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Ashley's Revenge

By: TallMarriedMan



It started out as a pretty ordinary Friday night. My wife was off visiting her sister so I was getting ready to enjoy a nice quiet evening at home. I popped open an ice cold Miller Draft and turned on the big screen television to Comcast SportsNet to watch the game. I was debating whether to order some pizza or Chinese when the doorbell rang. I figured I was about to come face to face with someone selling something or worse yet, a Hare Krishna telling me that I needed to be saved. I was pleasantly surprised when I opened the door to see our neighbor Ashley standing on the front porch smiling.

Ashley had just turned eighteen and was often the subject of my glances any time she was lying out back tanning by their in-ground pool. She had an amazing body; she was 5'9" with slender long legs that just seemed to go on forever. Her long blonde hair framed her beautiful face and I was pretty sure that her bright blue eyes could melt any man that they gazed upon. To me, she looked like a cuter version of Taylor Swift and as such she was pretty much perfection. Now, here she was at my door, wearing a sexy little green and white striped sundress and heeled sandals that accentuated her amazing legs.

"Hello Ashley, is there something I can do for you?" I asked, as the little voice inside me said "Oh, there are so many things you could do for this girl!"

"Hey Mr. Jones, I just wanted to talk to you about something, may I come inside?" I opened the screen door and watched her walk into the foyer, her perfect young ass swaying with purpose as she walked to the kitchen and I followed her.

"So what is it that you want to talk about?" I asked as she popped her young body up onto the kitchen counter, her legs dangling in front of her.

"Your wife," was her reply.

I was pretty sure this had something to do with my wife putting her nose where it did not belong. A couple weeks ago my wife saw Ashley and a few of her friends out back by the pool having a few beers and smoking a joint and she took it upon herself to make sure that Ashley's parents heard all about it. 

"I'm sorry Ashley, I told her to mind her own business and to just stay out of it. But, as you can see, she doesn't always listen to me."

Ashley cracked a smile, "Yeah, so you heard about what happened then. I am SO pissed, I was supposed to be getting a new Mustang for my 18th birthday and thanks to little miss narc my parents have decided I'm not 'mature' enough for a new car yet."

"Ouch, that is horrible!"

"Yep, so now I guess I get to be the girl that needs her friends or her parents to drive her everywhere she needs to go senior year, I hate it!"

"Like I said, I tried to get her to just mind her own business and really wish she would have. We were all young once, doing the same types of things." I leaned on the counter across from Ashley, my eyes unable to keep from stealing glances of her body in that sexy little sundress as my mind tried to piece together what she was doing here on my kitchen counter complaining about my wife. Was she just blowing off steam, or was there more to it?

"Yeah, I know, it's not your fault," she said smiling. "You're a good guy; it's just too bad that you married a complete and utter bitch!" I could tell she felt awkward the minute that she said it and she immediately tried to backtrack saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."

"Oh, you meant it," I said, cutting her off, "and in this case you'd be correct. She stuck her nose where it didn't belong and you paid the price for it. I wish there was something I could do," I said, looking into her blue eyes.

"Really?" she said, her eyes sparkling even more than usual.

"Of course, but what can I do?"

Ashley thought about it for a moment and a grin came across her face. She bit her bottom lip for what seemed like an eternity before she spoke. "You could help me get back at her," she said in a matter-of-fact voice.

"Yeah, well I'm not sure what I could do, it's not like I can tell HER mom she was being a total bitch or anything!" I laughed and Ashley laughed too, nodding her head. 

"I was thinking of something a little different than that Mr. Jones," she said taking a deep breath. "I just think that her meddling made me pay a price so I thought maybe I could meddle in her life a bit, you know what I mean?"

"I'm not sure I do, Ash." I said, but that little voice in my head was getting ideas of its own. "Maybe you should just talk to her face to face and have it out with her, but she won't be back until tomorrow."

"Oh, I know, I heard her tell my mom that she was visiting her sister tonight. That's why I came to see you." Ashley slid off the counter and took a couple steps closer to me. "I have seen the way you look at me when I'm out back tanning Mr. Jones."

"I'm not sure what you mean," I said in a very non-convincing fashion as she closed the distance between us.

"It's ok, I have to admit I'm flattered that a man like you even notices me at all."

"Yeah right, you are a beautiful girl Ashley and you have to know that. Any guy in the world would be crazy not to notice you." I was overcompensating now and she knew it.

"So, you admit that you DO look at me," she smiled a sweet, innocent smile that said "gotcha." 

I stuttered trying to find the right words to say. "I'm not sure what this has to do with helping you, Ashley."

"It's pretty simple Mr. Jones," she said, now standing right in front of me. Her blue eyes were staring up into my eyes as she bit her bottom lip and choose her words carefully. "She took something from me, I want something of hers."

"What do you want, Ash?"

"I want you," she said with a little trepidation in her voice. She quickly rallied and added with an amazing amount of confidence "but, the first time has to be on her side of your bed."

There was no denying what this teenage beauty had just said, she wanted me to take her upstairs and fuck her on my wife's side of the bed. I'm pretty sure whatever look I had on my face at the time was somewhat amusing because even though the words were simple they were somehow just not computing in my mind.

"You've never thought about fucking me Mr. Jones?" she asked, her eyes sparkling as she realized she had gotten over the hard part of broaching the subject and was going to do whatever it took now to complete her mission.

"Ashley, you literally JUST turned eighteen, how could I have?" I muttered and started blushing.

"Ooh, you were imagining fucking me when I was still jailbait, weren't you Mr. Jones? That is SO naughty." I tried to answer, but couldn't, not sure what to say. "How old was I when you first thought about fucking me? Seventeen? Sixteen? Younger?"

I stood there speechless, and she didn't wait for an answer this time; she was already making her way out of the kitchen and up the staircase. "Don't make me wait too long," she yelled as she made her way down the hallway and into the master bedroom.

My head was spinning; sure, I had wanted to fuck this hot little piece of ass for more time than I'd care to admit but I was still a married man who had never crossed that line before. I did my best to avoid temptation and to keep myself out of situations I knew I wouldn't know how to properly navigate, like having an amazingly sexy eighteen year old girl waiting for me in my bedroom to launch some crazy plan to get back at my wife for being a bitch.

I walked up the stairs, telling myself with each step I took that I just needed to let her down easy and tell her that I could not do what she wanted me to do. But, my resolve disappeared when I hit the doorway to my bedroom. Ashley was lying across my bed, smiling up at me. Her arm was propping her head up and her blonde hair flowed down. "Come here," she said as she got on her knees on the bed, "I want you now."

I walked to her, unable to speak. She reached out and grabbed my belt, undoing it as she looked up at me with a very wicked grin on her very pretty face. My cock was now straining to be free of my jeans and boxer shorts. She unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and slid her hand inside, smiling wide as her hand found my eight inch throbbing cock waiting for her. "Fuck," she moaned, "this is going to be more fun than I thought."

"I don't know, Ashley, this is wrong," I spoke the words with no conviction at all in my voice and Ashley knew it.

"I know it's wrong Mr. Jones, that's why it's going to be so much fun!" she giggled.

With that she got on her knees on the floor in front of me and slipped my cock free of my boxers. She admired it for a moment, kissed it playfully and then slid the throbbing head into her waiting mouth. I felt her soft lips and her tongue starting to work me over and I knew at that point I had crossed any and every line and there was no going back.

I reached down, instinctively grabbing a handful of her soft blonde hair as she looked up at me, our eyes locked as she slid her lips slowly up and down the shaft of my rock hard cock. "Tell me the truth," she smiled, taking a breath, "when was the last time that that stupid bitch gave you a good blow-job?" 

"It's been years," I groaned, playfully pulling her hair back and guiding my cock back to her soft, sweet lips. She opened wide and rolled her tongue around the head before she once again made my cock disappear deep in her pretty, young mouth.

She moaned low as she guided my meat further back into her throat. Her long, slim fingers slid my jeans and boxers all the way to the floor. I stepped out of them as her perfectly manicured nails slid slowly back up my legs to my ass where she made a point to dig them into my flesh as she sucked harder on my rock hard cock.

Her hot, wet mouth and her soft tongue felt like heaven as she worked my cock like it had never been worked before. I smiled as a Springsteen lyric came flooding into my brain, "The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft, sweet, little girl's tongue." Damn Boss, you sure nailed that one.

I was surprised that my brain was functioning at all. There I was, in my bedroom, with the sexy high school girl from next door and she was working my cock over like a dirty little slut. Her hands were cupping my balls as she slowly worked her tongue around the tip of my cock. Her eyes staring into my soul as she flicked my cock playfully with her tongue like it was her favorite new toy. I wanted to explode right then and there, but I also wanted this to last as long as it possibly could.

Ashley slid my cock from her mouth and sweetly kissed the head, looking up at me as she rose from her knees. Her arms moved up around my neck and I leaned down to her and our lips met. My hands grabbed her hips and pulled her slim body to mine as we kissed. Every ounce of my body was on fire and Ashley was stoking the flames as her tongue darted into my mouth. Our tongues wrestled as we kissed, my hand slid slowly up and down her body exploring this new frontier.

I reached down and found the hem of her little sundress and lifted it slowly as we kissed. When it rose above her chest Ashley broke the kiss and let me take it off of her. My eyes took in her perfect body as I tossed the dress onto the dresser. Her breasts were perfection, firm 32Bs with puffy soft pink nipples and her pussy was shaved perfectly smooth and glistening with her juices.

"Such a naughty girl, going out without panties on," I chuckled as I removed my shirt and tossed it to the floor.

"If I'm such a naughty girl, what is the married man that is undressing me?"

"Fair point," I grinned.

"Have you ever fucked anyone but her on this bed?" she asked, smiling up at me.

"No, I never have."

She took my hand and took a couple steps backwards until we were both falling onto the big, king sized bed. Ashley's head landed on my wife's pillow as we kissed, her long slender legs wrapped around me. The passion of the kisses growing by the second as Ashley sucked and nibbled on my lower lip and dug her heels into my back.

I reached down, my hand finding its way between her thighs. My fingertips glided across her bare skin until they found her steaming hot pussy. She was already dripping wet and she moaned as I teased her clit with soft little circles.

I kissed her neck, intoxicated by her perfume that smelled like sweet, luscious fruit with a hint of vanilla. Her moans grew louder and her breaths became shorter as I continued to tease her clit with my fingertips.

"Fuck me," she groaned. "Oh, please, fuck me."

"With pleasure," I whispered in her ear.

I knelt in front of her and ran my hands down her legs. I held them by her ankles as I lifted them up over my shoulders. Her eyes sparkled as she watched me, my hands sliding back down her soft, warm skin to her waiting pussy.

"Is this the little pussy that needs to be fucked?" I asked as I let my fingertips softly circle her clit once more.

"Yes," she replied barely audibly.

I moved closer, guiding my hard cock to replace my fingertips. I teased her clit with the big throbbing head of my cock and she groaned louder.

"Fuck me, Mr. Jones," she said with more volume this time.

"I think you can call me Brian now."

She looked up at me, the wicked grin returned to her face as she moaned louder, "Fuck me Mr. Jones. Fuck your naughty little girl."

I watched her face as I slid my raging hard-on between her soft pink lips. They were soaked with her juices as I slid inside her slowly. Her eyes closed and her head pressed back into my wife's pillow as she took each and every inch.

"Why are you teasing me?" she whimpered.

"Because you love it," I said, my cock now buried inside her pussy. I could feel her muscles contracting, gripping my cock like a vise. I had my share of women in my day but never felt anything quite like this.

She moaned and bit her lower lip hard as I started fucking her. Slowly, but with deep strokes my cock took her. Still kneeling in front of her with her legs up over my shoulders, I watched her face and knew by her reaction that she was loving each and every minute of it.

My hands slid up her body as my cock continued its slow but steady rhythm. Her skin was so soft. Her chest was rising and falling with each of her deep breaths. My hands cupped her breasts and I let my fingertips surround her hard nipples. As my cock hit its deepest point inside of her, I squeezed her nipples between my fingertips and she screamed with ecstasy.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," she moaned. "Fuck me harder baby!"

I gave in and started fucking her tight little teen pussy harder and faster. My fingertips playing her nipples like a concert pianist plays Bach, bringing her to the edge and back again at my whim. 

My cock was splitting her in two, pounding her pussy with each deep thrust. I could feel my jizz welling up deep inside me, like rocket fuel getting ready to ignite for lift-off. 

I leaned forward and kissed her neck as her legs pulled me down to her. Her body was nearly convulsing with each short breath she took. The sexiest moans I'd ever heard in my life escaping her lips with each deep fuckstroke. My cock was ready to give this naughty school girl exactly what she desired.

"Cum inside me baby," she moaned. "I need it so bad."

I was just about there, knowing any little touch or sensation would send me over the edge. Living in a moment of ecstasy where every fiber of my being just felt alive.

Ashley wrapped her arms around me and I felt her nails running down my back as she whimpered, "Oh god yes! Give it to me! Give it to your naughty little girl."

I exploded like I had never exploded before. My cock filled her waiting pussy with wave after wave of my white hot cum. She screamed with delight as her pussy contracted hard around my cock, milking each and every ounce of my jizz into her dripping hole.

After what seemed like forever, I collapsed into her arms. Her legs wrapped around my ass with my cock still buried deeply inside of her with her pussy gripping me tightly.

"That was amazing," I whispered in her ear.

"You're amazing, wow, I've never cum like that in my life."

I smiled to myself as I softly kissed her neck, hoping that I'd passed the audition enough that this hot young thing would make it a habit of winding up in my bed.

Ashley's Revenge Ch. 02



Neither one of us spoke for what seemed like hours. There I was, laying in bed with Ashley, the sexy 18-year-old blonde high school girl from next door. She was dozing peacefully in my arms but I was fidgeting with my wedding ring and my mind was racing. I had just had some absolutely mind blowing sex with a girl that was an absolute fantasy to me. A girl that was more than half my age who just made me feel like I was a teenager all over again, but that didn't change the fact that I was still a married man.

There was no doubt that thinking with my dick had gotten me to this point, as if my rational mind had kicked in earlier it would have asked some very important questions. Things like "If Ashley is looking for revenge then doesn't she need to tell your wife she fucked you like a naughty little nympho slut in order to get it?" And, "I know this little slut is hot, but is a onetime fuck worthy of losing half your stuff?"

I did my best to relax and put those questions out of my mind. After all, Ashley said I was a good guy so she wouldn't want to throw me under the bus for her own gain, would she? The old saying "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned" was playing out right in front of me, but I had to admit that so far I was kind of enjoying it.

Ashley was right; I had noticed her growing up. It was hard not to notice her. Even when I tried to keep her from my thoughts it was never long before I saw her outside tanning out by her pool in one of her tiny bikinis in the summer or coming home from school in her Catholic high school uniform during the school year. Her long thin frame made her look like a model, and when she grew what seemed like inches overnight a couple of years ago the plaid skirt of her school uniform suddenly looked very short while showing off her slender sexy long legs.

I think every married man has a fantasy girl like Ashley, a girl that either lives next door to them or waitresses at their favorite restaurant. Maybe it is the girl that makes their coffee at their local Starbucks or the one that cuts their hair. These fantasy girls allow guys to feel young again; free to do any crazy things that we want to do. If marriage is a prison than having a fantasy girl like Ashley gives a guy a chance to get a little time off for bad behavior, if only in his mind.

I don't know about other guys, but I never expected this particular fantasy to become a reality. The fact that it did was crashing two completely different worlds together at warp speed. It occurred to me that just as my wife, Katherine, had held Ashley's future in her hands when she told Ashley's parents about her little party out back it was now Ashley that held my future firmly in her well-manicured hands.

Ashley was lying in my arms, her head on my chest as we lay in the big bed that I shared with my wife. She lifted her head slowly, yawning. Her soft blonde hair was now a total mess as it fell around her face making her look sexier than I had ever seen her look before. "Penny for your thoughts," she whispered.

"Really? Only a penny?" I laughed, "I'm not even 100 percent certain that I can even think after that performance," I grinned.

"Oh, I'm sure you can," she cooed as she kissed my chest, her red fingernails sliding slowly in random patterns around my skin. "Any regrets?" she added softly.

"Regrets? I don't know. Do I feel a little bit guilty? Sure, as I said, I've never done anything like this before," I answered as I brushed her hair from in front of her sexy blue eyes.

"Never?" She asked, sounding a little surprised.

"No, I never have. Up until this point I've been a very good boy."

"Well, Mr. Jones, the good boys never seem to have enough fun!" She laughed as she rolled on top of me, her long smooth legs straddling my torso. Her blue eyes just inches from my face as she looked into my eyes. I wrapped my arms around her body and smiled.

"Just how much fun are we going to have Ash?"

"What do you mean?" she whispered as she leaned in. Her soft lips found my earlobe and she began gently kissing me.

"I mean you wanted revenge, have you gotten it?" I moaned as her lips continued their soft, playful kisses on my neck. My hands slowly slid up and down the soft skin of her back.

"Do you think I have?" she whispered then softly bit my neck.

"No, not by a long shot," I chuckled and moaned at the same time as I pulled her young body to mine, my hands on her hips as she playfully nibbled on my neck.

She let out a quick giggle then kissed my neck softly. She pushed herself up onto her hands and looked into my eyes. "So you want more, Mr. Jones? You haven't gotten enough of my tight little pussy yet?" She tilted her head to the side letting her hair fall down, I could feel it move across my skin as a big grin came across her face.

"I really think you can call me Brian, and yes, I do believe I want more. But, you're the one that started this," my left hand slid up her back as I spoke. I wrapped her long blonde hair around my fingers as I asked, "Just what were your plans when you came over here tonight young lady?"

"I'm not sure," she giggled.

"You're not sure?"

"No, I'm not. I was mad. I just knew that your wifey-poo was gone for the night and that you'd probably be here. I was hoping that you'd be alone and not have one of your buddies over to watch the game or something."

"And what if I had?"

Ashley laughed and leaned in, her lips met mine for a soft, sweet kiss. "Well, then I would have probably bailed and you'd be drinking beers and watching the game with your dumb friends," she said with a smile.

"That would have been a very different evening," I laughed. "So you hadn't worked out in your head what you were going to do if I was alone, Ashley?"

"Not entirely, I just figured I would bitch about your wife telling my mom about the drinking and the weed and see where it went." She spoke as my right hand slid down her body to her firm little ass. "But, if I have to be totally honest, I just thought I'd get you to smoke some weed with me or something since wife-zilla obviously doesn't seem to like that!"

"That's a long way from 'Fuck me on your wife's bed,' Ashley!" I grinned as she smiled back at me.

"I know, I called an audible," she smiled at me, her blue eyes sparkling as she bit her lower lip.

"Do you have any regrets?" I asked her.

She shook her head slowly from side to side then leaned closer, "Nope. Not a single one," she said slowly, kissing my lips in between each word with a soft, sweet kiss for emphasis.

"You know if my wife, or your parents, or anyone else for that matter ever finds out about this I will be in some very hot water," I said, my eyes searching her amazing blue eyes for a sign if there was more to what she was planning.

Ashley smiled and nodded her head, "I know that Brian, I would never do that to you."

"And you knew that coming over here tonight?" I asked her playfully, not wanting to ruin the moment, but still curious.

"Well, if you'd been a dick about it and told me that your wife should have stuck her nose into my business," she paused, "it's possible I might have recorded all of this on my iPhone and sent it to the bitch! Can't you just imagine her reaction to seeing her husband fucking the hot little high school girl next door?" Ashley laughed, leaving me to wonder just how much truth there was in that statement. Right now I was just happy that her current plans did not including outing our sexual encounters to anyone, including my wife.

I looked over at the red LEDs of the alarm clock on the nightstand and saw that it was just past eleven o'clock. Ashley's warm body was lying on top of mine as she started once again kissing my neck, small moans emitting from her lips as I tugged her hair back with my left hand and squeezed her ass playfully with my right.

