Jess didn’t seem like herself the last couple of days. Normally she didn’t get home before me, but for most of the week, she was. Michelle could be home at any time depending on her schedule. Jess just seemed out of sync this week.
I came home a little early on Thursday and walked through the kitchen. Jess was sitting at the dining room table staring at a picture on the wall. I stood there quietly for a moment seeing if she’d notice me. She was just staring at that old picture.
I walked into the dining room as she finally spoke. “Do you remember that week?” referring to that picture of her, her ex, with Michelle and myself. The week we spent at the Grand Canyon.
It was taken a month after I first met Jess and her soon to be ex-husband Roland. They hadn’t married yet, and Michelle was just a junior in college. I was working as a carpenter’s apprentice. Jess and Michelle had pestered us to take them camping and hiking for spring break.
“I remember,” as I walked back to the fridge to grab a cold beer. “You and Michelle kept teasing me and Roland with your short shorts and loose tops,” I made my point of view jokingly as I sat down at the table as I took Jess’ hand. Trying to give her some comfort.
“He was such a prick on that trip.” she snapped back. “I did everything I could to make him want me. My outfits, my hair, everything.” She planted her face in her hands and wept.
I felt as low as she did. My heart was heavy as she sobbed.
Jess looked up, took a deep breath. “I so wanted what you two have, you just can’t keep your hands off her. Can you?”
She’s right, to this day I can’t resist touching Michelle. I’ve made it a point to show Michelle how I felt about her since the day I first met her in high school.
I drove out here to the southwest from the midwest in a beat-up old Ford cargo van after graduating high school just to be close to her. I lived in that van while she went to school, and I would take odd jobs just scraping by so she would see how bad I needed her.
It was that and that camping trip that I think made Michelle realize how much she meant to me. How I would cater to all of her needs, no matter the cost.
Jess calmed down a little, took a sip of her drink, and looked around. “Michelle called. Said she might be a little late tonight.” Then, getting up from her chair, she made her way to the kitchen. “I can make dinner tonight if you’d like?”
Normally I get stuck doing the cooking and half the cleaning so her offer was like music to my ear. “What does Chef Jess have in mind?” I asked
Jess just looked at me for a second. Her facial expression looked like she was shocked for me to think she couldn’t cook. She cocked her head to the side as a strand of her red curly hair fell to her bare shoulder.
“I’ll have you know I can make a pretty good chicken and vegetable,” she pronounced waving a frying pan at me.
I won’t stop her from showing me her culinary skills tonight. “The kitchen is yours, Jess,” as I got up and made my way to the bathroom to clean up.
I could smell the aroma of garlic, and cilantro in the air as I walked back out a short while later. Jess had her hair pulled up on top of her head. Her breasts swayed nicely under her top as she cut the vegetables. I stared at her for a little while before making my way back to the table to roll my evening joint.
“Not until dinner is done,” she told me waving the knife in her hand at me, from the other side of the counter “You’d best wait until after dinner,” as she went back to prepping the food.
Jess was wearing this white sundress with an orange pattern on it that went up to the top of her breasts and the hem hung just below her firm butt halfway down her thighs.
I made my way around the counter and looked at Jess. Her legs stretched upwards slipping under her sundress. She was wearing these white strapped sandals with a slightly lifted heel. That accentuated her slender calves. And her legs, the ones I had called skinny before. They’re still skinny but in a good way. Jess is a tall petite sexy woman.
The kitchen had plenty of space but Jess was working right in front of the cupboard I needed to get to. I walked up behind her put my hands on her shoulders and whispered in her ear “I need to get into that cupboard baby,” as I went to reach past her, she reached down and rubbed her hand on my crotch and gave me a little squeeze.
She turned her head, leaned back, and kissed my cheek. “I need into that cupboard,” rubbing me a little harder now.
I turned the stove burner down to low. As Jess smiled back at me as she pulled the back of her dress up showing me that sweet tight ass and her lack of panties. I grabbed the top of her dress and tugged it down exposing her firm C cup breasts. I cupped both her breasts in my hands and pinched her nipples with my thumb and forefinger.
