Teaching Hubby's Mistress - chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Teaching Hubby's Mistress - chapter 4

... but he had a kid with his wife. This morning she whispered and told me they did it in the shower last night, so for sure he’s not gay. I wondered if asking him to put sunscreen on me would work? That was how I got my last boyfriend. I figured it was worth a try.

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As I got home from the museum, Chloe was walking out to the pool in one of her skimpy bikinis. She waved and shouted, “Can you help me a minute?” She sat on a lounger and held up a bottle of sunscreen as I got there. “I can’t reach my back. Would you put some on, so I don’t burn?” I could see the shape of her nipples and vulva through the thin yellow fabric until she rolled over.

Rochelle and Jonathan wouldn’t be home for hours. It was an obvious ploy to get me excited, but I knew I could control myself. I decided to have a little fun and feel part of her beautiful body. “I don’t mind. Sunburns can be painful and lead to skin cancer or other problems. We don’t want that.”

I poured the cool suntan lotion into my hand, then started rubbing it on her shoulders and the back of her neck. I admired her lovely, rounded buttocks and her pretty hair as I moved down her back slowly. She reached behind herself and pulled the string on her top, untying the knot. She smiled and said, “Don’t want a string in the way.”

I poured some more sunscreen into my hand and took my time finishing her back. I enjoyed feeling her smooth warm skin. She let out a happy moan as I neared her bikini bottoms. I held the string and ...

... tied it for her as I said, “I’m sure you can reach the rest. You might want to put on something else before Jonathan gets home. I wouldn’t want you being embarrassed.”

She sputtered a moment. “But… uh… thanks.” She was clearly disappointed as I walked in the house.

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Chloe met me at the front door and said, “We need to talk.” I followed her out to the guest house. “I keep trying so hard, but he still doesn’t like me! What can I do?” She had tears forming at the corners of her eyes. “When I do sexy stuff, most guys are like lions looking at raw meat! No matter what I try, he doesn’t like me!”

I hugged her and patted her back gently. “He likes you, Chloe. He really does. He just needs to get to know you first. He’s a mature man who thinks before he does things, not some high school boy who’ll obey whatever his dick tells him. You’ve only been here two days. You don’t need to screw him tonight or tomorrow. Another week or two is fine. Take it easy.”

She sniffled. “Thanks. I’m glad you’re so nice to me. I just don’t know what I’m going to do.”

I had a sneaky idea. “If you find his tablet and he’s not around, check what websites he’s been going to. I think if you see what kind of… movies he’s been watching, it will give you some ideas.”

“If he watched ‘Mission Impossible’ or ‘Spiderman’, how does that help me?”

I chuckled. “No, no, porn movies. If you find out what kind of porn he likes, maybe it will give you some ideas.”

She seemed shocked. “PORN! He’s a ...