"Don't start something we won't have time to finish," I moaned.

"What do you mean?" Ashley asked, confused.

"It's past eleven, when do your parents expect you to be home?"

"Tomorrow," she giggled, kissing my neck softly with her warm red lips.

"Tomorrow?" I moaned out, it was now my turn to be confused.

"Mmhmm, I told them I was spending the night over at Lindsey's house because her parents are away and she's really afraid to spend the night in that big, old creepy house alone."

"I'm guessing she's not?" I tugged Ashley's blonde hair back harder and kissed the soft skin of her neck.

"Her boyfriend Jake is staying with her," she moaned, "so they're no doubt fucking like little rabbits just like we are." I kissed her neck and tugged her hair back.

"And where does Lindsey think you are?"

"I told her it was a secret," she cooed. "And that If my mom calls over there she should just three-way her into my cell."

"Good girl," I said as I let go of her hair and gazed up at her. Ashley slid her body down a few inches so that her warm pussy was softly and slowly rubbing up against my cock, which was coming fully back to life. "God, you are a little tease, aren't you?"

Ashley moved her head quickly from side to side, forcing her long blonde hair to move up behind her shoulder. Her eyes sparking as she looked down at me on the bed beneath her. Her soft, warm hands moved up to my broad shoulders as she slowly rocked her body back and forth, teasing me with her soft, wet pussy lips. Her red manicured nails slowly moved down my chest, circling my nipples before she squeezed them firmly between her fingertips.

"Holy fuck," I moaned, my cock now hard as a rock and throbbing as she continued her teasing.

"I do have a little problem though, Mr. Jones," she moaned in her sweet little girl voice. "Here I am at a sleepover and I didn't bring anything to sleep in."

"I like you just fine with nothing on," I groaned, wanting my cock inside her again immediately.

The devilish grin was firmly back on Ashley's face as she pushed her body up off of my shoulders and got off of me. She kneeled beside me and looked down to admire my raging hard-on. "You sure don't need that little blue pill, do you Mr. Jones?" she giggled as she leaned in and kissed the head of my cock, making it jump as soon as her soft teen lips touched it.

"As much as you like me with nothing on, I still think I need something to sleep in," she said as she bounced up off of the bed. She looked into my eyes as she made her way over to the dresser. "Which of these drawers does your wife use for her, you know, sexy little things?"

"I..."

"That is, if that bitch even wears anything sexy for you."

"Top drawer on the right," I said as I watched her hand as it grasped the drawer pull and opened the drawer slowly. Her eyes lit up as she saw that she had a plethora of things to work with. "I don't think anything has been out of that drawer in a while," I added.

Her hands went through the drawer as her mind surely cataloged each and every item that she saw until she pulled out the black lace babydoll with little red bows on it that I had gotten my wife for our last anniversary. "Oh my God, I love this!" Ashley shrieked with delight.

"There are matching panties in there too," I added.

Ashley looked over at me with her blue eyes wide open. "You want to fuck me while I'm wearing your wife's panties?" she asked with as much fake shock as she could muster. "You are way naughtier than I gave you credit for, Mr. Jones," she giggled as she rummaged through the drawer until she found the matching panties, taking them out and placing them on top of the babydoll on top of the dresser..

"I just figured they would complete the outfit," I smiled, unable to take my eyes off the amazing young blonde going through my wife's lingerie drawer. "Oh wait; maybe it's the black pumps in her closet that would truly complete the outfit."

Ashley laughed, "Is that so?" I nodded my head as she walked over to the big walk-in closet. She opened the door and walked inside. "Damn, the bitch sure does have a lot of shoes," she said as she came out a few moments later wearing nothing but a pair of Steve Madden black leather platform pumps with a sexy 5 ½" heel and black leather ankle strap. My jaw dropped as I saw the effect the shoes had on her sexy long legs. She was now hovering at well over 6' with the help of the heels as she walked slowly back over to the dresser with the attitude of a model on the catwalk. She grinned as she retrieved the black babydoll and panties and came back over to the bed.

"So, did she buy this for herself? Or did you buy it for her?" she asked as she held up the black lace babydoll.

"I bought it for her; it was a gift for our last anniversary."

"Ooh, must have been one hot night," she said playfully, smiling as she looked over at me.

"Not really, we went out to dinner to her favorite restaurant, she drank way too much champagne and she was pretty much passed out the minute we walked back in the door."

"Did she ever even wear this for you once?" Ashley asked, this time the shock in her voice seemed very genuine.

"No, she never has," I shook my head. "It's been sitting in that drawer for a few months now."

"Wow, she really is a bitch!" Ashley laughed. "If I had a guy that would buy me sexy things like this I'd make sure to reward him properly."

She smiled at me as she slid the babydoll on over her head and onto her slender teen body. She reached down for the matching panties and made it a point to keep her eyes locked on mine as she slid them on. Slowly they made their way past the black leather pumps and then slid slowly up her long slender legs.

"What do you think?" she asked as the panties came to rest between her legs, breaking our gaze to slowly twirl around like a fashion model, giving me a full view of the sexy little outfit from every possible angle.

"Ashley, you look incredible. You are amazing, baby. You are an absolute angel," I said looking up at her.

"An angel, huh?" she grinned, spinning around once more.

"Mmhmm, a very sexy angel," I said as I memorized exactly how she looked in that moment.

"I bet you say that to all the girls," she giggled.

"Only the ones I really want," I smiled, watching her eyes.

"Do you want me?" she asked, looking into my eyes, as she stood at my bedside looking like a Victoria's Secret model.

"Yes, I do want you, Ashley," I said. "More than I've wanted anything in a very long time."

I used my hand to motion to my rock hard cock. It was now standing at an even fuller attention than it was when she had stepped out of the bed a few minutes before. "And it looks like he wants you too," I joked.

Ashley chuckled as she turned to look at herself in the mirror. The smile grew on her face as she saw the same spectacular view that I did. "I'd ask you if I looked better in this than she does, but since she's never even worn it for you I guess I already have my answer," she grinned triumphantly as she made her way to the side of the bed. She stood there for a moment, her eyes looking into mine. "So this was an anniversary gift?"

"Yes," I nodded.

"How many years?" she asked, still standing there grinning, softly biting her lower lip as she awaited my answer.

"Eighteen years," I said.

Her grin morphed back into a naughty little smile as I can only imagine she was reveling in the number that I had just spoken. "I'm eighteen," she giggled.

"I know," I couldn't help but grin myself, biting my own lip as I drank in every inch of this amazingly beautiful young woman as she wore the anniversary gift that my wife never had wore for me. My mind went back to our anniversary and how I was hoping the gift would spark the passion that had been missing for a while in our marriage.

"I think you are long overdue for your anniversary present then, mister," Ashley giggled as she joined me on the bed. I reached out for her and she took my hands, I pulled her down on to the bed and mounted her. My lips found her soft, red lips and I kissed her in devouring fashion as my hands enjoyed exploring the soft fabric of the lingerie. I could feel the heels of the pumps digging into my back and I was lost in the fantasy of the moment. I was not thinking about anything or anyone else. At that particular moment, Ashley was my world.

"Happy anniversary, husband," Ashley moaned in a sultry voice that took me a bit by surprise. Gone was the sweet little girl's voice and in its place was the voice of a woman who sounded like she had vast amounts of lust boiling up in her veins.

I took in her words and without hesitation I whispered into her ear, "Happy anniversary, wife." My hands slowly slid up and down her torso. Our kisses growing in intensity as our bodies rubbed up against each other, the sensation of the lace against my skin sent my body into overdrive.

Ashley's tongue slipped into my mouth as she pushed me up, rolling me over onto my back. She was once again straddling me, my cock throbbing as she moved her body down just enough so that I could just barely feel the lace of her black lace panties, or should I say my wife's black lace panties, as they caressed my cock. That thin little piece of lace was all that was between our two passion-filled bodies.

I reached down to try and grab a hold of the panties, wanting them off of her so I could have my prize. Instead, Ashley slapped my hands away. "No," she said, grabbing my left hand and raising it up towards her mouth. "Not yet, baby."

She gazed into my eyes as she brought my hand closer to her mouth; her lips softly touched my fingers. She kissed them playfully and I wondered if she knew just how badly I wanted her right then and there.

"You are such a little tease," I moaned as she continued to kiss my hand while still softly rubbing my throbbing prick with that soft, sweet lace. I could feel her wetness soaking through the panties, her pussy had to be dripping wet by now and my cock was pounding with the desire to be deep inside her tight, teen pussy.

I looked up at her as she slid my index finger slowly into her mouth. The sensation was electric as her soft red lips slid down on my skin achingly slowly. Inch by inch she devoured my flesh until I felt her hot velvety tongue twirl around my finger, causing me to let out a deep moan.

"You are such a sexy little tease," I groaned.

Next she gave the same treatment to my middle finger. Again her mouth and tongue encapsulating my finger as her angelic blue eyes looked deep into my soul. She took my finger fully into her mouth and held it there for a moment. She twirled her tongue around it before she slowly slid her lips back off.

Ashley then moved to my ring finger, admiring it for a moment, her eyes were fixed on my gold wedding band as a wicked smile crept back onto her face. She kissed my fingertip softly with her wet, red lips and fixed her gaze straight into my eyes. Her soft lips slid down my finger, moving at a painfully slow pace this time. She took my ring finger fully into her hot, wet mouth. I felt her lips clamp down on my skin just below my wedding band. Her tongue swirled around my flesh coating it with her sweet spit. She sucked upon my finger; her soft lips were so tight around my skin that as she slid her lips back up off my finger she took my wedding ring off as well with it landing inside her mouth.

She held it there for a moment before she let go of my hand and reached up and retrieved the ring from between her red lips. I watched her intently, without speaking. She smiled as she slid my ring onto the ring finger of her left hand. "I guess it's a little big, huh?" she giggled as it fell onto her finger loosely.

"Yes, just a bit," I smiled.

"I guess it'll fit better here," she said as she moved my wedding ring from her ring finger and placed it on to her thumb. She moved her hands down and let them slide softly and slowly down my chest; I could feel the cool metal of the ring as it traced my skin, sending a chill up and down my spine.




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 02



Ashley's soft hands made their way back up to my shoulders and she started softly grinding her body against mine once again. The panties still acting as a barrier between my raging hard cock and her tight, wet teenage pussy. I could not take much more so I grabbed her slim hips with my big, strong hands and I pulled her body down to me so that both my hard cock and her dripping pussy were now rubbing firmly against that little black piece of fabric that I was beginning to hate with each and every fiber of my being.

She moaned, pushing her hands into my shoulders as she looked into my eyes. Her body was grinding against mine harder and faster. My hands were firmly on her hips, pulling her closer to keep her wet pussy tightly right up against my cock. Our bodies were moving in perfect harmony, my pre-cum joined her sweet pussy juices as they together absolutely soaked those sexy little black lace panties that had been ignored in the drawer for way too long.

Ashley threw her arms around my neck and leaned into me. My hands held her body still for a moment as I felt my balls welling up and getting ready to explode from the sensation of the friction of the lace against my bare cock.

"I think it's time we get you out of those panties," I moaned.

"Mmhmm, yes," Ashley moaned. "One thing though..."

"Anything," I answered without even thinking.

"We put them back where we found them," she giggled, using her little girl voice as she whispered the words into my ear, her hot breath on my skin only adding to the already overloaded sensation in my brain

"Yes, fine," I groaned, nodding my head. My cock was pulsating; I was right on the line between absolute agony and utter ecstasy. I took a deep breath as I looked deep into Ashley's blue eyes.

"And don't you dare wash them," she moaned as she leaned in and locked her lips to mine with a force that caught me by surprise. She sucked hard upon my lower lip as we kissed and my hands moved down to those wet little panties again.

This time Ashley did not slap my hands away. She let me slide them partially down before she kneeled to help me finish the job. She smiled her wicked little grin, a grin that I was absolutely falling in love with by that point, as she stood up at the side of the bed and slid the panties down her legs and past the black pumps. She tossed the panties, soaked with a mixture of our juices, back in the general direction of the drawer from which they had come.

Ashley stood there for a moment, wearing my wife's black lace babydoll and heels, before she smiled and knelt down on the bed. "How do you want me?" she asked as she straddled me, this time there was no little piece of lace between us as she moved her dripping wet pussy lips down so that they playfully grazed my cockhead. I could literally feel the heat coming off of her steaming pussy.

"How do I want you?" I groaned as I pressed my head back into the pillows and smiled up at her.

"Yes, husband, I'm your anniversary present, remember?" she said as she kissed my neck, her hair falling against my face as I inhaled the sweet smell of her strawberry scented shampoo. "Do you want me to be a good girl or a bad girl for you?"

With each word she said she was using her sweet wet pussy lips to tease the throbbing head of my cock. My body felt like there were electrical charges running through it. Add up the teasing with the panties, her sucking my wedding ring off my finger and these little strokes of heaven from her dripping box and I was ready to fuck her. I was ready to fuck her hard.

"Bad, definitely a bad girl," I moaned as I sat up. I kissed her hard as I used my big, strong hands to manhandle her hot teen body. I spun her around as I kneeled on the bed, propping her up on all fours in front of me. She stuck her perfect little ass up into the air and I couldn't resist giving it a good whack with my hand. She buried her face in the comforter and screamed with delight.

She turned her head back to look at me, her blonde hair falling in front of her blue eyes which now had an unmistakable lust burning deep inside them. "Spank me, daddy," she sighed in her little girl's voice and I once again used my hand to whack her perfect little ass.

"Mmm," she moaned, "do you like spanking your little slut, daddy?"

I nodded; my cock was throbbing with passion and desire as I guided it to her dripping wet pussy.

"Do you like when I call you daddy?" she moaned as she gasped for a breath as my hand came down on her behind once again.

"Fuck yes," I groaned.

"Fuck me. Fuck me so fucking hard with that big married cock, baby," she cried out.

I moved my cockhead right up to her soft, pink pussy lips and then moved my hands onto her hips. I held them firmly and in one motion I thrust myself forward and pulled her body back sending my cock deep inside of her waiting teen pussy. I buried each and every inch of my married cock deep inside of her. I fucked her with slow, deep strokes, teasing her as she struggled to get me to fuck her harder and faster.

"Oh please give it to me daddy! Fuck me harder! Oh, fuck your little slut harder than you fuck your stupid bitch of a wife!" she cried with pleasure as my hands grasped firmly to her hips and guided her pussy faster up and down my cock. The fuckstrokes were nice and deep as I pounded her harder from behind. If there was any thought that I might be hurting her they disappeared when she started to moan "Yes daddy, fuck me! Fuck me harder! Harder! Harder! Oh fuck, YES!"

"You like daddy's cock you fucking little slut?" I groaned.

"Yes daddy, show me what a bad girl gets!" she moaned.

"Bad girls get fucked with big, married cocks," I said as I pumped my cock deep inside of her, the headboard of the bed bouncing off the wall with each deep thrust.

"I'm such a bad girl," she cried.

I raised my big, strong hand and brought it down hard once again onto the soft skin of her perfect little ass, which was now a crimson red from the spankings. My throbbing cock split her pussy in two with rapid-fire jackhammer thrusts in and out of her tight, wet hole. She buried her head in the comforter again and screamed, "Fuck yes! Yes! Oh my fucking God, Yes!"

I pushed her down into the bed and slowly slid my raging cock from her pussy, causing her to turn her head and look back at me over her left shoulder. She pouted and moaned, "That's not fair daddy! Fuck me!"

I teased her clit with my cockhead and then gave her ass another firm whack with my hand. Still looking back at me she bit down on her lower lip and tried to move her body back onto my cock but I moved back just enough so she couldn't slide her pussy back down onto my throbbing dick.

"You know," I said as I looked into her lust filled blue eyes, "this is by far the best anniversary present that I've ever gotten."

She giggled and smiled, "I aim to please. Now will you please fuck me with that big, hard cock of yours?"

I guided my cock back to the entrance of her pussy; her juices were now literally dripping down her thighs. I slid back deep inside of her tight, velvety vise of a pussy and fucked her hard. I let my right hand slide up her back, tracing the black lace of the babydoll that my wife had never worn, until I reached her neck. I gathered her long blonde hair with my big hand into a ponytail and I pulled her back by it as I fucked her. The harder I fucked her, the harder she pushed back on me, forcing her pussy back down onto my cock.

"God, you are so fucking tight baby," I moaned.

"Mmm, and you are so fucking big. Fuck me!" she screamed.

"You little Catholic school girl slut," I moaned as I pulled her hair back harder for emphasis as I pounded her pussy.

"Fuck your little slut," Ashley moaned, barely intelligibly. "Fuck me harder than you've ever fucked that bitch wife of yours!"

I groaned with pleasure as my cock pounded her little box, my balls slapping up against her ass with each deep trust. I pulled her back by her hair and she screamed. I thrust myself as deep as I could inside of her and she screamed even louder.

I reached around with my free hand and found her clit, teasing her magic button with my fingertips as I continued to fuck her smoldering hot pussy from behind. I tugged her hair back harder and harder like I was pulling back the reigns of a thoroughbred. She responded by grinding her perfect young body back into me harder and harder as she met each of my thrusts with equal force.

I knew I was close as she grabbed a pillow and buried her face into it to let out a primal symphony of screams and moans that were unlike anything I had ever heard before in my life. I felt her tiny pussy grip down hard upon my cock with enough pressure to crack a walnut and I had no choice but to explode.

My moans joined Ashley's symphony and together we rode out the waves of pleasure with my cock filling her up with a molten explosion of my hot creamy jizz. Her pussy exploded all over my cock, squirting her juices all over me and soaking the bed sheets below us. I pumped her hard, pulling her back by her soft blonde hair as long as I could manage. After she milked the last precious drop from my cock we both collapsed back down onto the big king sized bed.

We were both sweating and breathing hard as she moved her body back up next to mine; her ass pressing up against my semi-hard cock. I looked at the clock on the nightstand to see that it was now well after midnight. I wrapped my arms around her body and kissed her neck softly. "Are you sure I'm not dreaming?" I whispered.

"If you are, you have some really good dreams," Ashley giggled and once again she drifted off to sleep in my arms.



Ashley's Revenge Ch. 03



The next thing that I remember was being woken up from a deep sleep by the sound of the phone ringing on the nightstand. I opened my eyes and realized that it was now morning. I grabbed the handset and looked at the caller-id display, it was my wife calling.

I took a deep breath and looked over next to me at Ashley. She was still asleep, half-covered by the comforter and still wearing my wife's black lace babydoll. She looked like an angel in the morning light. I guess last night wasn't a dream after all.

I pressed the talk button and said, "Hello." My voice groggy, telegraphing the fact that I'd just woken up. Ashley's hot, young body started to stir as my wife's voice drifted in over the phone.

"What, did I wake you up?" she asked, leaving me no time to answer. "Since when do you sleep past nine?"

"Is it that late already," I yawned, "I guess I just sleep more soundly when you're not in bed tossing and turning." Ashley looked up at me with her amazing blue eyes and smiled.

"Yeah, right," my wife answered.

"How's Caroline?" I asked, knowing my wife's sister never seems to go a full day without a new crisis invading her life.

"She's ok, we stayed in last night and made Margaritas and she told me all about how she was sure that Mike was going to come running back to her any day now."

"Not if he's smart, she's crazy," I said as Ashley reached over and let her red manicured fingernails slowly trace their way up and down the skin of my arm, sending little shockwaves through my body. "But, it sounds like you two had fun."

"Yeah, we had loads of fun. How was your night? Did you do anything interesting?"

"I just watched the game, so no, nothing exciting," I said as my eyes glanced down at the floor where a pair of black lack panties laid crumpled up in a ball. Ashley shook her head and giggled into the pillow before she sat up and arched her back, stretching her long, slender body. Even just waking up with her hair a total mess she looked like a supermodel. She rolled over next to me and used her warm, red lips to softly kiss my neck. It took all that I had to not make a sound as my wife continued talking.