She used her free hand to push my shorts down and rubbed my cock. She arched her ass towards me and rubbed the head of my now hardening cock, between her butt cheeks and pointed it in between her thighs.
I moved my hips back and then forward as I slipped easily into her. Jess was already fairly wet and I could feel her hand grab at my balls as she took them into her hand and gave them a slight tug. I shoved into her with a little force trapping her forearm between us.
She let out a gasp and released me as I drew back and drove back into her. Her hand then found its way to my neck as she grabbed my ponytail. Turning her head as we kissed and tongue wrestled each other.
I wear my hair long and pulled back. Been like that since my freshman year at high school. Long hair, jeans, leather jacket. But more on that later.
Jess started to move with me as we found our rhythm with each other. Our bodies started to mesh together, she backed away from the counter and leaned forward further. I kept up a slow pace slowly sliding in and out of her.
Jess put her head down in her crossed arms on the counter and let out small gasps and moans. “Fuck me, baby,” and took a deep breath in and exhaled a loud moan as I picked up my pace.
I grabbed Jess by her hips and quickened up my pace. Her panting and moans drowned out the sizzling noise of the chicken cooking. But we both heard the slamming of keys on the counter followed by a stern, loud “AHEM.”
Michelle stood there with her arms crossed leaning most of her body over her right leg and tapping her left foot then rocking it back on the high heel of her shoe. She was wearing a white top covered by her grey suit coat and matching skirt hemmed just above her knees. Black nylons and those sexy black high heel shoes I love so damn much.
I pushed into Jess and held on to her, not letting her move. Both of us looked over at Michelle with our eyes fixed on her. Jess made a quick attempt to push me back again, but I held firm.
Michelle walked towards us slowly, glanced over at the chicken on the stove, and looked at Jess. “If you’re using him to time that you’ll burn it,” pointing at the stove. She then stuck her finger in my face. “You! Mister! Upstairs!” Then pointing at Jess, “You! Get that before it burns.”
I backed off Jess and let her go, with my now semi-hard cock dropped down. Pulling my shorts up I made my way past Michelle, being careful not to get too close to her.
I made my way to our bedroom and closed the door behind me. Took a deep breath and collected my thoughts. I was just about to walk into the master bath when Michelle came up from behind me and grabbed my arm and turned me around.
She pointed at my crotch and told me to pull it out. I looked at her a little confused. As she grabbed the waistband of my shorts. “Drop your shorts and pull it out!” She was pulling at my waistband and reaching for me.
I checked her over real quick to make sure she didn’t have a knife or something in her hands. Knowing her temper, I wasn’t going to take any chances. As she grabbed my shorts pulled them down to my knees.
She knelt down in front of me and moaned while taking me in her hands. “Your cock is going to taste like Jess’ pussy,” and put my half swollen cock in her mouth. Michelle swallowed me about halfway, pulling it out of her mouth to lick my balls and then back down on me again.
She hadn’t sucked me off like this in a while, at least this hot of a blowjob. Stroking me while she licked all around my crotch and my balls. She got back up and walked over to our bed pulling her skirt up and pushing her panties down to her ankles and kicking them off.
She climbed up on the bed, getting on all fours. And pointed to her pussy. “Did you eat her pussy? Now I want mine licked real good,” she said as she bent over. Stretching her arms out on the bed.
I knelt behind her and kissed at her pussy lips. She spread her knees apart a little further, I worked my tongue around her folds and then between them. Savoring every part of her from stem to stern. Making sure I played with her clit. She showed me how she liked it on our third date all those years ago and I’ve never forgotten.
She moaned and stretched her arms out further on the bed. Then wiggled her ass at me. “You haven’t paid any attention to my ass in a while,” she needn’t tell me twice. I used my fingers to massage her clit and licked her sphincter with my tongue. I took my thumb and index finger and gave her clit a little tug. She gave out a little gasp and shoved back hard into my face with her ass.
I was in a mild state of euphoria behind my wife making her moan and grind on me. When I caught something move in the corner of my eye, looked over and saw Jess leaning in the doorway. She had one hand rubbing her pussy and another pinching her pink erect nipple. I could see the glistening of her juice shine on her smooth shaved mound.
