I dragged lucy to the kitchen, away from Jennifer, who had gotten into one of her moods. Lucy smiled apologetically to me, and I smiled back. When Jennifer is in one of her moods, it was best to stay away. So me and lucy just chatted as Jennifer was on her hands and knees in the other room. She told me how her parents were always so comforting when she messed up. She was playing with her hair cutely as she spoke, emphasizing how innocent she seemed to be.
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It was fascinating to watch her come out of her shell. I felt bad for her as we helped her move in, as she only had a few boxes of things to her name. I could tell she felt a bit ashamed of this fact, so I let her know she had free reign to use our stuff in the house. Jennifer didn't like that I told her that, but I knew that I had to be the one to help bring Lucy out of her shell. Jennifer would be happy if she stayed in her room whenever she was done working,
One day after work, I decided to visit a bar and have some lovely time for myself. I sat at the expensive bar, sipping a craft beer. Bar, where only the rich spend their time and have full of themselves. This was a weekly tradition for me and my wife, Jennifer.Every Friday, we made it a point to go to the bar after work, get some drinks, and just relax but since she's still recovering, i was alone in the bar.I liked to unwind, vent about all my troubles of the week, and leave those worries behind them. I like the bar. Everything inside was made out of nice, warm wood, and they had a great alcohol selection, making it a very inviting locale for young couples. It wasn't, like, a 'bar' bar, you know? It wasn't overly loud.There were no darts or pool tables or anything like that. It was a more modern and cooler locale, and it attracted a young, hip clientele. I very was busy, sipping my beer, eye
Her cute outfit matched up to my first impression of her. On her legs were tall, knee-length leather boots. Above those, adorning her legs, were brown mesh stockings, leading up to a slim, black leather skirt, clinging to her thighs. Up top, there was some color to be found to contrast against the darkness of the rest of her outfit.A slim top, made out of some sort of smooth material, colored white, purple and black, in a slightly floral pattern. The top was short-sleeved, allowing her lithe, tan arms to be left exposed. But what really caught my attention was her chest. This woman, despite having some meat on her bones, had a relatively fit figure, all things considered, which made the fact that she had absolutely massive boobs all the more noticeable. Enormous and round and full, they looked like tanned, overinflated balloons, stuffed into her top, bursting to get out.The top had laces from the neck down to the middle of her
Can you just listen to yourself? Can you repeat yourself and listen attentively to your shit? You are dam old enough to be my mother who would be advising me not to cheat or hurt my wife. Telling me the things to do to keep my marriage working.Well, I'm not surprised. You are a bad egg and that's probably why you are not married. No sensible man will get married to a lady like you. I wonder how you spend your college days. I have no other thing to tell you than to let you know that I love my girlfriend! I'm not gonna cheat... period!" I stated, as plainly as possible, trying to dissuade this aggressive older lady. She seemed mildly confused by this, as if this didn't make sense to her."Oh! If you're worried about me not knowing what guys like you want... trust me. I know things, forget about all this gospel talk. You are just pretending" She began."I'm VERY experienced, if you know what I mean," she added, but I s
"It's because you like me..." she purred."You like my body..." she added, jutting out her chest, her expansive tanned cleavage impossible not to glance at again. I found myself looking before I realized what I was doing. The full, firm flesh of her enormous, overripe old-lady melons was pouring through the laces of her top, bursting to escape. .For the first time, I noticed a black tattoo on her breast, slightly faded and obscured, so I couldn't figure out what it was."I don't know you, lady," I said again, sliding my eyes away from her jutting chest smoothly, looking away for a moment before meeting her gaze."And I don't want to know you. Even if I was... that... type of guy, which I'm not... you would not be my first choice. You're not exactly my type..." I said, hoping a little rudeness might shoo her away."And again, for the tenth time now, I'm ha
I was a bit baffled a HeIonetheless did the same, turning away from her to face the bar, returning to my beer. What was going on here? Who was this lady? How could someone like her actually be that bold? It was crazy! I was still not fully convinced this wasn't a joke, but it seemed all real. I had never experienced something like this, with a woman aiming so far out of her league by pursuing me so aggressively.Not to talk myself up as this ultimate of manhood, I didn't mean it like that. But I could fully admit am a good-looking man, and judging by the attention I got from women, this admission didn't seem unfair. A lot of beautiful young women seemed to want a piece of me for sexual satisfaction, so having an older woman like her pursue me and think she could succeed where all those other girls failed was shocking, to say the least. But I felt I had handled it about as well as possible, all things considered.And now th
