Katrina - Sex Stories

Katrina

... mean to Matt, but he pushed the subject and she was always honest with him.

It was then that Matt peaked around the corner from the kitchen to get a glimpse of Jerome and Katrina standing in the doorway.

"He brought her flowers; how nice,” Matt thought to himself in a sarcastic tone.

The new couple then headed out the front door.

Katrina wasn't really interested in the dinner part of her date with Jerome, and although he was very nice and mannerly, she could tell that he was just itching to get her home and rip her clothes off. Almost immediately as they stepped out of the restaurant, the two of them were making out… heavily, while standing on the sidewalk. The making out started to turn into grabbing, and before they let it get out of control, Jerome spoke up.

"Can I get you to come home with me tonight?" he said.

"I tell you what, you come home with me,” she said.

"Are you sure? I just want you. I don't want anything to do with your husband.”

"No, no, it's fine,” she said. "He won't be involved. Him and I have never fucked and we're not starting tonight.” She grabbed at the bulge in his pants with a coy smile. "Especially not when I can have this."

When they got back to the house, Matt was still awake watching a movie, and Penelope was asleep in her bedroom.

They nearly fell through the doorway of the house they were making out so heavily.Matt heard the commotion and sprang up, calling out, "Are you home already, Katrina?"

It was then he saw ...

... the two of them making out and already starting to tear at each others clothing.

“Yeah," she said in a breath between tongue twirling sessions. ”We're going into the bedroom. Don't come in."

Just as she said that, the two of them quickly moved to the first floor master bedroom as if they were one mass. The door closed behind them with a solid clunk. Matt sunk back down into the couch.

For the next hour, he heard various faint moans and banging. Thankfully, not enough to wake up Penelope.

Then he decided to get up and head into the kitchen for a refill of his cola. It was already past eleven o'clock and he never went to bed this early. Not that he had a bedroom to go to bed in at this point.As he was closing the fridge, Katrina came hurrying into the kitchen. She was completely naked, her body still slender all around except for the protruding baby bump. She was radiant and glistening in sweat. Her hair partially drenched as if she had just come in from an intense run under the hot sun.

“Hey," she said, as she moved past him to the cupboard next to the sink. Her voice out of breath, it barely sounded like her, and she paid little mind to him being there. "Just getting some water."

It was then that Matt heard a voice from the bedroom.

“Hey! Get me a glass, after all.”

The voice was, of course, Jerome, but strangely, the first thing Matt could think of when hearing it was "I hope that wasn't loud enough to wake up Penelope.”

The thought quickly passed ...