"Who won?"

"I'm not sure, I guess I fell asleep."

"You're getting old," my wife laughed.

"I know, what can I say?" I replied as Ashley softly nibbled on my neck, occasionally letting her soft, warm tongue trace my skin. I took a deep breath and tried to concentrate on the phone conversation and not on the beautiful blonde with me in my wife's bed.

"Well, Caroline wants me to help her pick out a new couch this afternoon so I probably won't be home until about 4 or 5. Is that ok?"

Ashley's nibbled on my earlobe and whispered in my ear, "Tell her to stay away another night or two so I can have you all to myself." 

"Yeah, that's fine, I was just going to do some reading or watch a movie or something. I don't even feel like getting out of bed." I wasn't lying.

"You're a lazy bum!" my wife laughed as Ashley slid her way down to my chest, using her soft, warm lips to tease my body as she looked up at me with her sparkling blue eyes. Each little teasing kiss moved her further down my torso by about an inch or two.

"I know, it's not every day I get this big bed all to myself," I chuckled.

Ashley kicked the comforter to the floor as she moved her body further down the bed. I watched her as she guided her lips precariously close to my hardening cock.

"Yeah, well at least nobody had to hear you snore last night," my wife countered.

"I don't snore, you're full of crap."

Ashley looked up at me, her eyes wide in disbelief as she mouthed the words, "You do too snore."

"We'll just have to agree to disagree," my wife said as Ashley's soft, wet tongue darted out of her mouth and playfully twirled around the head of my cock.

I started to moan and covered it by faking a yawn. I looked down at Ashley, wondering if I could really keep a normal tone of voice if she started really working my cock with that amazing mouth of hers.

"Wake up already," my wife chided me as Ashley grinned and slid her amazing lips slowly up and down my hardening shaft. I fought back a moan as I tried to reach down and stop her. Ashley slapped my hand away as she looked up at me with her blue eyes, biting her lip and shaking her head slowly from side-to-side to tell me she was in control of the situation and not me.

"I will, just as soon as we hang up," I said unconvincingly, distracted from the conversation by Ashley who was twirling her soft tongue around my balls while she slowly jerked my cock with her soft hands.

"Do you want me to pick up dinner on my way home tonight?" my wife asked, as Ashley wrapped her lips around my cockhead and slid each and every inch of my rock hard cock deep into her mouth. The sensation was setting my body on fire and it was all I could do to not acknowledge it.

"Yeah, sure, whatever you want," I said as Ashley sucked on the tip of my cock playfully. Her soft lips moving up and down my manhood as I continued to fight my way through the conversation with my wife.

"Oh, and I forgot to tell you yesterday," my wife said, "Julie invited us over for some big 4th of July barbeque they're having next weekend."

"Really? They're having a party on the 4th? What did you say?"

Julie just so happened to be Ashley's mom. Ashley looked up at me, no doubt figuring out exactly the party I was talking about and smiled wide before sliding her soft red lips back down onto my throbbing flesh. She gripped my pulsating prick tightly between her soft lips and she bobbed her blonde head up and down, turning her face left and right as she twirled her tongue in the opposite direction.

"What could I say?" my wife answered as I fought back yet another moan, "I said we'd be there. But, with the looks that Ashley has been giving me since I told her mom about her being a drunken pot-head I'm guessing it'll be a bit uncomfortable. I'm sure she won't be happy to see us there."

"Hey, don't lump me in with you, I didn't narc on the poor girl," I laughed, "I'm pretty sure she still likes me."

Ashley looked up from sucking my cock and nodded her pretty blonde head in agreement. She grasped my cock at the base like she was holding an ice-cream cone and she flicked at the big throbbing head with her hot, wet tongue. Her blue eyes were looking up at me and I couldn't help but smile.

"Oh I forgot, since she's tall, blonde and hot that makes me the bad guy here," my wife said, still annoyed that I didn't agree with her telling Ashley's parents about the beer and weed in the first place.

"No, you're the bad guy because you didn't have to tell her parents about it. I remember you doing worse things than having a few beers and smoking a joint at Ashley's age."

Ashley's eyes widened again as her deliciously soft lips engulfed my cock and slid slowly up and down my shaft. Her red manicured nails traced the skin of my thighs as her tongue swirled around my cock.

For a moment there was silence on the other end of the phone.

"That was a different time. Plus, Julie is my friend. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't tell her something like that about her daughter?"

"Look, I don't want to argue with you. I just think Ashley is a good kid who was having some fun with her friends."

Ashley looked up at me and I could see the mischievousness in her angelic blue eyes. She quickly removed her lips from my hard cock and looked at me, shaking her head slowly from side to side as her hand continued to slowly jerk my cock off.

I saw her lips starting to move so I quickly reached up and covered the phone with my hand.

"A kid? You think I'm a kid?" she whispered.

Before I could answer her, she had her lips back around my hard throbbing cock and she was going down on me with a newfound urgency. While the blowjob she had been giving me was first rate, it was now as if her life depended on her giving me the best blowjob of my life and she was doing a damned good job of it.

Fuck, my wife was still talking on the phone.

"You can think what you want, but I still think I did the right thing. If that means that precious little princess Ashley is going to give me the stink-eye for a while then so be it!"

"Whatever you say dear," I said, my breathing now a bit labored as young Ashley was devouring my big, hard cock with absolute abandon. Her lips were gripping me tightly and sliding up and down, up and down, faster and harder, her tongue occasionally flicking my throbbing head in a way that made me want to explode.

"Whatever I say? It would be nice if you ever backed me up on something," my wife snapped, perturbed.

I gripped the soft sheets with my free hand and bit my lip, trying to find the right words to answer my wife. Ashley slid her nails up my chest as her mouth gave my cock the first-class treatment. I watched as it disappeared into her mouth and I felt the electricity as her tongue twirled around my flesh like it was a candy cane as she slid her red lips back off of it.

"I just mean I'm sure everyone will get over it," I somehow said in a fairly normal tone of voice.

"There is nothing for me to get over. It's Ashley that needs to learn her place," my wife said as Ashley dug her fingernails into my chest and slowly dragged them down my skin. She sucked my cock with everything she had. Her soft blonde hair was flying every which way. Her head was moving up and down as she milked my cock with her soft, red lips. Her tongue circled my cockhead quickly then she sucked me deep into her throat. I closed my eyes and clenched my lips shut, somehow staying silent as my cock exploded sending what seemed like liters of my hot, sticky cum straight down Ashley's throat.

"You're right, honey," I said in a soft groan, "Ashley needs to learn her place."

Ashley glanced up at me, smiling. Her fingernails sliding ever so softly over my skin as her tongue was slowly cleaning every drop of my jizz from my cock.

"We can talk about it when I get home," my wife said.

"Ok, have fun picking out furniture."

"I love you," my wife said.

I looked down at Ashley, her eyes no longer annoyed. If anything she now looked more content than I'd ever seen her look before.

"I love you too," I said as I looked deep into Ashley's eyes before hanging up the phone.

"Aww, how sweet," Ashley grinned, kissing my cock.

"You think? Fuck!" I moaned, finally able to let one out.

"Mmhmm, I do."

"That wasn't very nice, you know," I groaned.

"What?" the innocent little girl voice responded.

"Doing that when I was on the phone, I am not sure how I was able to keep it together."

"You had incentive," she giggled.

I took a deep breath as I looked down at Ashley; she was lying between my legs with my semi-erect cock in her hand. Every now and then she'd use that soft, sweet, little girl tongue to flick the head of my cock, just to tease me.

"You know I don't see you as a kid, don't you?"

"I don't know," she said as she moved back up onto the bed next to me. "I guess I forget that you watched me grow up."

"And you have grown up nicely, Ashley," I said as I put my arm around her and pulled her body closer to mine.

"I just don't want you to see me as some stupid kid," she said softly.

"I don't. Not at all." I looked into her eyes and said, "A kid wouldn't be able to look as absolutely scorching hot as you do in that babydoll."

"True, very true," she smiled. "And, the more I think about it I guess it might be ok for you to call me a 'kid' when talking to your bitch of a wife," Ashley giggled as she snuggled up in my arms.

"Why is that?"

"Because, if she thinks I'm just a kid she won't see me as a threat."

I kissed her neck as we laid there on the big bed with the sun now coming full force through the blinds. I let my fingertips trace the contours of her body and enjoyed just being in that moment with her.

"So your wife thinks I need to learn my place, huh?" Ashley moaned as she pressed her body up against mine.

"Mmhmm, she does."

"Too bad the stupid bitch doesn't know my 'place' is riding her husband's cock," Ashley said with a wicked little grin. I pulled her body close to mine and I kissed her softly. My hands slid down her back to her ass where I gave her a playful squeeze.

"There are worse places to be," I whispered looking into her eyes.

The moment was broken by the chorus of Pink's "Slut Like You," which came blaring from Ashley's iPhone. She jumped up and scampered off the bed and grabbed the phone off of the dresser.

"Hey Linds! What's up, slut?" Ashley giggled as she listened to her friend on the other side of the phone.

I sat up on the bed, looking around the room and thinking about the improbable night that I had the night before. How did a quite night alone watching the ballgame turn into me fucking the hot blonde goddess standing in front of me?

"Ok, I'll shower and head home in a few," Ashley said as she noticed my eyes upon her and she smiled. She twirled around slowly to give me one last look of her in that black lace babydoll that would soon be back safely in the dresser drawer. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she giggled as she hung up the phone.

"Wouldn't you like to know what?" I asked, standing up.

"Linds wanted to know where I was, who I was with and if I'd gotten fucked like the 'dirty little slut' that I am."

"Well, did you?" I grinned.

"I'll never tell!" Ashley giggled as she looked up at me. "Want to help me get undressed?"

I walked over to her, wearing nothing but a smile myself, and slid the babydoll up over her head. Upon seeing her hot, young naked body in front of me my cock sprung fully back to life, Ashley took notice and shook her head.

"Aren't you old guys supposed to need, you know, reloading time?" she smirked.

"Very funny, little girl," I smiled, a bit surprised myself at how quickly I was ready to go again. "I guess the guys that need Viagra don't have sexy teenage blonde girls to fuck."

"You're probably right," she smiled. "That was Lindsey on the phone, as you've probably guessed. My mom was already calling over there looking for me this morning so Linds told her I was in the shower."

"Well then, we'd better get you nice and clean so we can send you home."

"Not until after we've taken care of this," Ashley said as she reached down and grabbed my hard cock. I loved that she seemed to be getting bolder with each minute that passed.

"We can take care of both in the shower," I grinned as I took Ashley by the hand and led her into the spacious master bath. I opened the door to the large tiled shower and turned the water on. She looked up at me with her blue eyes, smiling as I wrapped my arms around her thin waist and pulled her warm body to mine. My hard throbbing cock rubbing up against her body as our lips met for a long, deep kiss.

I stepped into the hot shower and pulled her inside with me. The water was hot enough that the shower was already filling up with steam. The multiple jets streamed the soothing hot liquid onto just about every inch of our naked bodies and it felt amazing.

Our kisses grew more passionate by the moment, my hands were exploring her body and my cock was throbbing like it was going to explode. I spun her body around so she was facing away from me and I wrapped my arms around her once more as I leaned in to kiss her neck.

My big, strong hands slid slowly up and down her teen body, memorizing every spectacular inch. I cupped her firm breasts in my hands and softly squeezed her hard nipples between my fingertips as the hot water cascaded down her body.

"Fuck," she moaned, leaning her head back towards me as I playfully bit her neck. She could feel my raging cock up against her backside as I slid my left hand down her torso until it came to rest between her legs. As the hot water rolled down our bodies I used my fingertips to find her clit. I traced her little button softly and her body jumped at my touch. I bit down on her neck harder as my fingertips made soft little circles around her clit, causing her to moan loudly.

"You like that, baby?" I whispered softly in her ear.

"Yes," she gasped, breathing heavily.

I curled my index finger and slowly slid it inside of Ashley's waiting pussy. I guided it slowly in and out while I softly kissed and nibbled upon the soft skin of her neck. My other hand slid from breast to breast and squeezed her hard nipples. She was having trouble staying on her feet as my finger slid in and out of her steaming wet furnace of a pussy, which I swear was hotter than the water coming from the showerheads.

I pushed her sexy body forward until she came in contact with the cool tiled wall. She moaned as her firm breasts pressed up against the tiles and I continued to finger fuck her tight little teenage pussy with my index finger. In and out my finger slid as she let out soft little yelps of pleasure. I added my middle finger to the mix and the yelps became screams.

With my right hand I reached up and I gathered a handful of Ashley's wet blonde hair. I gripped it tightly and pulled her hair back as my fingers slid in and out of her dripping wet pussy. 

"Fuck yes," she moaned.

I tugged her hair back harder and pounded her little pussy with my fingers. I rubbed her clit faster using the base of my thumb to make quick little circles around her hot button.

"Oh my God, yes!" she screamed.

I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Cum for me, you little slut."

Ashley let out a long moan and her body started shaking. I could feel her tight little pussy gripping down on my fingers as they slid in and out of her faster and faster. I tugged her soft blonde hair back and nibbled on her neck as she exploded.

"Holy fuck!" she screamed out as her knees started to buckle. I pressed her harder against the wall in order to hold her up as my fingers continued their assault on her tight pussy. I tugged her hair back hard and continued kissing and nibbling on her neck until her orgasm subsided.

Ashley gasped and took a deep breath as I slid my fingers from her tight wet pussy. Her young body collapsed into the wall as she moaned and tried to catch her breath. I released her hair and wrapped my arms around her body as the hot water continued to flow over us.

"Wow," she groaned.

"Yeah, I am pretty good," I grinned. My hard cock still raging and pressing up against Ashley's body as we stood in the hot shower.

"I thought we came in here to take care of you," she said softly.

"We did. We're far from done, my dear."

"Oh?" she groaned as I let my fingertips find their way back between her legs. "I don't know if I can," she said as I slid my finger back inside her tiny little pussy causing her to let out a high pitched moan.

"Oh yes, you can," I growled out as I slid my finger slowly in and out a few times before I slipped it free and moved my hands to her hips. My cock was throbbing as the hot water pelted us from all directions. I guided my cockhead to her pink pussy lips and teased her by sliding it in just an inch before pulling it right back out again.

"Fuck," she moaned as I repeated the little teasing fuckstrokes, slipping just the head of my prick in and out of her tiny little pussy.

"You like that?" I groaned, holding firmly onto her hips.

"Mmhmm, I do," she whimpered.

"Good girl," I said as I slid my raging cock inside of her again, this time about two inches deep before I pulled it back out of her. I wanted to fuck her so hard but I was having so much fun teasing this young little slut.

It only took another few strokes before she looked back over her shoulder at me through the steam and I could see the lust in her blue eyes. "Fuck me," she begged.

"But you need to go home, mommy is waiting," I smiled.

"Please fuck me," she moaned.

"What a dirty little slut, begging for married cock," I groaned.




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 03



"I'm your dirty little slut, baby."

"All mine, huh?"

"Mmhmm, all yours, to do with as you wish," she moaned, wriggling her ass against my hard cock.

"Anything I want?"

"Yes, baby. Anything you want. Anywhere you want. I bet your wife doesn't do that for you, does she?"

I brought my right hand up and I brought it down hard onto her ass. She screamed with pleasure and pressed her ass back against my rock hard cock.

"Anything and anywhere, huh? You are a dirty little slut," I groaned as I let my hand rise again to tease her. "I think I'm going to have a lot of fun taking you up on that offer."

She let out a long gasp as my hand came back down on her ass, gently this time.

"Fuck me, Mr. Jones," she moaned, her sexy little ass in the air. "Let me be your little fucktoy."

"Is that what you are, Ashley? Just a fucktoy?"

"If that's what you want me to be, yes," she moaned. "Give me that big fucking married cock. I need it, now."

Ashley was on her tiptoes, her body soaking wet from the shower. Her perfect little ass was in the air and she was begging to be fucked. I couldn't hold out any longer so I guided my throbbing cockhead to her dripping pink lips and slipped my raging hard-on back inside of her pussy.

She moaned loudly as my cock slipped deep inside her this time. She grinded her long slender body back up against me. The steam had completely filled the room and I was splitting her tiny little pussy in two with each and every deep, hard thrust. I reached up and found a handful of her wet blonde hair and tugged it back hard.

"Fuck, I love it when you pull my hair," she moaned. I tugged it back harder as I picked up steam, burying my full 8" deep inside of her.

"That's because you're a bad girl," I growled.

"Is that what your wife would say?" she moaned, nearly out of breath.

"You love talking about my wife while this big married cock is deep inside your tight little cunt, don't you?" I pulled her back by her wet hair as I pummeled her tight pussy with my cock. She was so tight and so wet that I was in heaven. 

"Mmhmm," she moaned, "do you like fucking me more than her?"

"You little home wrecking slut," I groaned as I pounded her pussy harder and harder as she pressed her hands up against the tile wall to steady herself. Each of my deep fuckstrokes was met with her thrusting herself back with equal force down onto my cock.

"Ashley—"

"Tell me!" she demanded.

I tugged her hair back harder and I thrust myself deep in and out of her pussy until I felt her tight little cunt grip down on me. She screamed out as my cock let go and immediately filled her up with another full load of my cum. I pounded her hard into the wall as she moaned, both of us riding the wave as far as we could.

I leaned in, breathing hard in the steam of the shower and kissed her shoulder. The hot water cascaded down our bodies as I slipped my cock from deep inside of her and turned her around to face me.

"You're amazing, Ashley." I slid my hands around her neck, leaned in and kissed her. "You're not in competition with my wife."

"But, I am," she smiled as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in for another kiss, her tongue twirling around mine. "And I plan on winning," she said gleefully. "Now, help me get cleaned up so I can get home before my mom calls Lindsey's again."

I smiled and pressed down on the dispenser on the wall to get some of my wife's favorite scented soap into my hands and proceeded to lather it up all over Ashley's body. My big hands made sure that I covered each and every inch of her soft skin as Ashley giggled from time to time as she watched me. I helped her wash her hair and she helped me wash my back. I gave her a quick kiss before we got out of the shower and dried ourselves off.

Back in my bedroom Ashley slipped her sundress back on as I threw on jeans and a t-shirt. She picked up the babydoll and brought it over to the dresser, slipping it back into my wife's drawer as I picked up the black lace panties.

"Don't forget these." I held them up for her.

Her wicked smile made a brief appearance before she looked up into my eyes. "Maybe you should wash them," she said with a bit or remorse in her voice.

"It's up to you, I promised you I wouldn't."

"Fuck it, it's not like she'll ever wear them or anything," she giggled.

"True," I said as she slipped them back in with the babydoll and closed the drawer. She grabbed her phone off of the nightstand and walked up to me.

"Can I text you, or does she look at your phone?" she asked as she sat on the bed to put her sandals back on.

"Not usually, but we really have to make sure we don't leave a trail that she or your parents might find."

"Oh, let's use Tiger Text! It's an app Lindsey showed me," Ashley said as she pulled the App Store up on her iPhone, "the texts get deleted once you read them and you can label them to look like they're from anyone you want."

"And why does Lindsey need such an app?" I smiled.

"Her parents never seem to like her boyfriends, go figure," Ashley grinned as she grabbed my phone and installed the app. "Here, put your password in and you'll be done," she said handing it back to me.

I entered my password and soon it was set up to show the name of a colleague when Ashley texted me. As long as her first message wasn't X-Rated, I should be ok.

"When will I see you again?" I asked her.

"That's a good question," she smiled, "We will have to see how the week goes, I might have plans with Linds and her folks. Will you be at my parents' big party next Saturday?"

"Yes," I nodded.

"Well then, that could make for a very fun time!" Ashley smiled and threw her arms around my neck and gave me a good-bye kiss to remember her by. I wrapped my arms around her and held her body close to mine. 

