Good Timing Part 2 - Sex Stories

Good Timing Part 2

... time she had ever worn it.

What should I wear? she had texted Donald.

Sweats or yoga pants, something comfy. We will be in the car for a little bit.

She pulled into the drive and ran into the house. She quickly pulled out her favorite sweats and hoodie when her phone buzzed again.

Definitely yoga pants. LOVE your ass in those black Nike ones with the grey pattern on it…wear those.

What the hell has gotten into him? she wondered. Donald wasn’t a big swear guy, you know, being a teacher and all, and being blatantly sexual? She hadn’t seen that in a while!

OK, I am about 5 minutes out, meet me in the kitchen. And please pour us two shots of Fireball!

Kay was finishing up changing her clothes. She carefully put her skirt back in the closet. She was bewildered. This morning she was about to put her vows to the test with Andy and here she was getting ready to meet Donald. She was normally someone who was in control, and now she had none. She didn’t even know what the weekend had in store for her. The feeling both excited her and scared her. She had so many emotions swirling around in her head.

She quickly threw some clothes, toiletries, and a book into a bag as asked. She reached for her swimsuits, grabbing a “mom suit” until she remembered what he said, so she grabbed a sexy bikini that was at the bottom of the drawer. She went downstairs and grabbed two shot glasses, poured them each a shot, and waited.

Donald’s Jeep pulled into the driveway and he ...

... jumped out. Wearing khakis and a button-up shirt, he practically ran up the sidewalk to the front door. “Hi honey, I’m home!”

“Honey, this is such a surprise! What is going on?”

Donald smiled at his bride. “Let’s take that shot!” He grabbed his shot and handed her hers. “To a great weekend!” he said with a smile. They both downed their shot, and she looked quizzically at him.

“God you look good,” he growled as he moved closer to her. She looked at him, bewildered. “What is…” he interrupted her with a kiss.

She was tense for a second, but finally, she melted into his long arms and kissed him back. He was kissing her with a passion and ferocity that she had not felt in years. She wondered what the hell had gotten into him, but finally just stopped thinking and enjoyed it.

He started kissing his way down her body, lifting her shirt and kissing her stomach. She emerged from her fog and started to say something, but he reached up with his hand and put it over her mouth, and said, “Shhhhh, just let me do this.”

He was kissing her stomach and hips when she felt his hands grip the waistband of her yoga pants and yank them down. He quickly moved his kisses to her upper thighs. She gasped. He moved his kisses to her inner thighs, dangerously close to her well-trimmed pussy.

“What are you, OH MY GOD” she exclaimed as his tongue found her wetness and he started licking and tonguing her now glistening slit. He grabbed her hands and put them on his head. He had always ...