1. Horny wife of my co-worker Part 1


    Date: 3/1/2017, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: krazyfork, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    feeling a bit grumpy. I didn’t want to ruin the night and promised myself I would try my best to have fun, even though I was looking forward to going home to bed. Jordan answered the door with a smile and she looked very nice. She apologized and said she wasn’t quite ready. She was wearing a nice dress that wasn’t too formal but still elegant. I noticed for the first time that she had really cute feet. I could tell that she had recently done her nails and she had very cute toes. She looked very pretty and I told her so, but it was a genuine compliment without much after thought. She offered me a beer while I waited and she finished whatever she had to do, powder her nose, find shoes, I don’t know. I hadn’t been in their apartment before, but it was nice, modest but clean. We left after a few minutes and headed to the dinner. She was chatty but not over bearing on the ride to the party and we had good conversation. For a second I thought, “I wonder if she knows that Steve told me that she likes dirty talk during sex or that she shaved her pussy except for a patch of hair,” but those were sly, fleeting thoughts and nothing more. At the party, I introduced her to all of Steve’s co-workers. I gave her the low down on who was cool and who was an asshole. We laughed and shared secrets about people in the office. She was a lot of fun, and was very interesting and social. She had a few cocktails and I could tell by the end of the night that she was tipsy. She didn’t act d***k, but ...
    it was evident she was feeling the booze. On the ride back to her apartment she was a little less chatty, but she seemed very flirty. I didn’t think anything about it and thought she was just being fun and a little relaxed. I pull in front of her apartment and she says “well, I hope I wasn’t a terribly boring date for you.” I laughed and ensured her I had a good time and she was a lot of fun. She asks me if I want to come in for a beer, since I hadn’t had any at the party. I told her no, I better get home, I was tired. She is looking at me and playing with her hair, she asks, “will you walk me to the door?” I felt like a bit of an idiot, of course I would, I opened her door like a gentleman and walked her to her door. Once there she asks again with a pout, “are you sure you don’t want to come in for one drink?” Suddenly it hit me and my ego said to myself “She wants you dumbass!” At this point, instinct started to take over. “Ok, as long as you are having one too.” She smiled and suddenly gave me a big hug, pressing her boobs into me, before opening the door. “You are such a nice guy, thanks again for putting up with me.” Now I wasn’t so sure, maybe she was just being courteous and friendly. Lord knows I have misread signals many times before. One drink wouldn’t kill me, I was curious how things were going to play out and I was going to have fun with it no matter what. Once we got inside, she threw her keys down and let out a deep breath/small sigh type thing. She looks at me ...
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