1. A new spark part 2


    Date: 12/6/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: RobertMcCullum, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    into the bathroom. Unfortunately no tub this time, only a shower. Inside it, under the warm stream we become human again. Still in a tight embrace, I form my first sentence since applying my mouth to her pussy. “That was amazing.” “mmmmm,. Yes it was.” No more words are spoken. It’s no longer necessary to talk about sex. Our bodies are in sync. Getting out of the shower we dry off. I get dressed in the living room, where I had discarded my clothes. Sandra goes into the bedroom and closes the door behind her. We could spend the rest of the time naked but we both instinctively know that if we do, we’d just end up ravaging each other until we’re both spend and we want the night to last. After about ten minutes she emerges wearing a low-cut dress, which displays her perfect cleavage. “It took you that long to put on a dress?” With a wicked smile on her face she says, “You’ll see.” While I clear up outside, Sandra starts dinner. When I’m done I check out the rest of the place. The garden is surrounded by a twelve feet tall hedge. At the far end there is a small gate which leads to a small field and beyond a forest. When I walk back inside, wonderful smells emanate from the kitchen. “Something smells good!” “Here’s hoping it’ll taste good as well.” “I’m sure it will.” I walk through the only door I hadn’t opened. It leads to the bedroom. In the center there is a king size bed with a metal frame for a headboard. ‘More fun to be had here, later,’ I think. “Had a look around?” I’m ...
    asked when I enter the kitchen. “Yes, nice place. How’d you find it?” “It belongs to a friend of mine. She lets me stay here once in a while, when I need to get away.” “Away from?” “You know, life and stuff.” Sandra is not comfortable answering the question. Curious but not wanting to press the matter I simply wrap my arms around her waist while she’s standing at the stove. Gently kissing her neck I say, “I know.” I stand there for a bit, rubbing her tummy and landing small kisses, when I’m interrupted by her, ”If you keep doing that, I’m going to ruin dinner.” “Hint taken.” Not wanting to be useless I start setting the table. While I sort out the cutlery an image flashes before my eyes. The one from only a few hours ago, where a woman in need is bend over this very same table, receiving a working over by yours truly. A small shift in my pants tells me, that I’m not done for the night. My lingering doesn’t go unnoticed and from the kitchen I hear, “What are you thinking of?” “Some needy woman bend over this table.” “Don’t you just hate needy women?” “Not this one.” “Well she enjoyed very much, having her needs met.” “Glad to be of help. Very glad in fact.” During dinner we chat about our friends. I tell her about Jerry and she about her friend Jamila, who’s cabin we’re in. Jamila was her maid of honor, before that a college friend. They met and became friends over the of hatred toward the same ex-boyfriend. Jamila has already divorced her second husband and was the one who got ...
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