I sit in the chair waiting for you to come home from work. The room is warm, lit by the glow from the log fire, I sit half asleep, wearing the white lace undies you like so much, under a red silk gown. I am eager for you to return... then I hear your key in the door. I stir, smiling to myself. You enter the room looking tired after a hard day at work. You smile at me as I hold my arms out to you.

It was very erotic seeing my thumb and forefinger pull my nipple taunt, and seeing my nipple and breast become cone shaped. My fingers detoured here and there on their journey downward. Thank goodness for the water, so I had no idea of how wet I truly was. But I was sure that I was wet! My fingers grazed the first trimmed hairs just above my pussy and I closed my eyes and a small groan escaped my lips. I relaxed and sighed. I was anticipating the moment. My fingers slinked further down, sliding over the short soft hairs, until they reached the tip of the opening. I gasped, as I knew my clit was now oh so close. My mind wanted me to continue this exploration, but the

I looked up. Jeff was standing just inside the gate staring at the two of us. Though he could not have possibly seen what it was I.we, were doing. The look on his wifes face certainly gave everything away. It was a moment of indecision, of potential disaster if this wasnt handled perfectly. I could try and shew him away, one option. Or..

I had recently divorced and decided it was time to move from the apartment I had been sharing with a friend to a new house. I asked many of my new acquaintances, and I was given the name of Jean, who was highly recommended. I called Jean. Immediately, I was struck with her professionalism and her pleasant, soothing voice. I made an appointment for the next day. I dressed casually, jeans and an untucked button down.

She stopped and stood with her back to the wall, her legs slightly parted, her pelvis jutting towards me. "Right here.. right now..I want it...bad," she was moaning softly, her hips making small erotic gyrations, her hands stroking her perfect little breasts. I dropped to my knees, my hands sliding her dress up over those delicious thighs brushing the tops of her silk stockings. I had been right about the panties. Inches from my face were the delicate folds of her labia framed by the straps of a black satin suspender belt. I buried my face in her pubic hair..breathing in the intoxicating scent of her womanhood. My tongue snaked out, feeling its way between her pussy

It was late and shed been drinking. Shed parted ways with her friends about an hour before and had decided on an adventurous plan of action. She stood in front of the door to his apartment, which he had recently informed her was always unlocked. Why tell her unless he wanted her to drop by, in the middle of the night, unexpected? At least this was her reasoning.

He grabbed her from behind pulling her body to his. She gasped in surprise as his hand wandered up her shirt and around her firm stomach. His lips attacked her neck as she leaned back into him moaning. Her lips searching for his as she turned around in his arms and embraced him. She threaded one hand through his hair, pulling him even closer. They kissed passionately, as his hand snaked down to her ass and squeezed.

I moved my head took her nipple into my mouth slowly releasing them began to kiss down her stomach, briefly kissing and licking at her belly button. As I kissed closer to her bush, I could smell the intoxicating scent of her arousal. I kissed over her pubic hair, lower and lower until I reached the slit. Mrs Aiyer slid her feet up the bed on either side of me, completely giving herself to me. I kissed just beside her pussy, teasing her kissed her everywhere, except where she wanted me.

After ten minutes of this she sighed and turned over, putting her hands above her head and exposing her breasts to my view. I leaned down and began to lick her nipples. She hissed and lifted her torso off the bed to meet my tongue. I sucked softly on her nipples, then leaned into her ear to whisper what I was going to do next. She pushed my head down and I made my way up over the hills of her breasts, across the tender skin of her belly to settle in between her thighs. They were warm and soft and as she spread her legs, her pussy opened up in all its glory.

Breathing... in... out... slowly... steadily... in... out... The first stripe landed with precise placement, straight across the middle of her upturned ass. It burned hot and red. "Count!" He boomed at her. "One, Sir", she meekly said. Another Stripe.. "Two, Sir." Another... "Three, Sir," her voice shaking. Then it stopped. Was he finished? Her ass was burning.. three stripes very vividly felt, so straight, so distinct.. so perfectly placed.