead of visiting Emily, on Thursday I’d go to a jewelry store and buy some earrings for my wife.

After a bit more sleep, I saw the clock showing 8:03 and decided it was time for breakfast.

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I’d woken up at 6 am to make them breakfast. After Mrs. Anderson and her son left for school, I decided to get some more sleep before cleaning up the house. I was finally ...

... starting to doze off when I heard a car door close and looked out the window. I saw Jerry sitting in his hot red convertible. He revved the engine a couple times and the sound was high pitched, not like most cars. I liked it a lot. I thought he looked handsome in his suit as he backed out and drove away.

I laid down for a few more minutes and heard an awful racket. The gardener was trying to start the lawn mower. It would go for maybe ten seconds then quit. The noise was annoying, but I thought his dark tan and big arms were kind of hot. He leaned over to work on the mower, and I could see his butt crack at the top of his jeans. Most guys look gross that way, but he was sexy. His butt muscles are just the kind I like to squeeze.

I tickled and rubbed my kitty as I watched him. I was feeling great and almost there when he got the mower to work. He drove it out of sight and started mowing the front lawn, where I couldn’t see him. Dang it! It was obvious why Mrs. Anderson liked him.

I got dressed, then thought about what I should do to make Jerry like me as I cleaned up the kitchen. Him seeing me nearly naked in their bedroom didn’t work. Letting him stare at my mouth when I smoked didn’t work either. He didn’t even go for it when I had him put away my underwear and I asked him to kiss me. Most guys would have been all over me!

She had told me he didn’t like women dressing sleazy, but that didn’t make any sense. Guys love that! For a second I wondered if maybe he was gay, ...