"Until next time, baby," she said. She twirled around and disappeared out of my bedroom, but returned a moment later.

"I think I'd better give this back to you," she said smiling as she held out my wedding ring.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," I said as Ashley walked up to me and took my hand. She slowly slid the ring back onto my ring finger.

"Figure out a way I can wear her ring," she said with a wicked grin.

I wrapped my arms around her and Ashley gave me another good-bye kiss to remember her by. She smiled, twirled around and disappeared again out my bedroom door.

This time I heard her sandals hit the wood floor in the foyer at the bottom of the stairs and then I heard the front door open and close. I stood there for a moment and looked around the room to make sure there was no evidence of the night before remaining. I saw the black pumps on the floor so I picked them up and put them back into my wife's closet. Then, like a good husband, I washed the sheets.



Ashley's Revenge Ch. 04



For the next few days I was a bit nervous. What I told Ashley was the truth, I had never cheated on my wife before so I never had to try and cover anything like this up. Even though I tried to put it out of my mind, there was no doubt that on some level I was waiting for some little bit of evidence from our night of passion to surface, something that would set the dominoes falling and cause our secret to be exposed.

It had not occurred to me until my wife was home that one of the neighbors might have seen Ashley coming or going and might ask my wife what she was doing over at our house. My brain was working overtime trying to come up with stories to explain it. Maybe she had a problem with her laptop or maybe I should just tell my wife that she came over to talk to her. No matter what, my wife would want to know why I didn't tell her about Ashley's visit sooner, which would not be good. There was one thing for certain, in the future Ashley and I would have to have our stories straight long before we needed them.

Ashley ended up going with Lindsey and her parents up to their lake house for the week so it gave me plenty of time to dwell upon the situation that I now found myself in. On one hand I was exhilarated by fucking such a beautiful young girl as Ashley. I felt like a kid again, so full of testosterone and energy. On the other hand, I kept asking myself how long the affair could last and just what the repercussions would be if and when it ended.

By the time Friday night rolled around I was working at my desk in my home office and feeling pretty confident that nobody had noticed Ashley coming or going from our house. I was relieved but I also realized that her parents' party the next day would be the true test. Most of the neighbors would be there as would Ashley, my wife and I. If someone did notice, and we didn't have our stories straight, things would go downhill fast.

I tried to run all of the scenarios through my mind, Ashley's parents' house is directly behind ours but when she came over she came and went through the front door. Did she see anyone outside? Did she talk to any of the neighbors as she walked over here? I needed to know the facts so I could build our lie upon them.

I wondered if Ashley was home yet from the lake house and decided that I'd better text her in order to make sure we were both on the same page in case anyone did ask. 

"Can you talk?" I texted. My heart started beating faster and I could feel my breathing picking up. I tried to tell myself that I wasn't in high school any longer and I was the one in control of this relationship. I'm not saying I believed it, but that's what I told myself.

"Hey! Yeah, we're in the car on our way back. Miss me? :)" she replied almost instantly.

"Yes, I miss you. I just wanted to make sure we had our stories straight for tomorrow, in case anyone saw you at my house."

"Nobody saw me, I was careful. I've been thinking about your big cock all week."

"Naughty girl. Are you sure you didn't see anyone outside or driving by when you got here or when you left?"

"Nope, not a single person, I made sure. And I plan on being VERY naughty tomorrow."

"We can't do anything with all of those people around. We'd get caught for sure," I replied but my mind was racing to do the calculations. Just what could we get away with at the barbeque with all of those people around?

"My pussy needs you."

My cock was growing beneath my jeans and I did my best to ignore it. As much as I'd enjoy a little sexting session with Ashley I had to make sure that she was ready just in case someone did question her being over at our house.

"And I need you, but if anyone asks just say you were having trouble with your laptop and wanted me to look at it. OK?"

"Yes, sir. Linds wants to know if I'm talking to the guy that put 'the big stupid smile' on my face all week long."

I read that message and smiled myself. It was good to know that I was having as big of an effect on young Ashley as she was having on me.

"And just what have you told her about me?"

"Not much. Just that you're older... and that you can make me cum! :)"

"Nice, and what does she say to that?"

"She wanted to know if we could do a three-way!! LOL"

I blinked my eyes a few times and re-read the screen more times than I'd care to admit, thinking that I had to be reading the message wrong. I certainly wasn't expecting a response like that one. I decided that it was probably just Ashley playing a joke on me and I knew that I had to play it cool in any response that I gave her.

"Too bad I want YOU, not Lindsey," was my reply.

"Aww, good answer! :) I'll reward you tomorrow! Gotta run, we're stopping for burgers."

"Ok, until tomorrow!"

I sat at my desk for a moment and re-read the conversation before hitting the button that deleted all record of it from my phone forever. Was Ashley joking about me fucking her and her best friend at the same time? A three-way has always been on my bucket list and having one with two amazing 18 year olds would be more than I could have ever imagined.

But why was I imagining it? I knew that adding another person to the mix would only add to the possibility that things would go south sooner rather than later. It would add one more possible weak link to the chain, another ego that could be hurt and another set of stories to juggle. Before I wrote that first text message Ashley was more than enough of a fantasy to satisfy me, so why did one little seemingly joke text set my libido running?

It probably didn't help that Lindsey was almost a carbon copy of Ashley in the looks department, except where Ashley is a blonde Lindsay is a redhead. Both tall and slim with long hair, and both had long, slender legs that seemed to go on forever. I had never bedded a ginger girl and I had to admit it was another thing that was on my sexual bucket list. Just imagining having Ashley and Lindsey together was a delicious thought, but one that I'd have to put out of my mind for now.

My thoughts turned to seeing Ashley the next day at the party and trying to make sure that we didn't give anything away. I knew that there would be a lot of people there, which meant that there would be a better chance of us getting caught if we tried anything or even looked at each other wrong. I also knew that having all of those people around, including my wife and Ashley's mom and dad, would make anything that we did get away with that much hotter.

I turned off my computer and stared out the window for a moment, looking out over at Ashley's parents' house and wondering just what the next day had in store for me. The text exchange with Ashley had gotten me revved up and I needed to do something about it. I thought about taking matters into my own hands, but decided against it. Instead, I got up and went to find my wife to see what she was doing.

I found Katherine in our bedroom sitting on our bed and reading something on her Kindle. Her blonde hair was down and she was already dressed for bed in a pair of boring flannel pajamas that she picked up at Costco. We had not had sex since she was home and by her outfit I could tell she wasn't expecting any this evening.

"What are you reading?" I asked as I walked into the bedroom and made my way over to the bed.

"A book," she replied curtly.

"Yeah, I kind of figured that. What book?" I sat down on my side of the bed and looked over at her. Flashbacks of Ashley and I fucking like crazy right where she was sitting filled my mind, causing my cock to get even harder beneath my jeans.

"Nothing you'd like, I'm sure."

"How do you know?" I asked, moving closer to her on the bed, trying to get a glimpse for myself of what was on the screen that she was reading. 

"I know you," she said.

"If you know me so well, why don't you tell me what I'm thinking about right now?" I asked as visions of Ashley slowly teasing my cock in a black lace babydoll flooded my mind.

"What you're always thinking about, and I'm not in the mood." Her blue eyes looked up at me and then looked back down at her Kindle as if our conversation was over.

My left hand reached out and grabbed a hold of her blonde hair as I leaned in and kissed her lips hard. She moaned into my kiss as I moved closer to her and let my right hand slide up under the top of her pajamas. I found her ample 38Cs and moved my hand back and forth between them as I rolled her hardening nipples between my thumb and index finger.

I got on top of her and the kisses became more passionate. My tongue forced its way into her mouth and she responded with quick little twirls of her own tongue around mine. I kissed her hard, sucking and nibbling on her soft lower lip. I heard her let out a small moan and then I heard what I imagined was the sound of the Kindle falling onto the floor next to the bed.

I kneeled, straddling her body and looked down into her eyes. She didn't say a word as my hands made their way to the buttons of her ugly pajama top. I grasped the material on both sides with my big hands and pulled it apart violently, causing the buttons to go flying every which way and the remaining material to fall down on both sides of her body.

"Fuck, what's gotten into you?" she moaned.

"I've always hated those pajamas," I smiled and leaned in to devour her breasts. Her full C cups were one place she had Ashley beaten. My lips explored her flesh and I sucked her hard nipples into my mouth as I rolled my tongue around them. My right hand slid down into her pajama pants as my left hand moved up to her cheek.

My wife moaned as my fingertips slid between her legs and found her dampening pussy. She turned her head and kissed my left hand and I couldn't help but remember Ashley doing the same thing. I teased her clit with my thumb, making small little counter-clockwise circles barely touching her soft skin that sent her body into a frenzied state. She wrapped her legs around me as I playfully nibbled on her full firm breasts.

I kissed my way up from her breasts to her neck. She was breathing hard as I teased her with soft kisses and playful bites on her neck. I slid two fingers inside of her pussy and she let out a high pitched moan. I kissed her soft, red lips as my left hand gathered a handful of her blonde hair and pulled it back hard as I finger fucked her wet pussy.

She reached down and unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. I tugged her hair back harder and she moaned as I nibbled softly on her earlobe. She pulled my cock free from my boxer-briefs and stroked me with her small hands.

I got up off of her and I pulled the pajama bottoms off and threw them to the floor. She looked up and watched me as I disposed of my shirt and then the rest of my clothes. I looked down upon her naked body and watched her looking up at me with lust in her eyes and her breathing heavy. She was biting her lower lip and there was no doubt about it; she was in the mood now.

I walked over to her dresser and opened her lingerie drawer and pulled out the black lace babydoll and panties. The whole night with Ashley replayed in my mind in an instant as I walked over to the bed and reached down for my wife. I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up to her feet and then I slid the babydoll down over her head and onto her body.

I kissed her hard as she fell back into our bed. I got on the bed next to her and used the black lace panties to trace up and down her body as our lips and tongues devoured each other. My left hand once again found her soft blonde hair and my right hand, with the panties, was sliding down her body.

I could swear I still smelled Ashley's perfume on the babydoll as I kissed my wife. My cock was rock hard as I slid the panties that were once soaked with Ashley's and my sweet juices down between my wife's legs. She moaned as the lace that had once separated Ashley's hot young pussy from my raging cock traced her soft clit. I moaned as my tongue twirled around her tongue as we kissed.

I rubbed the panties between her legs, moving them from her clit down to her dripping wet pussy lips. She moaned as I used the panties to tease her, our tongues wrestling as I pulled her hair back. I wrapped the lace around two of my fingers and I slid them inside of her. She screamed out with passion, not knowing she was being fucked by the panties that young Ashley soaked just a week earlier here on the very same bed we were currently on.

"Fuck me," she moaned as I fingered her harder and deeper. My mind rolled through a variety of images of both Ashley and my wife. I could feel the lace getting drenched as my wife's hot, wet pussy soaked it through and through. I fucked her with my lace covered fingers faster and faster until she screamed out and exploded on my panty covered fingers.

I tugged her hair back hard as I continued to slip the black lace panties in and out of her pussy. I kissed and nibbled on her neck as I listened to her let out moan after moan of pleasure.

I slid the lace and my fingers from her pussy and slid them slowly up her torso, tracing over the lace babydoll. I kissed her neck as the panties made their way up to her lips. 

"Tell me how sweet you taste," I groaned, moving up to watch her. She looked into my eyes and she let her tongue slide out of her mouth and onto the panties, giving them a couple of quick little licks.

"So sweet, baby," she said in a soft voice before she took my lace-covered fingers into her mouth and sucked on them hard, letting out a soft moan. "Tastes so good," she groaned.

I stood up and her eyes went right to my throbbing 8" cock. She reached out and took the panties from my hand and slowly stroked my cock with them as she looked up at me with her blue eyes. My cock had already had enough teasing so I pulled her up by her hair and kissed her before turning her around and getting her on all fours in front of me.

She looked back over her shoulder and I had a true case of déjà vu as I raised my hand and let it come down hard on her ass. Like Ashley, she screamed into the comforter and presented me with her ass and her dripping wet pussy. I spanked her again harder and she let out another moan.

"Fuck me," she groaned as I put my hands on her hips as I guided my cock to her dripping pink pussy lips. I looked into her eyes and simultaneously thrust my cock forward and pulled her body back towards me, sending my hard cock throttling deep inside her tight wet pussy.

She screamed as my hard cock split her in two with deep, passionate thrusts. The headboard slammed against the wall and she grabbed onto the sheets for dear life. I slammed my body against hers, my balls slapped up against her ass as my cock disappeared in and out of her tight pussy.

I reached up with my right hand, tracing the soft, black lace of the babydoll as it moved up her back. I knew I was re-enacting the night with Ashley as I grabbed my wife's blonde hair and gathered it into a ponytail before yanking her back by it with a hard tug. 

"Fuck! Not so hard!" my wife screamed, but I paid no attention. Instead I pulled her hair back harder as I pounded her drenched pussy. My cock throbbing as it penetrated her again and again. I slid my left hand around her body, between her legs and made soft little circles around her already sensitive clit. She screamed with pleasure and pain as I teased her clit and yanked her back hard by her soft blonde hair at the same time.

"Cum for me, you dirty little slut," I growled as I rubbed her clit harder.

She let out a string of quick little moans as I slammed my thick cock home deep inside her over and over again. I pulled her hair back hard and didn't let go, her neck arched back as I pounded her pussy harder than I have in years. She let out a scream that I was pretty sure the neighbors could hear as I playfully rolled her clit between my fingertips.

"Fuck yes!" my wife screamed. "Fuck me!" Her blonde hair was still in my hands and I was tugging her back hard by the soft golden strands.

"That's a good little slut," I groaned as I felt her pussy grip down hard on my cock. I couldn't hold back any longer so I let go and shot my load deep inside her waiting pussy. She screamed as she felt my cum filling her up and I continued to pound her hard and deep until her body had taken each and every drop that I could offer.

"Where did that come from?" she groaned, out of breath, as I finally let go of her long, blonde hair and slid my cock from her pussy.

"I guess I was just in the mood," I moaned. I reached out and gave her ass a playful little spanking before lying back down on the bed.

"You can say that again," she smiled as she moved up to join me, lying at my side and looking up into my eyes as we both tried to catch our breath.

"Was that better than whatever you were reading on your Kindle?" I asked with a grin.

"Maybe," she smiled as she leaned closer and kissed my lips.

"But I thought you weren't in the mood?"

"I guess I was wrong," she said as she closed her eyes, her head on my chest. I put my arm around her and pulled her body to mine as I stared up at the ceiling thinking. I wondered what Ashley would think about what just happened. Would she be pissed or would she get off on knowing those black lace panties soaked with her juices found their way into my wife's pussy and then into her mouth?

I decided that there was no way I was going to bring it up at the party the next day as the last thing I wanted to do was piss off Ashley when we had an audience that big around us. I had to admit the sex I just had with my wife was pretty damn good, but I also knew it wouldn't have happened without Ashley laying the groundwork with both our night of passion and her text messages. Could having an affair with the hot, teenage blonde next door really help my marriage? I was pretty sure that was just some very wishful thinking on my part.

The next morning I woke up early, I looked over at my wife who was back in her Costco pajamas, albeit without buttons, sleeping soundly on the bed next to me. I got out of bed and went down to make myself a cup of coffee. I glanced out the back window and saw Ashley's parents, Julie and Ted, setting up for the barbeque in their back yard as the Keurig coffee maker brewed my extra-bold roast. I added a creamer and a sugar and headed upstairs to my office.

I sat down at my desk and turned my computer on as I checked my phone for messages. There were three text messages waiting for me from the night before.

"10:45PM: I'm in bed thinking about you. How can you get me so wet when you're not here? :)"

"10:53PM: I'm playing with my pussy for you. You should come join me."

"11:33PM: I guess you went to bed early, you'd better have lots of energy tomorrow! Goodnight lover!"

I sipped my coffee as I deleted the messages. I smiled as I imagined Ashley lying on her bed playing with her sweet little pussy. My self-confidence was through the roof knowing that the hot teenage blonde next door was fingering herself thinking of me. Her parents' barbeque was going to be a good time indeed!

A few hours later Katherine and I were getting ready to go to the party. I put on a pair of shorts and a Hawaiian shirt and she tried on nearly everything in her closet. First there was a white sundress, then she tried shorts and a tank top, then a different sundress and now jeans and a buttoned up top that was showing off her ample breasts nicely.

"It's just a barbeque next door; you're kind of over thinking it, aren't you?" I asked.

"Maybe, I just really don't even want to go," she said.

"Why? It'll be fun."

"Yeah, fun. Ashley will be pointing me out to all of her friends telling them I'm the bitch that narced on her."

"Well, you are!" I smiled.

"Did you know Julie and Ted were going to give her a car for her birthday but then didn't because of what I told them?"




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 04



"Really?" I asked, pretending the news was new to me. "That's why I told you not to get involved."

"I know, I know. I just thought they'd talk to her about it or ground her for a week or two or something," my wife said as she looked at herself in the mirror atop the dresser. "But not getting her a car? Now I know why Ashley is so pissed off."

"What's done is done," I said.

"Maybe I should try and talk to her at the party. What do you think?" she asked looking over at me.

"What do I think about the outfit or what do I think about you talking to Ashley?"

"Both."

"The outfit is perfect. As for Ashley, maybe it would be better if I talked to her so that you two don't get into a shouting match in front of the whole neighborhood."

"You'd do that?" she smiled.

"I'd be glad to, I'll pull her aside at the party and have a chat with her," I smiled back, pretty sure I'd just set it up where my wife would watch me disappear with Ashley at the party and thank me for it later!

After we finished getting ready, my wife and I walked through our back yard and through the gate that led into Ashley's parents' yard. There were already a bunch of people hanging out around the pool and on the deck and the smell of the charcoal grill burning was in the air. My wife went over to talk to Julie as I walked up to the tiki bar that was set up on the deck where Ashley's dad Ted was behind the bar dressed in shorts and a Hawaiian shirt of his own. He greeted me with a warm, "Hey neighbor! What'll you have?"

"Hi Ted, a beer would be great, thanks. You really went all out," I said as I admired the tiki bar. It was the first time I'd seen Ted since I started fucking his teenage daughter's pussy and I felt a little bit bad about it.

"Yeah, I figured you only live once, may as well do it right," he said as he popped the cap off of an ice-cold bottle of Magic Hat #9 and handed it to me.

"Thanks," I said as I looked around the yard. Wondering where Ashley was and what she'd be wearing today. "Looks like a nice turnout."

"Yeah, free food and free booze has that effect of people," Ted laughed.

"That's true," I said as I sipped my beer. "You know Katherine feels bad about getting involved with the with the whole Ashley thing."

"She shouldn't, she was just looking out for us," Ted said, "I know she was just being a good friend. It's Julie that's gone a little nuts over the whole thing."

"Oh yeah?" I asked, sipping my beer.

"Yeah, I mean we were that age once too and I know I drank my share of beers and smoked a few joints, didn't you?"

"Me? No, I was always on the straight and narrow," I said, unable to hold a straight face as I said it.

"Uh-huh, I'm sure," he laughed.

"So Julie is the one that nixed getting Ashley the car for her birthday?" I asked as I looked over where my wife and Julie were talking.

"Yeah, she thought we really had to teach Ash a lesson. I told her Ashley is a good kid, she gets amazing grades and she has never been in trouble a day in her life."

"So why is she so pissed?" I asked, sipping my beer.

"I think she just figured Ashley needed some serious repercussions for not only partaking in the weed and beer but letting her friends do it here at our house. Julie's theory is if one of those kids left here and killed someone with their car we'd be responsible," Ted explained.

"I guess she has a point, but that is a harsh punishment for a one-time offense."

"I know. Julie also wants Ashley to find a job. She figures it'll teach her about responsibility and give her less time to hang out and get into trouble with her friends."

