Will I regret this tomorrow, part VII
Beverly, a married Mom who dreams of erotic romance, has finally decided to step outside her loveless marriage. She has finally met her online lover Jim. To her surprise their tryst, having just erupted in a major climax in her mouth and breasts, has just been interrupted by the arrival of the wife of her lover.
Again the voice inquired through the hotel door "JIMMMY, can I come in now? I feel very STUPID standing out here in the hall knocking on this door"

Pointing at the door Beverly again demanded an explanation "You brought your WIFE? Why would you bring your wife?"

"Please" Jim begged as Beverly, not waiting for his reply, stood up and moved towards the bedroom "Wait a second ...."

Walking on her toes away from him her legs drew Jim's attention to the cute butt she had teased him with many times online. Even with Beverly upset he felt his cock twitch with renewed desire, even through all the tension in the room.

"Wait for what?" demanded Beverly. She was both angry at the interruption and embarrassed she had not climaxed as she took notice of his semi erect cock. It again reached out to the burning desire in her pussy.

"Beverly, PLEASE" Jim pleased "You really don't remember my ad?"

Jim could not move. He was trapped between the woman he desired moving away to the bedroom and the woman who owned him demanding his attention at the door.

His decision was made for him as his attention was drawn towards the door by another rapid "KNOCK" ".. JIMMY?... Damn you..."KNOCK, KNOCK"

Turning his back towards Beverly, and the closing bedroom door, he resigned himself to failure. He stood up and groaned louder, with a most urgent and LOUD plea, "BEVERLY, I'M SURE WE made it VERY, VERY CLEAR"

Beverly sobbed through the now closed door "Aren't you listening??" then she repeated "WHAT FUCKING Ad and What WE?"

Without another word Jimmy, still naked with cum drying up his semi-swollen cock head, moved across the room and unlatched the door.

"Where is she" demanded Joan as she blew into the room.

Joan reminded Jim of a Doberman strong, powerful and intense. Her sharp nose lifted slightly to draw in the scent of their lingering sex. Her searching eyes, wide with expectation, quickly surveyed the room while at the same time dismissing her naked husband before her.

"In the bedroom, I think she is crying." Replied the now submisive Jimmy as he sat dejected and naked on the couch.

Joan stood in front of Jimmy with her thin legs apart and her tiny feet, encased by 4" CFM heels, planted firmly on either side of his legs. Jimmy just stared at her long bright red nails as her hands came to rest on her hips, covered in a tight fitting short black skirt.

He knew Joan NEVER wore underwear for an encounter and assumed the delay had sent her juices flowing down her inner thigh. Jimmy remembered their last encounter with Sarah and the sight of those long red nails disappearing in and out of her smooth pussy like daggers on fire with passion.

Her square jaw now pointed down and towards him. With an almost unnatural bend of her body and her long thin neck Joan projected a lifeless mannequin pose. If Joan had any breasts they would be hanging out of the thin white blouse she had chosen that day. Unfortunately, even though bra less, with half the buttons undone, all that was exposed was a flat chest and a bare hint of nipples upon lemon size breasts.

Trapped by her disappointment Jimmy instantly felt he was back in high school at the principals office with the forty something Mrs. Williams. She, like Joan, had no figure to speak of. Both had thin tight red lips and jet black hair held back in a tight bun. Both ladies, his first lover and then his lifetime partner, were expert at jerking his cock till his balls were drained. They knew the trick of inserting a finger into his anus at just the right minute to send his hot seed spraying across their face and small nipples. They also had other common traits, such as they never took him deep into their mouth and neither ever seemed to enjoy the times together. It was just something "dirty" they both had done/still did to control "their little boy".

Mrs. Williams, like his wife, had been more interested in "meeting" the girls he dated and was very willing to provide them expert instructions on how to be "pleased by men".

Although he was buffeted by the scolding Joan was giving him his thoughts, and the attention of his cock, were back on the woman THEY had been with and the buxom lady waiting in the other room.

"Look at you" Joan waved her accusatory hand towards his again semi-flaccid manhood.