I motioned to her to lay in front of Michelle. She shook her head no and continued to rub her pussy harder. She might have been fine until she let out a little bit of a moan that caught Michelle’s ear. Michelle arose from her buns up kneeling position on the bed and looked at Jess. Curled her index finger at her, and had her lay in front of her spread eagle.
I wasn’t going to stop what I was doing until Michelle told me differently. But it wasn’t long before I could hear Jess moaning louder as the bed started to bounce a little harder. I looked over Michelle’s back to see her licking at Jess’ pussy and suck in her clit like she likes done to hers.
Jess was gasping harder, her feet shot up in the air and she started to shake as she held tight on to Michelle’s head. I rubbed my cock up and down Michelle’s slit and took aim at her opening.
Michelle wasn’t letting me play around any she, backed right up until I was in her and her ass was pressed hard against my pelvis. Jess kissed Michelle as they tongue jousted and then Jess slid under Michelle taking aim at her clit.
With a little teamwork from Jess and myself, we soon had Michelle screaming and climaxing in a matter of minutes. Michelle pressed back on me one hard time as Jess licked at her clit. Michelle’s head whipped back she arched her back and moaned out loud.
I pulled back and felt Jess kiss the head of my cock. She opened her mouth and I slid into Jess’ waiting mouth. Then I went back into Michelle as she let out another loud howl.
I stayed in Michelle and started a harder pumping action. I could feel Jess’ nose on my sack as I kept up the pace on Michelle. Holding Michelle’s hips not letting her take control. It was now my turn, I drove into her hard for as long as I could. The sensation of Michelle’s tight pussy and Jess’ tongue licking at me from below was more than I could handle for too much longer.
Michelle was letting out howls and moans of pleasure I could tell it wouldn’t be long before both of us were there. Michelle turned and told me she was going to cum again. “Cum with me, Baby!”
I grabbed Michelle’s hips tightly and thrust hard as she cried out. “I’m cummminnggg!” I held on to her and with a couple of hard pumps let go with a furious load inside her. A load that made my leg muscles tighten up a little. Made me forget that Jess was still down there as both Michelle and I collapsed on top of her.
“Guys! Guys!” Jess started panting as I climbed off the back of Michelle. Unloading a flood of cum all over her face, I pulled out of Michelle. Jess just laughed as I looked done and saw her glazed face.
Michelle rolled over and covered her mouth laughing. “Oh, my gawd, Jess! You look like you dumped yogurt all over yourself,” her laughing lighten the mood.
Jess spit out a little chuckling herself, then swiped some up with her finger and sucked it clean. Michelle joined her in the tasting wiping some of my cum off of Jess.
Michelle licked her fingers “Whoa baby! That’s a lot of cum!” licking her lips. Then she leaned in and kissed Jess. Licking a little more cum from the side of her cheek and by her ear.
Michelle then settled back sitting on her legs still half-dressed. Waved her finger at both Jess and I. “Just so the both of you know. You’re not out of hot water yet.” She looked at her wrinkled top and coat. Noticed some cum on the inside of her skirt.
Michelle fumbled around a little looking at her clothes, inspecting the bedding for any other trails of misplaced “man batter” as she referred to it. She licked her fingertip and looked at Jess, “I sure hope that chicken isn’t dry.”
Jess laughed. “I’ve got it all under control out there hun,” waving her hand and headed out to the hallway.
I heard the bathroom door closed as I leaned into the bed to give Michelle a kiss. She blocked me with her finger to my lips pursed her lips and took a deep breath. “If I ever catch you and Jess going at it like that again before dinner is done I’ll ruin both of your lives,” while straightening out her coat and laying down on the bed.
“Now, I need to clean up, sweetie,” she said in a calm collect voice. She looked up at me with those pouty brown eyes, lips still slightly pursed. “Would you make me a whiskey sour, sweetie?”
I acknowledged her and put my shorts back on and headed down to the kitchen.
As I made her drink Jess walked out. “Is she mad?” she asked while toweling her hair.
I dropped some ice in the shaker and popped the top on it and started shaking Michelle’s drink. “I don’t know,” then pouring the mix into a glass.
But we best have dinner done next time.