"I bet that isn't going to fit into what Ashley had planned for her senior year, huh?" I smiled, finishing my beer and tossing it into the trash can behind the bar.

"Yeah, there's no doubt about that. Plus, it's going to be hard for her to find something that will fit into her schedule and still allow her time to do her homework once school starts in a few weeks. I don't want her grades to suffer."

"True."

"And if I had my choice I wouldn't want her flipping burgers with a bunch of morons making minimum wage. I'd like her to actually be able to learn something and get some work experience that she could actually use going down the line." Ted popped open two more bottles of Magic Hat #9 and slid one over to me as he took a swig of the other.

"Yeah, doesn't Julie know the kids that work at Burger King are the ones that smoke pot and drink beer for fun?" I laughed.

"Exactly!" Ted said, laughing. "Hey, maybe you could use an intern?"

"Me?" My mind raced at the thought of what having young Ashley as my intern would mean. "I'm a freelance writer; I'm not sure what I could really offer her in terms of job experience."

"I'm sure you could use somebody to help you organize your workload or to answer the phone when you're writing. Hell, you could even have her clean your house if you want her to!" Ted smiled as I imagined Ashley in a French Maid uniform.

"Yeah, I'm sure that's another thing that isn't in Ashley's plans for senior year!" I grinned.

"It could be the perfect situation, we don't care about Ashley making money we just want her to learn some responsibility. It would only be for a few hours a week and you're right next door so we won't have to worry about getting her back and forth to a job, you know, since she doesn't have a car. What do you say, Brian?"

"Sure, why not," I said as I heard footsteps coming up behind me, "I guess we can give it a try."

"We can give what a try?" Ashley's voice asked from behind me and I turned around to see her. She looked absolutely stunning. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was wearing a coral pink jersey dress that clung to her body in all the right places. The dress was short and along with her 3½ inch gold metallic heels they gave her the legs that women wanted and men couldn't resist.

"Hi, Ashley," I said, "Nice to see you again." My eyes soaked her in as quick as they could, not wanting to stare.

"Hello Mr. Jones," she said smiling. I noticed the gold cross and chain hanging from her neck as she leaned in and wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug, "Nice to see you again."

"I just convinced Mr. Jones here to give you a job," Ashley's dad offered up from behind the bar.

"Oh yeah?" Ashley asked, "Doing what exactly?"

"Anything he tells you to do," her dad said with a chuckle.

"As I told your dad, I'm not the most organized guy, so maybe you can help me get organized," I said looking into her eyes. "Just some light office work a few hours a week."

"I told him you would clean his whole damn house if he wanted you to," her dad chimed in. "And, the best part for him is that he doesn't have to pay you a dime!"

"I don't know if that's fair," I said turning to Ted as Ashley walked up next to me at the bar. "I'm sure I could pay her something for her time."

"Nonsense, the experience she gets will be more than enough, isn't that right Ashley?" her dad asked as he gave her a stern look.

"Yes, sir. Any experience that Mr. Jones can offer me will be more than enough compensation for my time," Ashley smiled at her father and I could see why he still saw her as his sweet little girl.

"Good, then it's settled," Ashley's dad said, "You two can work out the details between you. And Brian—"

"Yes Ted?"

"You report back to me if she gives you any trouble or doesn't show up when she's supposed to, ok?"

"Sure, not a problem, but I'm sure we won't have any trouble," I said as I looked over at Ashley who was standing next to me. "Do you have any questions for me?"

"Umm... I guess I just need to know when you need me and if I need anything special like my laptop or anything," Ashley said as she leaned against the bar, looking at me with her sparking blue eyes.

"Why don't you give me your school schedule and I can work out the days and times. As for your laptop, we'll just have to make sure that you have a current version of Office on it and we should be set," I said as a few more guys from the neighborhood walked up to the tiki bar and greeted everyone.

"Why don't you take Mr. Jones up to your room and show him your laptop and make sure you've got everything he needs you to have," Ted said as he started making drinks for the newcomers.

"Ok daddy," she smiled and said, "Right this way Mr. Jones."

I looked over across the yard where my wife was talking to a bunch of the neighborhood women. She smiled and nodded at me as I followed Ashley into the house. My wife, no doubt, thought I was taking Ashley inside to talk with her about how bad my wife felt about screwing her out of her new Mustang and Ashley's dad thought I was taking her upstairs to make sure she was ready for her new internship with me. I had a completely different viewpoint on what we were about to accomplish.

Ashley and I walked through the kitchen and to the staircase that led upstairs. The rest of the house was quite and it appeared that everyone was currently outside enjoying the party.

"My room is right upstairs, Mr. Jones," she said as she walked in front of me, giving me a perfect look at her ass in that tight little pink dress. I followed Ashley down the hall and into her bedroom. She walked inside and plopped down on her bed; she crossed her long legs and looked up at me.

"So how did you manage that?" she asked with a smile.

"Manage what?" I asked as I looked around the room. It was a bigger than I'd expected and it was meticulously clean for a teenage girl's room. Pictures of Ashley and her friends covered a couple of big cork boards on the wall and her Macbook Pro sat on her desk next to a couple cheerleading trophies.

"The job, or internship or whatever it is. Pure genius!" she smiled up at me with her blue eyes.

"It was really all your dad's idea; I even tried to talk him out of it," I grinned as I walked over to the French doors at the far end of the room and saw they opened up onto a small balcony that looked out onto the backyard.

"Why would you try and talk him out of it? Are you getting tired of me already?" Ashley stood up and shut her bedroom door, locking it.

"No, I just didn't want to seem too eager at having you all to myself for hours on end," I smiled as she glided across the floor and stood there with me looking out the windows at the people below.

"Good," she giggled as she pulled me away from the windows and towards her queen sized bed. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. I smelled her sweet perfume as my arms wrapped around her waist and I pulled her body close to mine.

"What if someone comes looking for you?" I asked as my hands cupped her ass in that sexy little pink dress.

"They'd only be looking for me if they didn't know where I was, and thanks to you my dad knows exactly where I am and who I'm with," she giggled as her hands ran down my chest, unbuttoning my Hawaiian shirt. She had a point, her dad just offered her up to me on a silver platter so why would he think anything tawdry was going on now that we were alone in his little girl's bedroom?

"True," I moaned as I looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry I missed your texts last night. You were playing with that hot little pussy like a good little slut, huh?" I asked as her face turned a deeper shade of pink than the sexy little dress she was wearing and she finished unbuttoning my shirt.

"Yes, and I wanted your cock, bad," she said as she knelt down in front of me and looked up at me with her blue eyes. "It was all I could think about as I rubbed my little pussy." I took a deep breath. My cock was already standing at full attention and it was pressing hard up against my shorts.

"And what are you going to do to it now?" I groaned as the blonde Catholic high school girl unbuttoned my shorts and slid my throbbing cock free. I reached down and let my hands come to rest on her shoulders as she slid my shorts and boxer-briefs down to the floor.

"You'll see," she said as her soft, wet tongue appeared from between her soft, red lips and rolled slowly around the throbbing head of my cock as she gazed up on me with her blue eyes. I let out a moan and looked down at her on her knees before me.

"Fuck that feels good," I groaned as Ashley slid her red lips slowly down my cock and then back up again, releasing it from her mouth with a cute little popping sound. "Does your daddy know you sneak boys up to your room to suck them off?" I groaned.

"Nope. I've never brought any guys up here before," she said as she looked up at me and engulfed my hard cock again deep into her mouth, her red lips gripped down tight on my throbbing flesh as she took me slowly in and out.

"Really? But, I mean, you weren't a virgin or anything, right?" I asked in a soft moan as her lips and tongue worked my cock over good.

"No, I wasn't a virgin," she smiled up at me as she guided her soft, sweet lips down my shaft until my throbbing head was in her throat. She held it there for a moment before sliding her lips back off of me, never losing eye contact with me. "But, I'd only had sex with one boy, and it wasn't very good."

"Poor girl," I smiled and she giggled.

"Yeah, he never even made me cum." Ashley's hands moved up my chest and I noticed she had pink manicured fingernails with gold French tips to match her outfit. Her mouth slid up and down my cock with faster, deeper strokes as her blue eyes looked up at me.

"How much time do you think we have?" I moaned, grabbing Ashley's ponytail with my left hand and playfully tugging it back.

"Enough time for you to fuck me," she moaned as she slid her red lips from my cock and stood up. She turned towards the bed and spread her legs apart slightly as she bent over her mattress. I moved behind her and slid the hem of her pink dress higher to find out that Ashley wasn't wearing any panties.

"Do you ever wear panties?" I moaned as I moved the short pink dress over her ass, high enough for it to be out of the way.

"Only your wife's," she giggled as she presented her perfect little ass to me. With the extra height the gold heels gave her, her pussy was at just the right height for my throbbing cock.

"She wanted me to talk to you today," I said with a moan as I slipped my hard cock inside of Ashley's waiting pussy.

"Why's that?" she groaned, looking back over her shoulder as she pushed her pussy down on my cock.

"She feels bad about the whole car thing," I said as I thrust my cock deeper into her tiny teenage pussy.

"She's a little late for that," Ashley groaned. I stood behind her and started fucking her pussy fast and hard as she steadied herself with her hands on her bed. My big hands were on her hips, guiding her body up and down my cock.

"I know, but I'll need you to play nice with her if you're going to be my intern," I moaned. My thick cock split Ashley in two as I thrust myself deeper inside her.

"I can do that," she moaned, "For you."

"Good girl," I said as I reached my left hand up and snagged Ashley's soft blonde ponytail. Before I even tugged her back by it Ashley moaned and I could feel her dripping wet pussy starting to contract harder down on my thick cock. 

"I think I like being bad better Mr. Jones," she moaned softly as I pulled the little teenage vixen back hard by her blonde hair and pounded her tight little pussy as it wrapped around my hard throbbing shaft. "Fuck me harder. Make me scream so your bitch wife can hear me," she moaned.

"You'll stay quiet or I'll shove something in your mouth to keep you quiet," I growled low, fucking Ashley harder from behind. My balls slapped up against her little ass as she gripped the bed for leverage. She let out soft little moans as she looked back over her shoulder at me biting her lower lip as I pounded her.

"Fill my pussy up baby," she moaned as I thrust inside her again and again. "I want to feel your cum dripping down my thighs when I go say hello to your wife," she giggled.

I pulled Ashley's hair back and pounded her hard and deep. Her teenage cunt felt amazing as it gripped down firmly on my cock. She was looking back at me and her eyes were filled with desire as I impaled her pussy with every inch of my rock hard married cock.

Ashley was letting out little screams and moans with each deep thrust I filled her with. I wrapped her hair harder around my hand and pulled it back as hard as I could. Her neck bent back and she was looking up at the ceiling and moaning as my throbbing cock pounded her tight, wet cunt with each deep fuckstroke.

"Fuck! Fuck yes," she moaned trying to be quiet.

I reached around with my left hand and slid my fingertips past her ass and past her hip until they were between her legs. I pulled her hair back hard and slammed my cock as deep inside her as I could. My fingertips found her clit and immediately made fast little circles around her sensitive little button and sent her quickly over the edge.

I felt Ashley's tight, wet pussy spasm around my cock and I exploded deep inside her. Somehow neither one of us made much of a sound as our bodies climaxed together with her tiny teen pussy milking my thick married cock for every drop that it had.

Ashley tried to catch her breath; she let out soft little moans as I guided my hard cock slowly in and out of her pussy as our orgasms subsided. I let go of her ponytail and she fell onto the bed in front of me. I slid my cock slowly from her pussy and stood behind her panting.

Ashley sat up on her bed and turned to look at me. She smiled a wicked little grin as I reached for a tissue on her nightstand to clean myself off. Before I could retrieve one she dropped to her knees in front of me and let her soft, wet tongue clean every remaining trace of my jizz from every inch of my cock until she was satisfied with her work.

"Make sure you tell my dad I'm doing a great job." She looked up at me and smiled as she twirled her tongue around my cockhead before kissing it and standing up.

"Oh, I will," I grinned as I pulled my shorts and boxer-briefs back up to my waist and buttoned my Hawaiian shirt. Ashley stood up and moved her little pink dress back down where it should be. She fixed her makeup as she checked herself out in the mirror before she turned to me.

"How do I look?" she asked with a smile.

"You look amazing, as always."

"You're too sweet," she giggled. "Except for that whole married man fucking the horny little high school girl thing."

"Yeah, yeah, are you ready?" I grinned and shook my head.

"Yup, let's party!" she smiled as she opened the bedroom door and led me back downstairs to the kitchen. "I need to go say hello to your wife," she said with a grin as she looked over her shoulder at me then headed back out into the yard. 



Ashley's Revenge Ch. 05



"You gave her a what?" my wife Katherine screamed at me as I grabbed a bottle of ice cold Mexican Coca-Cola out of our fridge. We'd just gotten back from the barbeque over at Ashley's parents' house and she had asked me how my chat with Ashley had gone. I told her about how Ashley's dad came up with the internship idea and how I had agreed to give it a shot.

"An internship, a job, whatever you want to call it. I don't see why you're so upset." I popped the top off the Coke and walked over and sat down at our kitchen table.

"I'm upset because I don't want that girl in my house, especially when I'm not around," she said as she sat down at the table across from me.

"Look, I thought you wanted to make nice because of the whole car thing. You're the one that asked me to talk to her."

"Yes, talk to her. I just wanted to smooth things over so that we could move on from her staring me down every time I saw her."

"Didn't we accomplish that?" I asked, recalling how Ashley went up to greet my wife after our little escapade in her bedroom. Sure, Ashley had just fucked her husband but she didn't know that.

"I guess," my wife said, "but I still don't trust her. She was way too over the top nice to me when she came over to hug me at the party."

"So, first she was being a bitch that was staring you down and you didn't like that, and now she's being too nice and giving you hugs and you don't like that either? I'm confused."

"I don't trust her, period," my wife said as she glared at me across the wooden table.

"Look, if I tell her now that she can't have the job you don't think she's going to know you changed my mind about it?" I asked as I took a sip of the soda.

"Great, so I'm the bad guy again. This is fucking fantastic," she said.

"Let's give her a chance, Ted said we could have her clean the house if we wanted her too and you're always saying you could use some help around here, aren't you?"

"Yeah, but what I mean is that you shouldn't leave your crap lying all over the place," she said as her hands flew up in the air exasperated. "Besides, I doubt little Princess Ashley knows much about cleaning anything."

"Well, we'll find out, won't we? I told her she can come over Monday morning and I'd get her up to speed," I said looking at her across the table.

"I just don't like it. I don't trust her and I certainly don't want her in my house when I'm not around," she snapped as I sat back down at the table.

"What do you think she's going to do? I'm going to have her organizing some old ideas I've had for stories and have her help me go through all the junk mail."

"I don't know what she's going to do, and having you in charge of her doesn't make me feel much better. I see how you look at her."

"And how is it that I look at her exactly?" I asked looking across the table. Knowing damn well that I've been caught at least a few times watching Ashley as she sunbathed in one of her little bikinis in her back yard.

"Like you want to fuck her, that's how!" she yelled. I took a deep breath, trying to use my years of card playing with the guys to put on a good poker face. I was hoping I didn't have any tells that I didn't know about.

"Look, she's hot, I'm not going to sit here and tell you she's not. You have no problem telling me that Derek Jeter is hot anytime he comes on the television screen so what's so different about this?"

"Derek Jeter doesn't live next door!"

"So you must think I'd have a shot with Ashley?" I laughed as I got up to throw the empty Coca-Cola bottle into the trash.

"I didn't say that, did I?"

"It seems like you are, if you're worried about her being alone with me because of the way I look at her. She's hot, but she's just a kid." The minute I said it I heard Ashley's voice telling me it was ok to call her a kid so that my wife wouldn't think she was a threat.

"You are over twice her age."

"There you go," I smiled.

"It still doesn't mean that I have to like it. Just because she screwed up doesn't mean you have to babysit her," my wife said as she tapped her fingernails on the table.

"Look, I told Ted that we'd give this a try and I'll take care of it. She might actually be able to help both of us around here. You're off at work most of the day anyway so I'll make sure your paths don't cross much, if at all."

"Whatever," she said as she got up and left the kitchen. I heard her footsteps heading up the stairs as I sat there at our kitchen table. I took a deep breath and shook my head. What the hell had I gotten myself into? I guess I should have known that my wife might have a problem with the job offer but I thought if I blamed it on Ashley's dad roping me in to it I could avoid most of her wrath. I guess I was wrong.

I was a bit ramped up from the argument with my wife and from guzzling the caffeine and sugar in the Mexican Coke so I decided to slip into my running gear and get a few miles in. It was cooling down nicely outside and I figured it would give me some time to think and to clear my head.

As I started down the street I thought about Ashley in her little pink dress, down on her knees in her bedroom with my cock in her mouth. I thought about the night we spent together and how she sucked me off while I talked to my wife on the phone. I knew that I was thinking with my dick, but how could I not think with my dick? How many guys my age get the chance to fuck a gorgeous young hottie like Ashley? I knew I was a married man, but how could I turn that down?

I had always been a faithful husband and I was a bit surprised myself at how easily I was able to flip that switch once Ashley had me in her sights. I guess that's the problem with cheating, once you've given in and done it just once you're a cheater. There is no taking it back, so where is the incentive to stop if you don't get caught? Sure, there were moments where I felt the guilt creeping in over me but it was never stronger than the lust and desire I had to keep fucking the sexy blonde high school girl.

I asked myself why it couldn't be a win-win situation. My wife said it herself, I was always in the mood and she simply was not. Why didn't it make sense then that if fucking Ashley also helped my wife's and my sex life that the affair could be a good thing? Oh, the things that guys thinking with their dicks will come up with.

My heart rate was up now as I ran down the dimly lit street. I knew the question that I should be asking myself was what happens when it's over? I didn't want to think about that, knowing that none of the endings would be perfect and some would be downright destructive. I knew I wasn't being rational, but I figured if I didn't dwell on it I could enjoy the lurid fantasy while it lasted.

It was just after 8AM on Monday morning and my wife and I were sitting back at the kitchen table having breakfast. She was wearing a black business suit and heels and was catching up on the latest news on her tablet. I was sitting across from her wearing blue jeans and an old Doors t-shirt having my morning coffee. She was getting ready to head off to work managing her family's chain of furniture stores while I was awaiting the arrival of my new intern, Ashley, something my wife and I hadn't talked about since our argument right after the barbecue.

"So what do you have planned for the little princess today?" my wife asked looking up from her iPad.

"Just the basics, I need to show her my workflow and see where she can be helpful. If I'm lucky she'll be able to help me get a bit more organized. Why, do you have something that she could do?" I asked seriously, looking up at her as I sipped my glass of orange juice.

"Well, there is laundry to be done and the tile in the showers could use a good scrubbing, not to mention the toilets," she smiled as she closed her iPad case.

"You're starting to sound like an evil step-mother in a Disney story," I laughed.

"Hey, you did say that Ted offered that she'd clean the whole house if we wanted her to. What time is she supposed to be here anyway?"

"I told her to be here at 9AM, why?" I asked.

"Because she's already walking up to the deck," my wife said motioning out the window.

I turned to look and sure enough Ashley was climbing the steps to the deck that would lead her right up to the back doors. She was wearing a pink v-neck t-shirt, the shortest jean shorts that I'd ever seen in my life, a pair of frilly white socks and a red pair of Keds. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and the chain with the gold cross was once again around her neck and she was carrying her MacBook Pro under her arm. I started to get up to open the door when my wife stopped me.

"I'll get it," she said curtly as she walked over to the big French Doors and opened one of them.

"Hi Mrs. Jones," Ashley said gleefully as she bounced inside the house.

"Good morning, Ashley," my wife said. "You're early."

"I know, I wanted to make a good impression and I wanted to get here before you left for work," Ashley replied before she turned to me smiling, "Hi Mr. Jones!"

"Good morning Ashley," I said with a smile.

