A Gurl in the Making Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

A Gurl in the Making Pt. 01

... front of the mirrors. He must have put the panties on as he was twirling admiring himself in the mirror. She could just make out the shape of what appeared to be a thick cock protruding out of her panties. Cathy's fingers absentmindedly moved back to her pussy and she felt certain that she was going to orgasm before the party even got started as she sat there thinking about her nephew trying on her panties.

Cathy spread her legs and imagined Kelley swaying his hips, standing in front of her. His hard cock stretching out her panties. She was being naughty for recording her nephew, but he had entered her room without her permission, in her book, they were even. Sighing she squeezed her legs together knowing that her excitement, while thrilling, was even more risqué than what she was used to. Don had messaged her ten minutes ago telling her where to find him in the bar and she knew that he would be waiting eagerly for her arrival. She squeezed her legs together again knowing that her panties were slightly damp and stood up. She admired herself in the mirror before heading downstairs to the bar. She had picked out a pink dress that came up to her mid-thigh and had a plunging neckline, knowing that it would make Don excited.

She saw Don sitting at the far end of the bar. He was chatting with the black man seated next to him and they were very concentrated on the basketball game that was on the television. Cathy slid her arm in with Don's and nodded politely at the man who ...

... sat next to him. She kissed Don's cheek.

"Hi honey, how's the game going? I hope you haven't had too many drinks before I got down here..."

She laughed and winked at the man and sat down between the two of them. She motioned to the bartender and ordered a vodka sprite for herself. She looked up at the television and knew that she was going to have to work to distract the two men.

"So, who's playing tonight? I heard it was a pretty big game and that the winner was going to be getting a trophy tonight." She said smoothly.

Don glanced away from the television and met his wife's eye. He nodded and went back to watching the game. "Well, if the Celtics win we'll have a new champ but if not, there will be another game tomorrow. You know how these things go, honey."

Cathy's hands ran down over her husband's thigh and she felt his cock starting to stiffen the more that she rubbed his thigh. He was not small by any imagination of the word but his cock was not as big as she often desired and he knew it. Don's smirked and looked over to the man next the them.

"Honey, this is Tucker. Tucker, this is my wife Cathy."

Don turned back to the television and Cathy turned her attention to Tucker.

"Good evening, Tucker." She held her hand out to shake his hand and as he took her hand she leaned forward her opposite hand pressing against the man's chest.

She pulled away turning back to the bar and taking a pull from her drink.

"Mmmm," she sighed, "this is just what I ...