1. Sandie's First Swing - Part 3


    Date: 11/12/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: JennyGently, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

    and I were now lying in their marital bed. How could my husband have done this to me? After all he and I had said to each other; promised to each other and been through, how could my husband have maintained his affair with Lisa for so long? For a moment, all the pain of his deceit washed over me again, followed by vivid memories of the heartache and guilt of the abortion. My hands flew unconsciously to my lower belly and I felt large, slow tears running from the corner of my closed eyes, across my cheeks and dropping onto the pillow. “Are you okay, Sandie!” Paul’s voice alongside me was soft and earnest. I turned to look into his anxious eyes and tried to blink away the tears. “It’s… it’s nothing, really.” I mumbled. “No regrets, I hope,” he whispered. “Not about last night. Not about us,” I said truthfully. He rolled onto his back and reached out for my hand under the duvet. Finding it, he interlocked our fingers, squeezed gently and for a while we both stared at the band of sun moving across the ceiling. “I’ve been dreaming of last night ever since…” Paul began then stopped. “Really?” “Couldn’t you tell?” he asked, “I don’t get as passionate as that with just anyone!” “Don’t tease me,” I said, my face red with embarrassment, “but thank you for being so… patient with me.” There was another pause. “It was worth the effort. And the wait!” His voice was alive with mischief as he rolled onto his side and looked me straight in the eye. I felt his fingers on my tummy, stroking my ...
    tingling flesh gently from the underside of my boobs to the tangled triangle between my upper thighs. Once again I felt the unmistakeable signs of my battered body beginning to respond despite its tiredness. “I’m pleased you thought so!” I smiled, letting my legs relax and part slightly as his lips found my cheek, then my ear, then my own lips. Then he raised himself onto his right elbow and, as his tongue worked its way into my open mouth, I felt his fingers gently working their way through the messy, semen-matted tangle of my pubic hair and into the top of my slit where he began to part my lips in search of the swollen clitoris that lurked within. “Ouch!” I winced, giggling. “Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, I… “No, I’m sorry,” I smiled into his worried face, “I’m a bit sore and a bit… sticky…” “Oh… Um… sorry…,” he snatched his hand away from my vulva but I grabbed his wrist. “I didn’t say no,” I whispered, “but we’ll have to be very quiet.” He grinned and the bed creaked slightly as he lifted his body over mine. This time I opened my thighs without hesitation to make room for his strong, athletic legs. His cock was already hard and a thrill of anticipation passed through me when I felt its mass fall on my lower belly as he placed his strong arms either side of my shoulders and his beautiful, fit body loomed over me, blocking out the increasing sunlight. “Don’t let me hurt you,” he hissed softly. I just smiled and reached down to find the shaft I wanted so badly. Something warm ...