"Why did you want to see me?" my wife asked as Ashley leaned up against the counter and put her laptop down on it.

"I just wanted to make sure you were cool with this internship thing, it would mean a lot to me if you were," Ashley smiled and looked squarely at my wife.

"It doesn't have much to do with me," my wife deadpanned.

"But it does," Ashley about shrieked, "This is your house and your husband that's giving me this opportunity. I know I screwed up with the beer and pot thing, and I don't blame you anymore for telling my mom. You did the right thing and I screwed up and I have to take responsibility for it."

"That's very mature of you," my wife nodded.

"Thank you; I just want you to know that I'm not some screw-up. I know I was such an idiot, I never even thought about my friends driving home after getting drunk or high that night; believe me I'll never do that again." Ashley looked at my wife for her approval.

"So you and I are good?" my wife asked.

"Oh, we're more than good," Ashley said as she closed the distance between her and my wife in an instant. Ashley smiled as she threw her arms around my wife and gave her a big hug. Even with my wife in heels and Ashley only in her Keds they were about the same height.

"Ok, Ashley, I got it, we're good," my wife gave a thin smile as Ashley pulled away.

"Thank you, because I wouldn't feel right taking the internship if you weren't on board with it Mrs. Jones. I look forward to learning a lot from your husband and helping you out. Like my dad said, if you need me to help with anything around here just let me know. It's a hell of a lot better than waiting tables or flipping burgers," Ashley smiled.

"I suppose it is," my wife said as she grabbed her iPad and gave me a kiss. "Well you two have fun, I'm off to work."

"We'll try," I said.

"Good-bye Mrs. Jones, thanks again," Ashley added as my wife made her way down the staircase and then down the hall and through the door into the garage to get to her car.

"Who are you?" I smiled at Ashley the second I heard the low moan of the garage door rumbling open.

"What do you mean," she giggled as she walked over to me and sat down in my lap as I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"I asked you to play nice, but that was—"

"Pretty epic, huh? I've done a lot of school plays," she smiled as she leaned her body towards me and our lips met for a long, soft kiss.

"So that was all an acting job, huh?" I moaned as Ashley leaned closer and softly kissed my neck.

"Oh yeah, that bitch is going down," she giggled.

"God, you are so bad," I whispered softly into her ear as she playfully bit down on my neck.

"I know, that's what you like about me," Ashley grinned, looking up at me with her amazing blue eyes.

"Oh, is that what it is?" I asked with a big grin.

"Among other things, yes," she smiled wide. "What's first on our agenda today, boss?" Ashley's hand moved down between my legs and grabbed a hold of my hardening cock through my jeans.

"You know we're going to actually have to get a little work done to make it look good, right?" I moaned as I pulled Ashley's body closer to mine. I could smell her sweet perfume and the hint of vanilla made me want to devour every inch of her body.

"Aww, that's no fun," she moaned playfully before kissing my lips softly.

"I know, but we wouldn't want my wife getting suspicious, would we?" I asked. Ashley bit her lower lip and contemplated it for a moment.

"No, I guess we wouldn't want the bitch to get suspicious," Ashley giggled quietly as I softly kissed her neck.

"She said if I ran out of work for you there was laundry to be done and the bathrooms need to be cleaned," I groaned as Ashley gently traced my earlobe with her soft tongue before playfully nibbling on it.

"I'm so glad my dad said I could be a maid," Ashley sighed.

"Yeah, I shouldn't have even mentioned it to her, but we were fighting about me giving you the job."

"It's ok, if she wants a maid then maybe we should throw her black lace panties in the washing machine," Ashley giggled, "I know they need cleaning."

"You have no idea."

Ashley pushed herself back so she was looking into my eyes. "What do you mean I have no idea?"

"Let's just say they haven't stayed in the drawer since we used them," I smiled, hoping that Ashley was going to like the story I was about to tell her and not get pissed off.

"Oh, do tell," she said with a wicked little grin as she put her arms around my neck.

"Well, I was a little; I guess you'd say, worked up after our texting conversation when you were on your way back from the lake house."

"The Lindsey thing?" Ashley giggled.

"That among other things," I said.

"Ok," she nodded.

"Anyway, I was thinking of taking matters into my own hands but decided to go see what Katherine was doing instead."

"And what was the bitch doing?"

"She was sitting in bed reading something on her Kindle."

"Well, then I know she couldn't have been wearing that sexy little babydoll," Ashley smiled sweetly.

"No, she wasn't. She was wearing some horrid flannel pajamas that she bought at Costco."

"Eww!" Ashley's face showed her disgust as her whole body shivered.

"I know, right?" I smiled. "Anyway, seeing her on the bed made me think of what you and I did right there where she was sitting and by that point I was really, really horny."

"So what did you do?" Ashley asked, her blue eyes looking deeply into mine.

"I fucked her." Ashley sat there in my lap for a few moments with her arms around my neck and her blue eyes searching my eyes as she contemplated her reaction.

"If she was in Costco PJs, how did the black lace panties come into play?" she asked, the smile temporarily gone from her face.

"I fucked her with them."

"You fucked her with the panties?"

"Yes, I pulled her to her feet and I dressed her in the black lace babydoll that only you had worn up until that point. I swear I could still smell your perfume on it, which made it that much hotter. I pushed her back down onto the bed and then wrapped the panties you'd soaked with your sweet juices over two of my fingers and I fucked her with them."

"Holy fuck," Ashley said as the smile came back onto her face. "That is so hot and incredibly naughty!"

"So, you're not mad?" I asked, watching her eyes.

"No, for a minute I thought I was going to be, but wow that is so fucking twisted!" she smiled and leaned closer.

"It gets worse, or better, depending how you look at it."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, after she soaked them I brought them up to her lips and made her suck on them."

"No fucking way!" Ashley laughed. "That is crazy!"

"She said they tasted sweet," I grinned and looked into Ashley's eyes.

"Well, I am pretty sweet, aren't I?" she giggled and then leaned in and pressed her soft red lips hard up against my lips and kissed me deeply. My hands slowly explored her body as the kisses grew in intensity.

"You are very sweet," I moaned, "In face I want to eat you right now," I groaned as I picked her up and carried her over to the big island in the middle of the kitchen and put her down on it. I looked up into her eyes as my big hands quickly found the buttons holding her shorts together and unbuttoned them. Ashley stared back into my eyes and smiled, biting her lower lip as she watched me.

"What about work?" she giggled as I slid her short jean shorts down her long, slim legs. I noticed the sexy black lace thong that she was wearing, it had a small pink bow on it at the top and made me think of unwrapping a present.

"You're wearing panties," I moaned low as I threw her shorts onto the kitchen table.

"There's a first time for everything," she smiled as I pulled her body to the edge of the counter and kissed her. She pulled my Doors t-shirt up and I broke the kiss to take it the rest of the way off over my head. I could feel the heels of her Keds pressing against my back as she pulled me in for more.

"I guess there is," I smiled as I pushed her body back down on the island and used my hands to slide her pink t-shirt up over her firm young breasts, revealing a matching black lace bra with a sweet little pink bow. My hands caressed her warm flesh through the fabric as I leaned in and kissed her stomach.

I kissed my way slowly down her soft, warm skin. Glancing up at her as my tongue traced her navel and she giggled.

"Don't tell me you're ticklish," I moaned as my hands moved to Ashley's slim hips and took a hold of both sides of her little lace thong.

"I'm not," she groaned as I ran my tongue softly across her belly button again and then softly bit on the soft skin right above her hips, sending her into a giggling fit.

"Uh huh, I think you're a dirty little liar," I said as I looked up into Ashley's eyes as my hands started sliding her black lace thong off. I looked at her beautiful shaved pink pussy glistening in the morning sun and I couldn't wait to feast upon it.

"Nope, not me, I'm a good girl," she smiled as she unwrapped her legs from around me long enough for me to slide the panties over her legs and past her Keds. I smiled at her as I slid them into the pocket of my jeans.

"You are very good indeed Ashley," I moved towards her and put her legs up over my shoulders as I leaned down and softly kissed her soft pink pussy lips. I flicked them with my tongue and she let out a soft moan. I slid my hands up her body and couldn't help but tickle her when my big hands found the soft skin on the sides of her stomach. Her body twisted on the counter and her legs pulled me down hard on top of her.

"Stop!" she shrieked, so I pulled my hands back and stopped teasing her pussy with my tongue. "No! Just stop tickling me, continue with the rest," she moaned.

I put my hands firmly onto her hips and I leaned in and found her soft little clit. I kissed it ever so softly with my lips a few times before I let my tongue out to make some soft, quick circles around her sensitive little button. Her body twisted again, but this time her legs pulled me closer and wouldn't let me stop as my tongue continued rolling around her hot, wet flesh.

Ashley propped herself up on her elbows and she looked down at me, watching me devour her sweet young pussy with my tongue. I looked up into her eyes as I flicked her clit softly with the tip of my tongue causing her to let out a soft little moan.

I rolled my tongue and let it slide deep into Ashley's tight wet pussy as my hands caressed her breasts through her black lace bra. Her nipples were rock hard so I squeezed them tightly between my thumb and fingertips. Ashley closed her eyes and leaned her head back as I let my tongue slide in and out of her dripping wet pussy.




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 05



I buried my face between her legs and she thrust her hips up to meet me. I loved the way she smelled, her fruity perfume so sweet and vibrant just like her. Her pussy was like candy, melting in my mouth and putting my taste buds into ecstasy. She moved her legs from my shoulders and wrapped them around my torso; I could again feel the heels of her red Keds digging into my back as her grip on me tightened.

As my hands cupped her firm teen breasts I could feel her chest rising and falling in quick little breaths. I thrust my tongue deeper in and out of her and moaned as I enjoyed the sensation of her sweet candy juices coating my tongue. I felt her reach down and grab me by my hair as she pressed me down harder into her pussy.

I pulled my head back long enough for the tip of my tongue to make a few more teasing twirls around her sweet clit before I drove it back home deep inside her scorching little box causing her to let out a high pitched moan.

"Oh yes!" she cried out as my tongue darted in and out of her tiny pussy. My big, strong hands squeezed her nipples as she gripped my hair harder and started thrusting her pussy into my face to meet each thrust of my hot wet tongue.

"Right there!" she screamed, her Keds now grinding into my back. "Fuck baby!" she yelled as I let out a deep, low moan as my tongue twirled inside her, vibrating her sweet little pussy and clit. She let out a series of high pitched moans and screams as she gasped for breath as I thoroughly worked her over with my mouth and tongue.

She let go of my hair and gripped both sides of the countertop as she screamed, "Fuck! I'm cumming baby!" Her hips thrust up hard as her long legs pulled me into her as tightly as they could. I pounded my tongue deep inside her gushing pussy as I continued to moan, making sure my upper lip was pressed firmly up against her sweet flesh to transmit the vibrations to her clit.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she screamed as her body twisted and turned on top of the island. I brought my big hands down to her slim hips to try and keep her still as I teased her with my tongue. Her body rode out her orgasm and after a few more moments and she released her legs and collapsed back onto the countertop.

I stood up and looked at her, the sexy little Catholic school girl half-naked on my kitchen counter. Her long legs hanging down over the edge of the island as she lay there with her eyes closed trying to catch her breath. I knew why my wife didn't trust her, and I wasn't quite sure just how much I trusted her. One thing I did know was that fucking young Ashley made me feel alive and brought some excitement into my life.

"Wow," Ashley muttered when she finally opened her eyes, "that was amazing," she said as she looked up at me with her sparkling blue eyes, still laying back on the countertop.

"I try to keep my employees happy," I quipped and Ashley laughed, sitting up and sliding her pink v-neck down over her body.

"Is that because you don't pay them?" she smiled.

"Right, have to make up for that somehow," I nodded.

"If I was your wife I'd want that treatment every morning!" she giggled as she held her hand out for mine. I took it and she pulled me to her and kissed me softly. She moaned and kissed me harder, her sweet tongue slipping into my mouth where my tongue met it. She twirled her tongue around mine a couple of times and pulled back.

"I do taste sweet, don't I?" she asked grinning.

"Yes, like cotton candy baby," I said looking deep into her eyes.

"I like that."

"Mmhmm, you're sweet and you melt in my mouth," I grinned as I turned to walk over to the kitchen table. I picked up her jean shorts and brought them over to her.

"You're not going to fuck me?" she pouted.

"Not yet," I smiled, loving the fact that she wanted more. "We need to get some work done first," I smiled as I handed her the shortest jean shorts known to man.

"Wow, I've never heard of a guy that didn't want, or downright demand, something right after going down on a girl," she said grinning.

"Well Ashley, I am not most guys."

"That is true," she giggled as she looked up at me, "What about my panties?"

"What panties?" I asked with a smile.

"The ones in your pocket; don't think I didn't notice that," she grinned and looked into my eyes.

"Maybe you'll get them back and maybe you won't." Ashley shook her head and smiled as she slid her shorts back on to her body. She jumped down off the counter and pulled them all the way up and buttoned them.

"It's bad enough that I'm not getting paid, I'll be losing serious money if you steal all my panties!" she laughed.

"That's just the risk you're going to have to take." I picked up my Doors t-shirt and slid it back over my head.

"Just don't forget they're in your pocket and let your wife find them in the laundry."

"She won't, I hear we have a girl to do the laundry now," I smiled wide and Ashley grinned and shook her head, her blonde ponytail flying left to right.

"Grab your laptop and let's head upstairs to the office."

"Yes, sir," she giggled as she retrieved her laptop from the counter and went bouncing her way out of the kitchen and up the staircase. I followed her up and once we got to the end of the hall she looked into the master bedroom. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather go in here?" she smiled.

"Not yet," I said as I put my hand on the small of her back and guided her into the office. She walked over to the window and looked outside.

"You can see right into my bedroom from here," she said as she sat her laptop down on my desk. "Good thing you don't have binoculars or a telescope or anything."

"Who says I don't?" I smiled, walking up behind Ashley as she looked out the window.

"You're a bad man Mr. Jones!" she smiled, her eyes wide, as she turned to me.

"And you are?" I chuckled as I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her young body to mine.

"I'm Ashley silly!" she giggled as she threw her arms around my neck before pulling me down and kissing me. "You're too damn tall when I'm not wearing heels," she moaned. At 6'6" I am taller than most men and I have never had a problem using that to my advantage with the ladies.

"Let's get to work," I said as I leaned in to give Ashley one more soft kiss. I picked up one of the small chairs that was sitting across from my desk and brought it around so she could sit next to me. "Boot up your Mac," I said as I sat down in my large black leather hair. Ashley sat in the chair next to me and crossed her smooth long legs. She reached over and opened up her laptop and turned it on.

"So what do you write anyway, mainly tech stuff?" she asked as her machine came to life.

"A lot of different things, really," I said leaning back in my chair. "I started out writing for a few different PC magazines that sadly aren't around anymore. Then I started my own tech blog and a few mainstream sites like FoxNews.com started licensing my content."

"That's cool, so you still have the blog?" Ashley asked, leaning closer to me as she spoke.

"No, it ended up being bought out by AOL years ago for an ungodly amount of money that I couldn't resist."

"Wow, that's awesome!" Ashley smiled.

"It was a fun time; things on the Internet were different back then. It was a great learning experience growing something from the ground up. But I was lucky really; I sold the company just before the bubble burst," I said, watching Ashley's eyes.

"Sounds like more savvy than luck to me," she cooed.

"I'd like to think so," I smiled. "Otherwise I've written a few tech books but there's such a limited market for them that it's hard to make any money doing that. Don't laugh, but the books I've made the most on are romance novels."

"No way!" Ashley giggled, tilting her head and looking at me quizzically with her sparkling blue eyes. "Are you serious?"

"I am, but I don't really broadcast it," I grinned, "I write them under the name of Candice Heatherton."

"Holy shit, you wrote 'The Endless Night'?" Ashley looked over at me with a look of wonder on her face, and if I'm not mistaken she was starting to blush.

"I did." I nodded and looked deep into her blue eyes.

"That book is so hot," she said looking out the window, biting down on her lower lip as if lost in thought.

"I'm glad you liked it," I said watching her.

"I was reading that the first time I..." There was no doubt about it now, Ashley was blushing, and blushing a lot. Her face a crimson red as she looked at me with her amazing blue eyes and said, "The first time I ever played with myself."

"Oh," was all I could muster up as a reply. By the heat I could feel on my face all of a sudden I do believe I was blushing a bit myself.

"I can't work right now," Ashley said as she slid her tall, sexy body out of her chair and got down on her knees in front of me. She looked up at me with lust burning in her blue eyes as she reached out and grabbed me by my black leather belt and unbuckled it.

"Are you disobeying me?" I moaned low as Ashley unbuttoned my blue Levis and pulled my hardening cock free from my black Calvin Klein boxer-briefs.

"Mmhmm," she nodded up at me as she let her tongue make slow circles around the head of my cock as it hardened quickly in her hands.

"Your dad told me to let him know if you gave me any trouble," I moaned as Ashley's soft, red lips made their way down past my cockhead and down my hard shaft.

"Then call him," Ashley moaned as she reached up on my desk and grabbed the handset of my phone and handed it to me before letting her lips engulf my rock hard flesh once again.

"You are such a bad girl," I moaned, returning the phone to its cradle. I looked down at Ashley and watched her moving her mouth up and down on my cock, her blonde ponytail bobbing up and down as she took me deeper and deeper into her mouth. She pulled my jeans and my boxer-briefs down my legs as she continued working my cock with her lips. I kicked my shoes and socks off before she pulled the jeans and boxers free.

"You're right," she said as she slid her lips off my cock and looked up at me. "I'm a very bad girl," she moaned as she let her tongue touch the throbbing tip of my cock, then she playfully flicked it as she gazed deep into my eyes. "Tell me to stop," she moaned as her lips slid back down on my flesh and took just the head of my cock into her hot, wet mouth.

"Stop," I moaned low and smiled at her as she slid her soft, red lips off my cock and looked up at me. Her hand was holding my cock at the base and she tilted her head to the left and bit on her lower lip as I looked into her eyes.

"Really?" she groaned surprised, "You want me to stop Mr. Jones? You want me to stop sucking on this big, delicious, married cock?" Her eyes were cutting right through me and I was sure she could feel my cock throbbing even harder as she spoke those words in her sweet little girl voice.

"Mmhmm," I moaned weakly as her eyes probed me. Her hand was still holding the base of my rock hard cock as I sat there gripping the arms of my office chair.

"So, you don't want to shove this beautiful big cock deep inside my tight little pussy Mr. Jones? I have to tell you, it is dripping wet right now and as you saw earlier I shaved it especially good for you this morning."

"I do appreciate that," I smiled, looking into her eyes.

"You know it would feel so good for me to straddle you on that big chair and let your big throbbing cock slide slowly into my hot, wet pussy," she groaned.

"I do," I nodded.

"You're enjoying making me wait, aren't you," she groaned as she bit her lip and tightened her grip around my cock.

"I am," I smiled.

"What do you want from me, Mr. Jones?" she asked as she brought her lips down so that they were less than an inch from the head of my cock. "You've already got my pussy soaked and I so need to get out of these shorts and onto your cock," she moaned and I could feel her hot breath engulfing my throbbing cock.

"I want to know you'll listen when I tell you something," I moaned low as I reached out and grabbed a hold of her soft blonde ponytail. "I want to know that the things we do will stay between us. I want to know that you'll do whatever I want you to do whenever I want you to do it."

"Yes, anything Mr. Jones." Ashley looked up at me, the lust boiling over in her sexy blue eyes as she breathed hard and nodded her head.

"I want to know that you understand that you're not in competition with my wife and that I don't plan on leaving her for you, we've been married too long and you are way too young to know what you want long term, agreed?"

"Yes, sir," Ashley nodded and moaned as she looked up into my eyes as she gasped for breath.