"You could not wait? Joan's voice was harsh, like she had caught him in a great lie.

Shaking her head sharply she looked for a response and was angered by his silence.

Joan continued her lecture "You just had to get off first, right? No fucking control"

Looking at the bedroom she continued by pointing towards the door with her shoe.
"Did you forget? We agreed, after LAST time, only a TASTE alone!"

"But Joan.." he offer of an excuse was quickly cut off by her look.

Turning away Joan commanded and dismissed him, "Sit there and do not do or SAY anything, till I tell you otherwise."

As she studied the door and deciding her approach Joan added, "If you need something to do, play with .... YOURSELF!"

As Jimmy continued to stare at the floor in front of him Joan crossed the room to the now closed bedroom door.

"Rap, Rap, Rap.... Beverly... It's Joan, can I come in sweetheart?" Joan leaned on the door hoping her weight would push it open.

"NOOOOOO, Go Away" sob Beverly as she pulled her legs up to cover her naked body.

"Please..." Joan continued as the door gave way and she stumbled into the room, just as she had intended.

"SHIT" cried Joan as she hit the edge of the bed just catching herself before she fell on top of the still naked Beverly.

"Are you all right?" asked the surprised Beverly who reached out by reflex to help steady the intruder. She had not thought to latch the door when she fled into the room.

Joan faked her injury as she sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her ankle feigning a potential sprain.

"No, actually I'm not" she added after a moment of inspection "I think this is going to hurt tomorrow."

Nodding towards the door she called out to Jimmy. "I'm fine, don't worry about me, you SHIT! Just sit there useless like you always do!"

Beverly was taken aback by Joan's tone. "Why are you yelling at Jim?"

"Jim? You call him Jim? Jim is a man's name, that little BOY is called JIMMY and if you must know I'm mad at him for ignoring ME and hurting YOU!"

Joan continued to rub her ankle, and grimace in her fake pain, as she carefully watched the beauty just a few feet from her. The sight of her breasts and wide hips was making her tingle inside. Jimmy, who remained in the other room, was playing his part by acting like the uncaring drone she intended to portray him as.

Joan looked past the drying cum on Beverly's ample breasts and soft cheeks "We can clean that up" thought Joan.

She had wanted Beverly in the worst way ever since JiMMY found her online, when she responded to one of his pathetic romance stories. As Joan drank in the smell of Beverly's sex, she could see that Beverly was turning over in her mind Joan's words. Joan was excited and she knew she just had to let things progress at a slow controlled pace, at least for now.
Watching Joan rub her ankle Beverly decided that the intruder was not going to be leaving her alone soon.

After several minutes of silence Beverly blurted out, her arms moving away from her breast exasperated "I just don't understand!"

Joan had to control a shudder of desire as she got her first close glimpse of the ample breast and sweet nipples she had been dreaming about. She thought to herself shamelessly "Now if she could only get a clear shot of the pussy ............"

"What don't you understand" Joan asked back softly, keeping her eyes focused on her injured ankle.

"Why you are here?" replied Beverly. "Jim never said anything about you. I do not have sex with woman, hell, I hardly have sex with MEN!"

Putting on her most pitiful face Joan turned to face Beverly. "You really don't know why I'm here? I will show you WHY!"

Before Beverly could protest Joan turned to face Beverly and ripped the remaining buttons to spread her white blouse wide in the air.

"What do you see?" demanded Joan in her husky voice. "It's ok, I KNOW what I look like. Tell me, WHAT do YOU see?"

Beverly, who could not remember not having tits the boys wanted see, could only stare at the small offerings before her and mumble "small tits?"

Joan croaked a laugh "Small tits?"

Cupping her tiny breast within the palms of her hands she made them completely disappear. Then she added with a frown "Honey these are not small, they are non-existent."

"I still do not understand" replied Bev. "You are here because you have small breasts?"

"NO", then still covering herself Joan motioned towards Bev with her elbow, "Ok, now you"

Beverly got the idea and wrapped her small hands under each breasts, her fingers just barely covering her wide pink aerolas while her nipples continued to protrude.