"You've been on your phone all night, babe," She said."Anyone that looked could see your password. And now... I have your phone number," she boasted with a huge grin.I perplexed. Was this really happening? The shock was obvious on my face, and she just had to speak up."What's wrong? Have you seriously never been sexted by an older woman?" I remained silent, and judging by my shock, she had her answer."Really? I'm surprised. A stud like you... I figured you'd have gaggles of old sluts throwing themselves at you. Well... I'm happy I'm gonna be the one to pop that cherry." Still completely gobsmacked, I glanced at the image on the phone again before deleting and blocking her number without second thought.This woman... how could she still so shamelessly pursue me like this after I turned her down? "What's wrong?" She asked."Hon, you've
I had to admit, Lucy had started to grow on me. She had improved immensely as a worker, so I didn't have to stand over her shoulder as much. Even her girly, naïve charm had started to grow on me. And her infuriating perfect body didn't bother me as much as it used to. I began to trust her with all the chores and I even let her take my car out for errands.The only thing that occasionally set off alarm bells was her wardrobe. Occasionally, she would wear something that flattered her a little too well. It was never over the top or slutty, but every so often, she would wear a shirt that was a little too tight. A little too low cut.She would wear jeans that hung a little too low. She was admittedly a gorgeous girl, and typically, a woman wouldn't want a girl that beautiful around their house, and around their man.But, it was hard to view her as a threat. She was so shy and introverted and naïve that s
Is has been 19days now since I went through surgery. I was getting better every morning. It seems am actually going to live longer than predicted. I feel so happy. Happy that am going to spend more time with Mike, happy that am not dying anytime soon, happy that am not dying again. Happy that am finally going to live normal like others again. Immediately having kids came to my mind. Finally an going to live a normal life and have kids. All thanks to Mike, he offered his best just to make sure I survived. He makes me happy all time which made me to be positive and eager to fight to live. Now am ok. I feel myself and it seems am now strong, energize like never before. Even though I've gotten better, I still have a couple of drugs and to take for 6 months.The next morning I decided to prank Mike. My plan was dark but I made up my mind to do it. Since he had made it a habit of
I tried to penetrate and she stopped me. I didn't had sex with her that night. I was scared my family may broke down.I remembered the talk with J.B.C, I thought it was best to just stay out of our new neighbors way. Something about them seemed abnormal. But they had a way of keeping themselves at the forefront of your mind.They blared their loud, abrasive, rap music all day long. The engines on their cars were enough to wake up the entire neighborhood whenever they drove home in the middle of the night. And seeing the fear in J.B.C.'s eyes when he spoke about these two told me that they were trouble. Plus, a lot of shady looking people who were moving and strolling in and out of their apartment, the type of people I didn't want in our neighborhood. I hated to say it, but part of me feared for our own safety.Beyond all that, the way Stella, Bella and those girls looked at me made me more uncomfortable than I had ever b
I don't know what have came over to her. Its unlike her. She kept shouting, not giving me ear for any sort of explanation. I wished she could understand and know that I was not trying to cheat on her. That I was not planning to do anything dirty.She prepared and served her own meal without including mine as usual."You didn't put my own food." I asked her as I came inside the dining table. She was eating and murmuring to herself. She looked up at me, stared me for some moments and went back to her food."What's the meaning of this? How can you prepare meal for yourself because of a small misunderstanding we are having." I said, still standing up."I don't need any disturbance this evening. If you arw hungry, you know where to go and eat. I'm sure they will be very happy to host you tonight." She said drift back to her food. It's obvious she's nagging which was unlike her."You a
I knew Mike as a good man but I started having a second thought on the whole issue. Why the he'll will be be standing comfortably in the middle of those hungry strippers. He knows who they are and what they want and he stood there, for what?"Babe, it's not what you are thinking." He said as he entered the bedroom."So you know what I'm thinking. I've been watching you this days. I saw how you were standing in the middle of those bastards, standing as if you are waiting for them to devour you. If not, you won't hesitate to come out of the room. Anyway, why am I even bothering myself. I know you will be doing the way you like in the office since I'm not with you." I said."What are you saying again. Can you stop this already! You are getting on my nerve" He shouted at me."Yes! I knew it. You are now yelling at me? Yeah, my mind was telling me you had changed. You have change and I know who is respons