"And the most important thing," I growled as I pulled her back hard by her soft blonde ponytail and looked deep into her blue eyes, "You are my little slut and nobody else's," I said as she let out a moan. "From now on I'm the only man you fuck, suck or touch. Understood? You're free to end our relationship at any time, but when you do it's over and you can't come back for more. And once it is done you vow to never speak of it to anyone ever again. Got it?"

Ashley moaned loudly and nodded her head, "Yes, anything baby. Anything you want. I'm your little slut. God, how do you make me feel this way?" she asked looking up at me. "Do you even realize that you just made me fucking cum my pulling my hair back and talking to me? Please, may I suck your cock now?" she moaned full of longing and lust.

"Yes, Ashley," I nodded, "you may." Before I could even get the words out of my mouth her soft red lips were gliding up and down my cock. I moaned as I tugged her blonde ponytail back and I saw her reach down and unbutton her shorts before sliding her right hand inside them. Her hand between her legs, Ashley furiously rubbed her pussy as she devoured my cock deep inside her hot, wet mouth.

"Let's get you out of those shorts," I moaned as I tugged back on her hair.

"Finally," she moaned as she slid her lips from my cock and stood up in front of me. I reached for her shorts and slid them down her long sexy legs. Her little pink pussy was dripping wet and her sweet juices coated her thighs.

"Come here," I moaned as I reached out and pulled her body up on the big leather chair with me. Her long, slim legs straddled me as she leaned forward and kissed me hard. Her soft lips grinding passionately against mine as her sweet tongue darted into my mouth. I reached for the bottom of her pink v-neck and slid it off up over her head.

Ashley looked into my eyes as she straddled me on the chair. She was stripped down to just her sexy black lace bra and her Red Keds with the frilly white socks. My eyes focused on the gold cross around her neck as she reached her hands behind her back and unclasped her sexy little bra and let it fall. I grabbed and tossed it across my desk as I wondered how a Catholic school girl could be such a delicious little slut. She reached down and quickly took my Doors t-shirt off and tossed it to the floor the moment it was clear of my body.

"Mr. Jones, may I slide my tight little pussy down on your big, hard cock now?" she asked playfully as she moved her body down so that her dripping wet pussy was just a mere millimeter or so away from my rock hard cock.

My big, strong hands moved to her hips as I looked into her eyes. Ashley was looking back at me with a little naughty grin on her face. She was an absolute fantasy; there was no doubt about it. I wasn't sure that I could even resist her if I tried.

"Yes Ashley," I whispered and felt her tight wet teenage pussy slide ever so slowly down onto my hard waiting cock. "Fuck, you feel amazing," I moaned as her pussy slid down slowly past my cockhead.

"Mr. Jones," she leaned in and whispered in my ear as she slowly rode me, "you know what I said about the first time I played with my pussy while reading your book?"

"Yes Ashley."

"I was imaging you," she moaned as her body came down hard on my throbbing cock and remained there. I reached up and grabbed a hold of her blonde ponytail and pulled her head back so I could see her face.

"You were what?" I asked, surprised at the notion that this young goddess that I'd been fantasizing about for years had also been fantasizing about me.

"The character Don, the way you described him fit you to a T. He is your height, has piercing green eyes like you and he has dark brown hair that a girl just wants to run her fingers through. He is you," she smiled as she leaned in and kissed my lips as her pussy stayed glued to my cock. I could feel it contracting against my throbbing flesh and I let out a low moan as I felt Ashley's fingers running through my hair.

"So I was the first guy you ever, came to?" I groaned.

"Mmhmm, you were. Wild, right?" Ashley moaned as her hands moved to my shoulders and she guided her body up and down as she rode me.

"How long ago was this?" My mind was racing doing calculations that made me feel like a dirty old man but it didn't change the fact that every last inch of my body was on fire for this sexy blonde vixen as she slid her tight wet pussy slowly up and down my raging cock.

"I was fourteen," she moaned then giggled, "I guess I've been crushing on you for a long, long time Mr. Jones."

"Fuck," I moaned as my hands moved to her slim hips and gripped her body tightly. I thrust my big thick cock deep inside of her tight little pussy and I pulled her body down on me. I felt Ashley's tongue in my ear as I devoured her left breast in my mouth. Thrusting and pulling and thrusting and pulling, faster and deeper and harder over and over again. I sucked playfully on her hard nipple and she screamed out and gripped my broad shoulders tightly in her hands.

"Oh yes!" she screamed as I continued to thrust myself deep inside of her. My tongue rolled quickly around her sweet flesh as she bounced up and down on my cock. For a brief second I thought the chair was going to break beneath us. I felt her pussy contract hard around my cock as she let out a scream as she let go and absolutely soaked me as she squirted her way through an amazing climax.

"Fuck yes," I moaned and I knew I was close. I used my hands to manhandle her young body, making sure that her tight little pussy continued sliding up and down on my cock faster and faster. Ashley let out a string of little high pitched groans in my ear as I to thrust myself deep inside her. I pulled her sweat covered body down hard on to my cock as I thrust and felt the explosion that sent loads of my white hot cum deep inside of Ashley's waiting pussy.

"God yes," she moaned as she bit down on my neck.

"Ashley," I moaned as I used every last bit of energy that I had to keep pounding my cock in and out of her tight, wet hole. I felt like my body was floating, I couldn't feel anything but pure pleasure as my cock was drained of every last drop deep inside her perfect pussy. "You are amazing," I whispered out of breath as I sunk back into the chair and Ashley collapsed down onto my chest.

"Is it time for work yet?" she whispered breathlessly into my ear and giggled.

"Maybe after a little nap," I laughed and kissed her neck. My arms tightly wrapped around her body as we both tried to catch our breath.



Ashley's Revenge Ch. 06



I was sitting in my office staring at a blank computer screen waiting for my wife to get home and thinking about the bombshell that Ashley dropped on me a few hours earlier when she told me that I was the man that she was imagining the first time she had ever played with her sweet little pussy and made herself cum. I tried my best to wrap my mind around the fact that Ashley had been fantasizing about me for years now and that my wife finally just gave her a reason to act on it when she told Ashley's mom about her and her friends drinking and getting high.

These revelations made things so much more complicated. My mind flashed back to all of those summer days when Ashley would be sunbathing in her backyard in one of those amazing little bikinis where it seemed like every time I would be out cutting the grass she would appear like magic. I always assumed I was just getting lucky, but now it seemed like luck had nothing to do with it and Ashley was putting on a show for my benefit.

Knowing a girl like Ashley was crushing on me gave me an immense ego boost. It also made me realize that this relationship, or arrangement, or whatever you want to call what we had entered into carried a lot more baggage than I'd initially realized. This wasn't a girl fucking someone's husband just to get back at the wife; this was a girl fucking someone's husband because she wanted to fuck him and the revenge just happened to fit into the plan.

I flashed back to Ashley on her knees in front of me at my desk and how I pulled her sexy blonde hair back and told her that she was my little slut and that I would do with her as I pleased. I really wasn't sure what had come over me, maybe I was trying to scare her away and sabotage the relationship or maybe I was just trying to see how far I could push young sexy Ashley. The answer so far seemed to be that I could push her pretty damn far.

I knew what we were doing was wrong. I knew that it couldn't last forever and I knew that when it ended it could leave behind all sorts of catastrophes in its wake. Maybe if Ashley wasn't so tall, and so blonde and so very, very sexy I could have done the right thing and ended it on so many different occasions or prevented it from happening in the first place. Instead, I had to admit to myself that I wanted more and I was willing to roll the dice that it would be worth it in the end.

When I heard the door that led in from the garage downstairs slam shut I opened up my Internet browser and loaded MLB.com to see who the starting pitchers were for the games that evening. My fantasy baseball team had been slipping due to me spending a bit too much time with my now very real fantasy.

It was a good five minutes before my wife Katherine appeared in the doorway to my office.

"Hi, I'm home," she said as she walked into the room still in her business suit and heels.

"Hey," I smiled as I looked up at her. "How was your day?"

"The usual, idiot customers, idiot employees, the computer system crashed for about 45 minutes making everyone lose their minds. How was your day with your new intern?" she asked as she sat down in one of the chairs across from my desk.

"It actually went pretty well, I was impressed with Ashley." I was not lying, I was impressed that she could put on such and act in front of my wife and also do whatever was needed to win whatever game she was playing.

"I noticed the bathrooms are sparkling clean, did you really have her do that or did you clean them after she left?"

"Me clean them?" I laughed, "You must be kidding. That was all her, and she washed most of the laundry too and said she'd do the ironing tomorrow. She really seemed eager to impress you," I said looking over at her, waiting for her reaction.

"Wow, maybe I have had her pegged all wrong," my wife said as she leaned forward in her chair.

"Anything's possible," I grinned.

"Was she able to help you with your writing stuff too?"

"Yes, actually she is really smart and creative. She gave me some great feedback on some of the story ideas I had her sorting out."

"That's good," my wife said. "So she really scrubbed the toilets?"

"Yes, evil step-mom, she did," I smiled.

"Now I kind of feel bad, I never thought you'd really have her do that."

"Why? Everyone seemed to agree that she needed to learn a little responsibility, right?"

"Yeah, but I just thought you just wanted a little eye-candy around the house for a while. What the hell was with those shorts she was wearing today? Could they make them any shorter?" My wife looked over at me and shook her head in disbelief.

"I didn't really notice," I smiled, "it's probably just what the kids are wearing this year."

"You didn't notice, huh?" my wife smirked.

"That's my story and I'm sticking to it," I grinned.

"Well, I know it was only one day but so far I'm impressed and somewhat elated that I don't have to do the laundry tonight. Maybe this internship thing with you is a good deal all the way around."

"I hope so, maybe I'll mold her into a future bestselling author," I said as I leaned back in my chair and looked across the desk at my wife.

"Let's not push it," she smiled. "How many days a week is she going to be here?"

"Probably three days a week or so until school starts then we'll cut it back to just a couple days after school and maybe a day here and there on the weekend."

"I guess if she keeps showing up and working hard I could talk to Julie about the car thing. Ashley really did seem sorry for her actions this morning. I really wasn't expecting her to hug me and tell me I did the right thing by telling her mom. I'll admit it, maybe I was wrong about her," she said as she stood up, "I'll go make us something for dinner."

"I'll be down in a few, just need to set my fantasy baseball lineups for tonight," I smiled.

My wife exited my office and headed downstairs to make dinner and I picked up my cell phone and sent Ashley a text message.

"Bravo on your performance, my wife thinks she may have been wrong about you!" I typed and pressed send.

"That is thanks to you for helping me with all the manual labor! What else did she say?" she replied.

"She thought your shorts were way too short."

"What a bitch! :) Don't forget my panties are in your pocket! When can I get them back?" I sat there and smiled for a moment, I had totally forgotten that Ashley's black lace panties were sitting in the pocket of my jeans. I took them out and could instantly smell Ashley's sweet perfume in the air. 

"When do you want them back?" I asked.

"Tonight."

"Tonight?"

"Yes, is wifey-poo a sound sleeper?"

"Usually, why? You want to come HERE?"

"Mmhmm."

"That's a bit dangerous."

"You don't want me to? :("

I couldn't believe that I was actually considering doing it. My mind raced with how hot it would be to have my wife upstairs sound asleep and I'd be downstairs doing all sorts of naughty things with the sexy blonde Catholic high school girl from next door.

"Can you really be that quiet?"

"Yes, or you can stick something in my mouth! :)"

"You are SUCH a bad girl! :)"

The next message that came through had a photo attached. It was Ashley's sweet pink pussy and she was rubbing it with her well manicured fingers and said simply "I need you."

"I'll text you when she's asleep."

":)"

The next few hours were torture. I was having a constant internal debate about whether or not I should really go through with having Ashley come over after Katherine was asleep. Katherine and I rarely went to bed at the same time, I would often stay up much later than her to watch a movie or a late ballgame and there were of course times I'd be up writing into all hours of the night and next morning. It seemed like having Ashley here with her asleep just made it so much more likely that we'd get caught, which of course also added to the excitement of things.

When the time came for Katherine to go up to sleep I told her I was going to watch a late ballgame and I'd be up in a few hours. I turned the television on and after I heard her get into bed I waited for at least a half-hour before I picked up my phone, my heart racing like mad as I typed in the message.

"She's asleep. French doors to the den are open." I pressed send and waited. After about 15 minutes of waiting I wondered if Ashley might have fallen asleep on me or worse yet maybe her parents had caught her sneaking out of the house. Just as I was about to text her again I heard the door slowly opening and saw Ashley slipping in from the darkness.

Our eyes met and she smiled and closed the door behind her without uttering a word. She was wearing a black Victoria's Secret Pink zip-up hoodie with a pair of tight black running shorts that were just slightly longer than the jean shorts she was wearing earlier that day. At the end of her long, sexy legs was a pair of white running shoes and a pair of white frilly socks. Her sexy long blonde hair was again pulled back into a ponytail.

She walked quickly across the room over to me and threw her arms around my neck. My lips met her soft red lips as my arms wrapped around her waist and I pulled her body to mine, picking her up off the ground as the television lit up the room.

"I missed you," she moaned between kisses.

"And I thought you just wanted your panties back," I groaned softly as I put her down and let my big, strong hands move up and down her back as we kissed.

"Maybe I do," she giggled quietly.

"I like your outfit, part runner and part cat burglar," I said as I leaned in and nibbled on her soft neck and inhaled the sweet smell of her perfume.

"I figured if the 'rents heard me leaving I could say I was going out for a run and if they caught me coming back in, well, I'd be all sweaty anyway," she giggled.

"I told my wife you were a smart girl," I moaned low as Ashley pulled me down to her and kissed me as she wrapped her legs around my torso.

"She's upstairs asleep, huh?" Ashley smiled her most wicked of grins.

"Yes, sound asleep I hope."

"Where are you going to fuck me?" she asked in her little girl voice as I carried her over to the big black leather couch in front of the 80" big-screen television hanging on the wall.

"We can start here," I groaned as I put her long slender body down on the couch and kissed her deeply. Our lips devoured each other like lovers who just reunited after a long absence. My hands slid to the zipper of her hoodie as her hands grasped for my belt and pulled me closer to her. I slid her zipper down to reveal her gold cross and chain around her neck along with her firm young breasts covered by the same black lace bra with the little pink ribbon that she was wearing that morning. "Not a very practical choice for running," I smiled.

"How about for fucking?" she groaned low as she pulled me in and kissed me.

I unzipped her hoodie completely and I knelt in front of her long slender body as she sat back on the couch. I leaned in and I kissed her stomach softly. Remembering how ticklish she was I avoided the sensitive areas as I let my fingertips caress her soft, supple skin. My lips moved up as I kissed her body, inching higher with every kiss until I reached her lace covered breasts.

I reached up and slid her hoodie down over her shoulders as I playfully nibbled on her flesh through the lace. She pressed her head back into the couch and let out a soft moan as I guided the hoodie off of her young body and let it fall behind her on the couch. I looked up and Ashley was biting her lower lip, her eyes were closed and her chest was heaving.

I listened carefully to make sure I didn't hear any of the telltale floorboards creaking upstairs which would hopefully let me know that my wife was awake. Hearing nothing I let my fingertips move slowly up Ashley's back until I found the clasp of her bra and unhooked it with one quick snap. My eyes were all over her flesh as I unwrapped my presents by lifting the black lace bra up off of her amazingly firm B cups. I couldn't help but think just how close to perfection Ashley's body was with her puffy pink nipples hardening as I watched.

My mouth devoured her left nipple as Ashley grabbed me by my hair and pulled me in to her chest as I teased her flesh with quick circles of my wet tongue. I playfully nibbled on her hard nipple causing her to let out a barely audible moan. I moved my mouth to her other nipple as I slid my left hand inside of her short little running shorts and found her smooth, wet pussy waiting there for me. She let out another little moan and pulled my head down harder into her chest as I found her clit with my fingertips and made a few quick, teasing motions around it. I playfully bit down on her hard nipple as I teased her and Ashley moaned softly.

Ashley grabbed my face and pulled me up to her. She kissed me hard as my fingertips continued teasing her pussy beneath her running shorts. Her body melted into the black leather couch as I devoured her deliciously soft lips. She moaned quietly as she slid her soft tongue into my mouth and I felt it twirl around my tongue a few times before exiting as fast as it had entered. My fingertips moved down and traced her soft pussy lips which were now completely coated with her sweet juices. Ashley threw her arms around my neck and groaned in my ear.

"What would she say if she came down right now?" Ashley whispered as she playfully nibbled on my earlobe. I stifled a moan as I felt my rock hard cock pressing up against my jeans and boxer-briefs.

"I don't know if she'd say anything, she'd probably just kill us both," I moaned as I engulfed the sweet flesh of her right breast with my mouth and slid my right hand up to caress the left. I rolled her hard nipple between my fingertip and my thumb and squeezed playfully.

My left hand slid slowly up and down her soft, wet pussy lips teasing her until my fingertips were thoroughly coated with her slick juices. I rolled my tongue around her puffy nipple as I bent my middle finger and slid it inside of her dripping pussy ever so slowly.

My finger slid slowly in and out of her tight pussy as I kissed my way back up to her neck. Her body was starting to move in time with the slow thrusts of my finger and I felt Ashley's gold chain beneath my lips as she let out soft little moans in to my ear as I finger fucked her tight wet pussy.

"Could we tie her up and make her watch?" Ashley moaned quietly in my ear as her body moved with my finger.

"Fuck, that would be hot," I groaned as I nibbled softly on Ashley's earlobe as my right hand moved slowly up her back. The middle finger of my left hand was slipping in and out of Ashley's pussy and with each little fuckstroke she was letting out a barely audible little moan. I could hear her breathing getting heavier as I slid my finger in and out faster and faster.

"Mmhmm, let the bitch watch how I can please her man," Ashley moaned as my right hand grabbed a hold of her blonde ponytail and tugged it back. I continued fingering her adding my ring finger to the mix. Ashley let out a moan as she felt the second finger slide slowly inside her wet little pussy and she let out a high pitched whimper into my ear when she felt my wedding ring slip between her tight, drenched pussy lips.

"Oh fuck!" she moaned into my ear as I let my fingers glide in and out of her tiny little pussy faster and faster.

"You like that baby?" I groaned as I pulled her soft blonde hair back harder.

"Mmhmm," she moaned softly as she bit down on my neck.

"Such a dirty little slut taking my wedding ring inside you," I whispered softly in her ear as I pounded her tiny pussy with my two fingers over and over again. My fingers moved in and out faster and faster until I could feel her body tensing up so I pulled her ponytail back hard and buried just my ring finger deep inside of her pussy so that she could feel my wedding band inside her. "Cum on my ring you dirty little slut," I growled quietly.

"Holy hell!" she moaned into my ear as her body began convulsing and her dripping wet pussy gripped down hard upon on my ring finger as she stifled her moans by pressing her face into my shoulder.

"That's it baby," I whispered as I tugged her blonde ponytail back as she bit down on my shoulder and came hard. Her pussy gripped down hard on my finger tightly and soaked it and my wedding ring with her sweet juices.

I moved back and looked up at her. There was a mixture of pleasure and animal lust in her sparkling blue eyes. I smiled as I slid my hand from beneath her running shorts, making sure to lightly graze her clit with my wedding band.

"You took my panties, I should have taken your ring," she grinned as she took my hand and engulfed my ring finger in her mouth, rolling her tongue around it to clean her juices off.

"Your sweet little pussy is probably tight enough to do it," I moaned softly.

"Mmhmm, and I still want to wear her rings," Ashley giggled.

"Fuck, you are such a bad little girl," I said as I tugged her hair back playfully and kissed her neck.

"You love it. You need to get rid of her for a weekend before school starts so I can wake up in your arms again," Ashley moaned quietly.

"We might be able to arrange that," I groaned.

"Good," Ashley smiled, "now it's your turn on the couch."