"That is ONE reason I'm here." Joan stated, rubbing her hands up and down with no noticeable effect. She almost smiled, as if her case had just been made clear.

Seeing the continued question on Bev's face Joan drank in the view of Beverly's lifted breasts and explained very slowly. "I'm not here because I have SMALL tits, I'm here because you have BIG ones, the size my H U S B A N D loves!"

In the other room Jim/JIMMY was picturing the two women together, their contrasting breasts and their tasty nipples. He began to slowly squeeze and stroke his cock preparing himself for what was to cum, latter.

Back in the bedroom, as the light came on in Beverly's eyes, Joan lied fast and poured it on thick. "I LOVE my husband. I do not want to lose him. If that means sharing him with big boobs, like yours, I will do it ... to save my marriage!"

"Oh my GAWD" Beverly cried her hands flying from her heavy breasts to either side of her head as if it were about to explode.

"There is more" Joan quickly added as she pulled her legs up on the bed, the points of her shoes coming to rest between Beverly's legs.

"More??" asked Beverly, now completely off her mental balance.

"Yes more." Planting her heels into the covers Joan scooted towards Beverly to bring her knees up high.

Spreading her legs wide Joan looked down at her open sex and asked "Now what do you see?"

Beverly caught unprepared shyly looked away, half afraid a long thin cock was awaiting her discovery. When Joan did not move, or say anything more, Bev stole a glance back at her.
Joan caught Beverly looking between her legs and deftly leaned back on one hand while she moved the other hand down between the apex of her thighs. Her right index and middle fingers slide across her smooth hairless pussy and spread her tiny slit open. As she drew her fingers back and up she pulled the tiny folds aside indicating a very small and very narrow passage.

"Think of that cock you just enjoyed!" demanded Joan as she slipped one long thin red nail slowly into her tiny slit.

Jim/JIMMY hearing these words knew exactly what Joan was doing. He loved this part where she introduced herself as the "Virgin wife" who was unable to meet the needs of her husband. The reality was his wife loved pussy as much as he did. His cockhead swelled more as his brain sent signals they were getting closer....

Beverly had NEVER closely examined the sex of any other woman. She had always had extremely full lips and assumed everyone else did. She never imagined a pussy, especially one belonging to a 40 something woman, could look so "Virginal". She was transfixed as Joan continued to press, twist, turn and push her ONE thin finger till it was embedded deep in her sex.

Joan looked up at Beverly just as her palm came to rest across her clit. Stroking herself with a slight up and down, then in and out motion Joan asked "Do you think there is any way THAT cock can fit in HERE?"

Beverly just shook her head no, then added softly "I told you I have never been interested in sex with a woman."

"OH, really" breathed Joan as she continued to stimulate her sex, excited by the audience she had so long desired.

Pressing her finger deep and hard inside Joan remarked "Do you remember the day you were caming with JIMMY using the clear white glass dildo with the little nubs?"

"Yes, why?" replied Beverly, not taking her eyes off Joan masturbating herself.

Jim/JIMMY had slipped into the door way un-noticed. Seeing the two ladies, spread eagle, completed the rush of blood to his swollen member. Stroking himself slowly he envisioned Beverly soon to impaled upon his thick cock, warm and tight in a cow girl position. Joan would soon take up her favorite position to lick and tease her fully exposed clit.

Joan continued "Do you remember when his cam when out but he continued with the explicit instructions of how to rub it against your clit and then send it DEEP inside your pussy for you to grab with your Kegel muscles and hold as you slowly withdrew it?"

"Yes" answered Beverly as her eyes met Joan.

"I'm thinking of when you pressed it deep inside with the little anal plug firmly inserted, your left nipple in your mouth.

Do you remember your legs shaking as you were screaming that was "The BEST cum of my FUCKING LIFE!"

Yes" replied Beverly, taking note of the quickening pace of Joan's finger. "Joan, were you watching us?"

"NO!" Shouted Joan suddenly as her climax neared. "That was ME .....mmmmmm .... ahhh...MEEE... fucking... Y O U!"

To be continued...................
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