1. Truth is Better than Fiction - Part II


    Date: 10/25/2017, Categories: First Time, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    A couple of weeks went by after having met up with Riley,the sister of my wife’s best friend in an unsuspecting adventure with another friend. I knew that sooner or later, Riley would come calling, solo. I was out mowing the yard when I felt the buzz of my cell phone in my back pocket. I glanced at it and it was Riley. I stepped under a shade tree and returned the call. “When you finish mowing,” Riley remarked, with not even so much as a greeting, “Do you want to come by and shower?” Beth, my wife, was gone shopping for the day with friends, so I knew I had the time. Her invitation was one I couldn’t resist. “Sure,” I responded to the invite,” Let me finish the front yard.” “Don’t take too long,” Riley responded. I promised I wouldn’t. It quickly finished the front yard and shoved the mower into the garage. I tossed on a fresh shirt and headed over to Riley’s apartment. Riley peeked around the door as she opened it and I quickly stepped into her small apartment. As I turned to greet her, I realized she was butt-ass naked. She stood and smiled as lowered my head and scratched the back of my neck. Riley stepped close to me, pressing her breasts against me, slipping her hands up under my polo shirt and feeling my chest. She pulled my polo shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor. She took a step back and smiled. “Why don’t you get undressed and join me in the shower?” Riley inquired, biting down on her lower lip. She didn’t have to say anything else. Spending time alone ...
    with Riley was both exhilarating and fun. She had the type of model-like body any guy would crave. Riley and I spent about an hour pleasuring each other to the heights of ecstasy. It was easy to get excited being around Riley. She eluded a sex appeal that was undeniable. She seemed to enjoy the intimate time we spent together. I looked at Riley sprawled on her bed, her pink pussy still dripping with my cum, a smile on her face, as I got dressed and pulled up on the zipper of my blue jeans. I thanked Riley for the shower. “Any time, babe!” she replied. I slipped out of her bedroom and down the hallway. Suddenly, I saw a quick flash of a figure. Stunned, I stopped and waited to see who it was. A few second later, she emerged from her bedroom. When she saw me, she stopped and we both stared at each awkwardly for a good five or six seconds. Samantha was twenty one. I had seen her only in photos – the photos on the mantel over the fire place. Seeing her in person, was jaw dropping. She had her mother’s beautiful blue eyes and shapely body, only Samantha was thinner and not as top heavy. “I’m sorry,” Samantha remarked upon seeing me. “I’m Robert,” I replied, introducing myself. “I’m Samantha,” Riley’s daughter replied. It was though I was seeing a double of Riley. I think I stammered out something innocuous, like “How’s the weather?” or perhaps, “Cool day.” I don’t remember exactly what I said, but I do remember is that it was an awkward moment, stepping out of Riley’s bedroom, and ...
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