"But I... my wife." I started, looking back at the bathroom door to check if she's done."It will only take a minute. Don't worry about her." she said from over her shoulder with a devious smile. I looked back at J.B.C and he shrugged. As she led me into the next room, I couldn't help but glance at her bouncing ass. She was wearing tight denim shorts, which molded around her jutting ass, showcasing it. And as usual, it seemed she was rocking another whale-tail. This one was white, which contrasted with her brown skin well. Her ass swayed and rolled as she walked, and I had to force myself to look away from the hypnotizing rhythm of her confident stride.She led me into the next room and I found myself surrounded by a gaggle of ghetto girls. Not all of them were black, though. Some were white girls who had adopted the look of black girls, and they sort of, for lack of a better term, acted black. I was surrounded by about six or seven girls, i
I nodded and she entered the restroom. I stood outside and noticed a hulking black guy leaning against the wall near me, pressing his phone, with his right foot lapped on the wall. I looked at him and nodded, and he did the same in return. I leaned on the wall next to him. Standing there would be boring so I decided to start up a conversation with him."How do you know the girls?" I asked him."Uh, I know them from the old days, before they became all rich." the guy said."Any dark secrets I should know about?" I asked with a smile, half joking and half serious. He looked into the next room, where Stella and Bella were, surrounded by a group of their black busty girl friends and then, turn to me."You have no idea." he said with a laugh. I laughed and sipped the wine."I'm Mike." I said, holding out my hand in a gesture of friendship."J. B. C." he replied."I
She was kissing me as if she had been deprived from it for a long time. I took my time, exploring her body as we kept kissing. I think it's one of the best passionate kiss I had received thoughout my life time.She will kiss and suck up my lower lip. I was lying down while she was on top of me, not at the center actually but at my right hand side. After a while we started French kissing. She's a master is that category. She will hold both of my cheek and suck in my mouth, making my tongue to wrestle with hers. She kept making squil sounds.She raised herself up and removed her shirt in one move, exposing her chest to me, and lean down again to continue the kiss.I moved my left hand to her breast, pressing it as she kept kissing me. She moved her right hand from my cheek to my heavy chest and twist my nipple with her finger. I could say I was enjoying the moment with her, not minding i was cheating on my campus gir
She asked me to allow her stay in my room for a while."I came back and the room was ocked. Please don't be angry, can I stay in your Room?" She asked and allowed her in. She was wearing a short black skirt that matches her black skin which barely covered her knee and a slim fit T-shirt.I was watching a movie with my friend's laptop. I borrowed it from a friend, promising to return it the next day. My room mate was out of town, so I was alone.I didn't invite her to come and watch the movie. Not that I don't want her but I don't want to be the one to ask her. I was waiting for her to ask.She was sitting on the chair at my front while I was sitting on the bed, lying my back on the wall while the laptop was on my lap.As I was watching the movie, I was feeling she was stealing some glances at me with my peripheral vision. During my university days, there was no doubt that I was h
"Bella POV"...I smiled to myself, swirling the office chair from left to right at intervals as he left the office. I know he was pretending to be cool with with the way I was treating him.I'm sure he may had thought I will be treating and working along with him smoothly as a good friend to his wife. He didn't see this coming.My plans is actually working because I'm sure he will tell jennifer who will change her mindset about me and thought I would not have eye on her husband, not knowing that I'm clearing way to take her husband, fully for myself on our next business trip to Russia.Her mind would be calm during the trip not knowing that I was enjoying with her handsome, muscular and well endowed hubby.The thought of Mike resisting my seduction was not even flashing to my mind because I'm sure he can't resist when I trike, no body has ever and he will never.*Jennifer POV*..It w
"Where is the work? Are you done with it?" I asked her."Yes sir." She replied and showed me the work."Send it to my system let me review it." i said and walked back to my seat. Moment later, she sent it and I opened it. I went through it and I could say she did a good job as an amateur. The thought of editing it came to my mind but I ignored it, thinking that Bella will accept it since she's a novice in the department. Apart from that, I had a lot to do before the end of the day.I sent it to her through email and moments later, my telephone began to ring. I picked up and it was her."I want to see you in my office right now." She said and cut the call. I wondered why she was calling me because she wasn't sounding well, she was sounding annoyed and upset.I paused what I was doing and got up. I got to her office and went in."I told you to do so