Debbie is very excited, she keeps going through the house, straighten a picture frame, rearranging a vase of flowers. Her best friend, Sheri is coming to visit, they haven't seen each other in three years.
Her husband Zach is not excited, his wife warned him there will be plenty of girl talk. That he could handle, what he couldn't handle was Debbie telling him no sex while Sheri is visiting. "She just got out of a bad relationship, it wouldn't be right to hear us in the next room." She smiled at her husband's open mouth stare. "You can handle it babe, it's only a week."
Zach and his wife, mainly his wife, she can reach the high notes with ease, just shattered some glass an hour ago. He was ready again, now he has to wait a week? He saw a lot of cold showers, or a lot of hand work for a week. He was not excited a bit.
Debbie raced to the door when there was a soft knock. Her tan legs glowed a warm gold, Zach groaned. She bent down to remove a piece of lint the size of a flea off the carpet. Muscles flexed in her thighs. She stood on her toes to look out the window, her smile radiant. Zach's eyes traveled up her legs, his fingers itching to reach under her white shorts. He groaned again. Debbie gave him a stern look, noticing the bulge in his jeans, "fix that! Behave yourself!"
A double, high pitched scream of joy pierced the house. Zach did fix himself, shifting his cock and jeans, picturing his wife's ass as she picked up the so called lint, he wondered if she was fucking with him. He grabbed a cold bottle of water from the fridge, considered pouring it on his super heated cock, then drank half of it in one gulp, his throat very parched. A whole week, he thought.
He entered the living room when his wife called to him. He saw Debbie and Sheri hugging, kissing, crying too. He felt a single drop of cum ooze out of his cock when he got a look at Sheri.
Opposites attract. Debbie is petite, red hair, flaming red, short. Green eyes, cheeks, the shape of small apples when she smiles. Small nose, soft lips. Her body is all woman, perfect curves, round moon breasts. Feminine muscles in her body, flexing from the simplest movement. She has a fierceness for her small body, a wild passion in sex, able to show what she wants.
Sheri is half a foot taller, piercing dark eyes, showing soft warmth when she smiles. Her hair is dark, curls resting on her shoulders. She has a thin line of red in her hair, the same color as Debbie's. Her nose is longer, lips fuller. She's wearing a loose fitting tank, showing a long soft neck. She is tan also, a mocha shade. Her breasts are bigger, Zach made sure to make eye contact as he shook her hand.
Zach loves everything about a woman's body, but legs are something special to him. He couldn't see Sheri's legs, but he was guessing they were hot underneath her painted on jeans. It was going to be a very long week, he thought.
"I told you no." Her voice was quiet, but Zach could hear a smile in it. His blue steel cock was rubbing her ass through his briefs. Kissing the back of her neck, hand constantly cupping her breast, Debbie kept moving it away. "I'll be quiet." His slow rubs over her ass was very hard, pressing, Debbie felt herself becoming wet. "You might have to help me keep quiet though." She placed his hand in her panties, her legs opening, his fingers stroking her lips. She reached behind, pulled his briefs down, squeezed his throbbing cock.
Duel double "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM's." Later, bodies heaving, Debbie stifled her cries into Zach's palm. His other hand was fingering her clenching pussy, fingers soaked. He grunted as he bit down on his pillow, spurts of cum smearing like melted candle wax on her ass. It's going to be a very long week was his last thought before going to sleep.
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