Standing there in my yard, looking up at his office light, a sense of dread began to fill me.
Oh no, I thought to myself. Was he watching out the window? Did he see me kiss Adam? Nonsense, I told myself. He probably just forgot it was on.
I made my way past the pool and let myself in the door to our attached garage. As soon as I was in the interior door I heard my husky’s nails excitedly click across the linoleum floor as she ran to greet me.
“Hiya Buffy! Who’s a good girl? Are you happy to see Mommy? Yes you are. Yes you are!” I said in hushed tones as I ruffled her fur.
“No call from James when Buffy clobbered through the house, he must be asleep,” I mused to myself.
I made my way up the stairs and down the hall to his office door. It was open enough that I could poke my head in without moving it. There he was, fast asleep in his chair, head tilted back, lightly snoring. He looked so cute, I couldn’t bear to disturb him. It was moments like these that my guilt really ate at me. He was a good man and I did love him dearly. I pushed these thoughts from my mind and flipped off the light.
Suddenly he stirred. “Marie? Honey, is that you?” he asked turning the chair to completely face me.
“Yeah, hon, it’s me. Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” I replied as I entered the room and approached him.
“Oh don’t worry about it. I was actually trying to wait up for you. You were so god damn sexy when you left, I knew I had to fuck you in that dress tonight.”
“Why thank you. You know you’re pretty sexy yourself.”
“What do you say we get back to that baby making?” he growled and pulled me onto his lap.
I could feel his meaty dick beneath the thin layer of his boxers. The sensation relit my arousal. I wrapped my hands around his shoulders and leaned in to the point we were almost kissing.
“Oh yes please,” I replied and ground against his groin.
His hand, the second hand of the night, found its way under my dress and to my plump pussy.
He raised an eyebrow and said, “No panties? Looks like you were waiting for this tonight.” He slid a finger in me. “And oh so wet already!”
“Yes, definitely. I’ve been thinking about you and hopping on your large dick all night,” I fibbed.
I leaned back so he could free it from the confines of his boxers. As soon as it was free, I slid right onto it. The way he filled me felt amazing. I started to rock my hips back and forth while I kissed him. I started going faster and faster. I knew him well enough to know he wouldn’t last long. At least not this time seeing as it had been almost two months for us. Thankfully, I knew an orgasm wasn’t far off for me either. I started riding him hard, slamming my body up and down on him. His body tensed beneath me and inside me I felt him pulsate as his warm cum filled my insides. That pushed me over the edge. I slowed my body movements to almost nothing, but started rhythmically clenching my vaginal muscles on his softening member as I let my orgasm wash over me.
After a minute or so I stood up. “I’m going to go hop in the shower,” I told him.
I ran downstairs to grab my phone from where I left it on the table. There was a missed call from Leslie, but no voicemail or text. That’s odd, why would she have called so late?