"Not so fast," I said as I released her ponytail and let my hands move down to the waistband of her running shorts and slid them down her long legs. Ashley's blue eyes sparkled down at me and she bit down on her lower lip as she watched me lean in until my tongue was sliding inside of her pussy.

"Oh fuck," she moaned as my tongue enjoyed lapping up the remnants of her latest orgasm. She grabbed onto my hair hard as my rolled tongue darted in and out of her honey hole faster. I looked up to see her biting down harder on her lip and her eyes were closed tightly as she fought what was coming.

"Remember not to scream you little slut," I whispered as one hand moved up to tease her hard nipples and the other moved to let me tease her clit with my thumb as I ate her sweet pussy with my tongue. I squeezed her nipple hard as my tongue darted deep inside her. My thumb made quick little circles around her clit as I looked up Ashley. She was looking down at me, our eyes were locked and she was grinding her drenched little pussy up into my face.

I knew she was close so I turned up the heat and rubbed her clit harder and faster as I pounded deep into her sweet candy with my tongue. She barely made a sound when her pussy unloaded its sweet juices sending the delicious liquid all over my face and the couch. Our eyes were still locked on each other as I used my tongue to try and drink down every sweet drop that I could.

As she came down from her orgasm I slowly licked her clit and used my tongue to clean up as much of her juices as I could off the leather couch.

"Wow, what the fuck was that?" Ashley pulled me up to her.

"You didn't know you were a squirter, huh?" I smiled.

"I had no idea, I guess the thought of your wife upstairs really turned me on," Ashley smiled then giggled softly.

"You could really get me in a lot of trouble," I smiled.

"Mmhmm, I could." Ashley looked into my eyes for a moment before she kissed me softly and said, "Now it's your turn on the couch."

Ashley stood up as I sat up on the couch. I looked up at her standing there naked in front of me wearing just her shoes, socks and gold chain. She kneeled in front of me and unbuckled my belt and then quickly unbuttoned my jeans. She pulled the zipper down and reached in for my cock in one quick motion she had freed my hardening shaft from my boxer-briefs. 

I let out a soft moan as I felt her hot wet tongue caress the head of my throbbing cock. She playfully licked it a few times before she rolled her tongue around my sensitive throbbing head and took me deep into her hot, wet mouth. Her soft red lips gripped my cock tightly as they slowly slid their way up and down my rock hard shaft.




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 06



I reached out and grabbed my iPhone from the table next to the couch and put it into video mode. Ashley smirked and looked into the camera as she slowly took my throbbing cock deep in and out of her mouth a few times before sliding her lips free and letting her tongue tease the head of my cock playfully. With every little twist and twirl of her tongue I let out a little moan and Ashley smiled.

"That's how you suck a cock Mrs. Jones, I hear you might need a few lessons," she said looking into the camera before she giggled and started going back down on my cock with gusto. I reached out with my free hand and grabbed her ponytail as she bobbed her head up and down on my pulsating cock.

Ashley's eyes were fixed right on the camera as she licked her soft red lips then glided them up and down my cock ever so slowly. Her lips slid down my shaft until I could feel the throbbing head of my cock entering her throat. Up and down she was relentless as she kept coming back for more. She was putting on a performance for the camera and I was a very appreciative audience.

Ashley looked up into my eyes as she slowly sucked my cock. I had a perfect view of her amazing tits as they moved up and down with the rhythm of her mouth on my cock. She reached down with her left hand and slid her fingertips between her legs and started rubbing her pussy as she went down on me.

"What's your favorite fantasy?" she asked me as her tongue playfully flicked the underside of my cockhead.

"You are Ashley," I moaned.

"Mmm, and what do you want to do to me?" She looked up at me with those sexy blue eyes as she slowly rubbed her pussy beneath her shorts. That gold chain around her neck made me wonder if all Catholic school girls were such little sluts.

"Anything, everything," I groaned as I pulled her ponytail back and put the iPhone, still recording, back on the table.

"What do you want to do to me right now?" she asked with a wicked little grin as she reached out with her right hand and slowly stroked my throbbing cock.

"I want to bend you over the side of the couch, slap your perfect little ass and fuck you like the little homewrecking slut you are," I growled just loud enough for her to hear me.

"Yes, sir," she said as she leaned in and kissed my cock, rolling her tongue around the throbbing head before I let go of her ponytail and she stood up and walked to the side of the couch. I got up and moved behind her as she bent over the side of the black leather couch and looked back at me as I slid off my jeans and boxer-briefs. She wiggled her ass in the air and I couldn't resist giving it a good smack with my right hand. She stifled a scream as I moved behind her and spread her legs. I pushed her body forward over the armrest as grabbed onto her slim hips.

I spanked Ashley again; trying to make sure the noise of the slap would not be much louder than the ballgame on the television. I had to keep reminding myself to listen to make sure I didn't hear any noises coming from upstairs or else this fantasy could have a very bad ending.

"Fuck me, baby," Ashley moaned, "I need your cock."

I smiled as I guided the throbbing head of my hard cock to her dripping wet pussy and slid it slowly inside as I pulled her back by her hips. Her pussy was so tight it felt like heaven as I slowly slid my cock in and out of her hot young body.

"When was the last time you threw your wife over a couch and fucked her?" Ashley moaned low as she looked up at the iPhone on the table and probably realized it was still recording. 

"It's been a long time," I groaned low as I reached up with my right hand and grabbed a firm hold on her soft blonde ponytail and pulled her back to me as I thrust my cock deep inside her.

"I could make you forget her," Ashley moaned as she looked back at me over her shoulder.

"I bet you could do a lot of things," I groaned thrusting deeper and deeper inside of Ashley's tiny wet pussy.

"You know it," Ashley cooed as I pounded her slim body against the big leather couch. She let out a moan as a noise came from upstairs and I froze with my cock deep inside of Ashley's tight pussy and listened.

"Fuck," I whispered as I felt Ashley's pussy grip down hard on my cock and then release it.

"Let the bitch catch us," Ashley whispered as she used her tight pussy to grip and release my cock again and again.

My head was spinning, I was sure at any moment my wife was going to appear and my marriage was going to be over but I couldn't help but marvel at just how good Ashley's pussy felt as it gripped and released my cock over and over. I wondered if she practiced this maneuver or if she was just that good at being a little slut.

"We can't, not yet," I whispered, surprising even myself with the not yet part. My cock felt so good inside her at that moment that I think I would have done anything she asked me to.

"Fuck me," she whispered as she looked back at me with her blue eyes. I figured the noise I heard was just the house settling so I tugged Ashley back hard by her hair and started pounding her dripping teen pussy with my thick, hard cock. The couch moved slightly with ever hard thrust I pounded into Ashley's perfect pussy.

Ashley started to moan louder so she grabbed one of the pillows off the couch and buried her face in it as I fucked her harder, faster and deeper. Her pussy was tightly wrapped around my cock as I slammed it in and out of her with abandon.

I heard another noise that sounded like the house settling again but no matter what it was at that point there was no way I was going to stop. My body was on autopilot as it gave it to my most carnal desires as I tugged Ashley's pretty blonde hair back and slammed my married cock home again and again in her dripping teen pussy.

I could feel my explosion getting closer and closer as Ashley's pussy dripped down her thighs as it took in every inch of my manhood inside her. I heard her squeal into the pillow as her tight pussy clamped down hard on my cock like a vise. This time she wasn't releasing so I slammed myself deep inside her, grinding her body hard against the arm of the big leather couch as I came hard.

I bit down on my lip and pulled her hair back as her pussy milked every last bit of jizz that it could from my cock. It took all of my strength to not moan as her pussy clenched and released me over and over again. I let go of Ashley's ponytail and took a deep breath as I slipped my cock free of her pussy.

I reached down and pulled Ashley up to her feet, turning her to look at her. Her face was flushed red but she had a big smile. She put her arms around my neck and got up on her tiptoes and she kissed me deep.

"You're amazing," she said as I wrapped my arms around her.

"Right back at you," I grinned.

"So, can I have my panties now?" she giggled.

"You really did come over to get them, didn't you?" I shook my head.

"No, you can keep them, but make sure you don't let your wife find them. I wouldn't want to ruin her new good impression of me!" Ashley pulled me down to her and kissed me softly.

"I know, we don't want to ruin a good thing."

"So, am I on the schedule tomorrow morning boss?" she asked with a grin.

"Yes, 9AM sharp."

"Well then, I'd better go get some sleep," she giggled as she gathered her clothes and got dressed.

"Yes, I want you well rested for tomorrow," I said as I got dressed myself, my eyes all over Ashley as I tried to figure out exactly what it was about this girl that would cause me to risk so much just to have her.

"Goodnight, baby," she said as she kissed me one last time before she slipped back through the French doors and back out into the darkness. I stood there for a moment and wondered what the next day would bring.



Ashley's Revenge Ch. 07



I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying my morning coffee when I heard my wife Katherine coming down the staircase. I hadn't slept well and had already been awake for a while. My mind was working overtime trying to put all of the pieces of my life where they rightfully belonged. Things that seemed so cut and dried a couple of weeks ago were now spinning out of control. I knew that I was playing with fire but I was like an addict having one last binge before I went out looking for help. I thought I could have the best of both worlds if I could just get Ashley out of my system and get back to my normal life.

"Good morning," Katherine said as she bounced into the kitchen carrying her tablet. She had her hair pulled back in a ponytail and she was wearing sweatpants and a tank top.

"You're not working today?" I asked, immediately wondering if my tone of voice sounded as nervous as I thought it did.

"Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm not going in until noon, we're doing inventory tonight so I figured I'd run on the treadmill for a bit after I have some coffee. Is Ashley coming over today?" she grinned as she popped her Starbucks K-cup into the brewer and leaned against the counter as it brewed.

"Yeah, she'll be here at 9AM." I was doing some simple calculations in my head and I was having a hard time believing that it was a coincidence that my wife wanted to take a run on a treadmill she hadn't used in months on a morning when I told her Ashley would be ironing the clothes. Oh, did I mention that the treadmill was in the laundry room?

"That's good, I want to thank her for doing such a great job yesterday," she smiled as she added a cream and sugar to her coffee and joined me at the table. My heart was racing but I did my best to appear calm, I didn't think Ashley would burst through the door wearing sexy lingerie and heels or anything but I knew she wasn't expecting my wife to be home when she got here.

"I'm sure she'll appreciate that, and if you have anything else she can help you with just let her know."

"Oh, I will," she grinned as she opened her tablet and loaded up the Drudge Report and started reading the news.

I sipped my coffee and wondered if Katherine had heard something the night before when Ashley was over being my little fucktoy on the couch. Is that why she was all of a sudden going in late to work? I figured that didn't make sense, if she had heard something she'd have done much more damage catching us in the act. Maybe they really were just doing inventory at the store but I would have to make sure to stay on my toes just in case.

"What did you have planned for her?" Katherine asked as she looked up from her tablet.

"What do you mean?"

"Today, what did you have planned for Ashley?" she asked as she raised her eyebrows and looked over at me.

"Oh, like I said yesterday she said she'd take care of the ironing for you and I was going to have her edit an article for me that I'm writing about the ever changing social media landscape."

"Sounds like the ironing will be the fun part of her day," she smirked as she sipped her coffee.

"Hey, not everyone thinks tech stuff is as boring as you do," I grinned as I watched her sip her coffee. She looked cute with her hair pulled back into a ponytail and the thought occurred to me that her current desire to run on the treadmill might not be to spy on Ashley as much as it might be to try and compete with the sexy blonde teenager.

There was a knock on the patio door and I looked up to see Ashley letting herself in. She was wearing a button down denim shirt that was tied at the waist showing off her midsection with skinny jeans that clung to her thighs and ass in a way that should be illegal. Her brown ankle-strap sandals with 4" heels showed off her perfectly manicured red toenails and pushed her up over 6 feet tall. Her blonde hair was down and flowing in a very sexy slightly mussed up kind of way.

"Good morning," Ashley said as she walked into the kitchen and put her laptop down on the counter, "I hope I'm not too early."

"Not at all," I said.

"Good morning, Ashley," my wife said, "How was your first day yesterday?"

"It was awesome!" Ashley smiled, "Well, the learning about writing was a bit more awesome than cleaning the bathrooms and doing the laundry but I know I'm here to work and I'm just happy for the opportunity." I thought to myself that if Ashley ever wanted to run for political office she'd be an absolute natural.

"That's good," my wife said as she closed her tablet and stood up. "I was just going to take a run on the treadmill, why don't you let me show you where the iron is at."

"Sure, not a problem," Ashley smiled.

"If that's ok with you," Katherine said looking over at me.

"Sure, knock yourselves out." I said as Ashley made a kissing face as she stood behind Katherine and waited for her to head down the stairs.

I wondered what exactly was going to happen down there. I had a feeling that Katherine was trying to trip Ashley up and prove that I was the one that did all of the manual labor the day before, which while it wasn't entirely true it was true enough to get me in trouble. I fought the urge to go down to the laundry room and instead went up to my office and read through the MLB site. After about a half-hour or so my wife appeared in the doorway of my office sweating and out of breath with a towel around her neck. 

"I'm sorry," she said.

"For what, exactly?" I asked looking up from my PC screen.

"Thinking you had done the work yesterday and not Ashley."

"What changed your mind?"

"The girl is like a machine, I've never seen anyone iron and fold clothes so fast and so meticulously." She shook her head in disbelief. "Anyway, I'm going to hop in the shower and get ready for work."

"Ok," I smiled.

I heard the water start to run in the shower and shortly after that Ashley appeared carrying the first load of clothes up from the basement.

"Hey," she smiled as she paused in my doorway.

"So I hear you're good at doing laundry," I smiled.

"Yeah, I spent two summers working at Lindsey's dad's dry cleaning stores when I was in junior high."

"So you're not just a spoiled little princess, huh?" I smiled as I sat back in my chair.

"I wouldn't say that," Ashley giggled as she took the clothes into the master bedroom and hung them in the closet. "Come get me after she leaves," she said before she disappeared back down the hallway.

I wondered what other talents young Ashley had that were lurking there just under the surface to be discovered. I hoped that now that Katherine had given her a test and she had passed with flying colors that would be the end of it for now. 

My wife apologized again to me before she left for work wearing one of the blouses that Ashley had just prepared and a business skirt and heels. I waited a few minutes after I heard the garage door go down before going down into the basement to relieve Ashley from any further laundry duty for the day.

"The evil step-mom is gone, you can stop slaving over the iron Cinderella," I said as I walked into the laundry room.

"Does that make you Prince Charming?" Ashley grinned, a bit of sweat on her brow as she finished folding one of my polo shirts and turned off the iron.

"I suppose it does," I grinned as I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her slim waist. "You are by far the sexiest maid ever," I chuckled as I leaned down and kissed her neck, inhaling her sweet perfume.

"I know," Ashley giggled as she turned around to face me. "What was she doing home this morning anyway?" she asked as she put her arms around my neck and kissed my lips softly.

"I'm pretty sure she was checking up on you," I said as I kissed Ashley's sweet lips. I moved my hands down and cupped her firm ass and pulled her body closer.

"More like she was checking up on you," she giggled, biting her lower lip as she looked into my eyes.

"That's probably more true," I moaned as I kissed her again, this time I slipped my tongue between her soft, red lips and kissed her deeply. I pulled her closer and could feel her grinding her body up against me as we kissed.

"Let's take the clothes upstairs," Ashley groaned as she pulled away, "I'm all for fucking you in every room of the house but the laundry room is not high on the list," she smiled.

"Fair enough," I said as I kissed her one more time then grabbed half the clothes and helped her carry them up to the master bedroom, enjoying the view of her perfect little ass in those tight skinny jeans as we climbed the staircase.

We walked into the master bedroom and I put the clothes I was carrying down on the dresser as Ashley carried her load into the big walk-in closet. I sat down on the bed and watched her as she hung the clothes and then began to check out the various items that were in the closet.

"The bitch really likes her handbags, huh?" Ashley grinned as she picked up a few of them and examined them.

"Yeah, but don't all of you females?" I asked with a grin.

"Maybe, but she has taken it to a whole new level. Holy crap!" Ashley's eyes lit up as the pulled out an extra large Jimmy Choo leopard print calf hair satchel. "I've only seen this one in magazines!" she shrieked as she walked out of the closet carrying the bag. "It is absolutely awesome."

"I take it you like it?" I laughed and watched her as she sat down on the bed next to me like a kid on Christmas morning and examined the bag like it was some long lost find just unearthed from the depths of an important archeological dig.

"No, I don't like it, I love it! Feel how soft it is." She took my hand and rubbed it along the Italian calf hair.

"Sure, it's soft, but it's just a purse."

"Oh no, it is not just a purse! You guys just don't get it." Ashley shot me a look that let me know that I needed to be educated and then went back to exploring every last detail that Mr. Choo put into the handbag. "Look, it even has a cell phone pocket right at the top."

"I just keep mine in my actual pocket," I chuckled.

"And you took the bitch to the Monet exhibit downtown? I want to see that so bad," she said as she looked at some sort of ticket stub that she had pulled from the bag.

"No, we never went to see that," I said as I leaned over to take a closer look.

"Well she sure did, the ticket is from a couple of weeks ago," Ashley said as she held the stub up for me to see before instantly pulling it back to take a closer look at it herself, as she did her eyes got wide. "Well, I know what you and I were doing that night," she smiled as she handed me the ticket stub. It was from the same Friday that Ashley and I spent our first night together, the night my wife told me that she spent at her sister's house where they stayed in and made margaritas.

"That doesn't make sense," I said as I looked at the stub.

"Are you sure she was at her sister's house?" Ashley asked, leaning closer to take one more look at the ticket stub in my hand.

"Well, no but if they went downtown to the exhibit why wouldn't she have just told me?" I asked, missing the obvious answer.

"Well, maybe she wasn't really with her sister." Ashley looked at me matter-of-factly.

"Do you think she was with another guy?" I asked, instantly aware of the irony of asking my hot, young mistress if she thought my wife was cheating on me.

"It's possible, you have said that the two of you don't have much of a spark lately, and I know for a fact that you emit plenty of sparks," she grinned.

"I need to confront her about this and find out what's going on."

"Or, it could be your get out of jail free card," Ashley said as she took the stub back from me.

"Get out of jail free card?"

"Mmhmm, think about it, if she ever catches us you can tell her you were just getting back at her for her affair, put the blame right back on her."

"That actually makes some sense, but we don't know for sure that she's having an affair." I looked over at Ashley sitting there on the bed next to me as she slid the ticket stub into her jeans pocket. 

"True, but what other reason would she have to lie to you about where she was and who she was with?"

"I can't think of any," I said.

"So the bitch is cheating. On the bright side, I can think of a lot of ways for you to get back at her," Ashley said with a smile before she stood up in front of me and started to slowly unbutton the buttons on her denim shirt revealing a sexy red lace bra underneath.

"A lot of ways, huh?" I asked with a grin. While I certainly was pissed off thinking my wife was cheating on me, I guess the fact that I'd been fucking Ashley made it hard for me to be too heartbroken about it. If anything, it made my affair with Ashley that much easier as I wasn't about to lose sleep over my affair with Ashley anymore since it seemed that my wife had been the first one to cheat. 

"Yes, more ways than you can imagine," Ashley said in a sexy voice as she finished unbuttoning her shirt and untied the bottom before she let it fall to the floor. Her gold cross and chain sparkled above the sexy red lace bra that showed off her perfect, firm B cups. She sat down on my lap and put her arm on my shoulder as she leaned in and softly kissed my neck. "She doesn't deserve you," she whispered as I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"She doesn't, does she?" I answered with a low moan as Ashley's soft red lips playfully kissed my neck.

"No, she doesn't. But I do," she looked up at me with her sparking blue eyes.

"You do?" I asked playfully.

"I think so, haven't I been the perfect little slut?" Ashley smiled wide then bit down seductively on her plump lower lip as her eyes gazed directly into mine.

"That and then some," I answered.

"That brings us back to my question from last night," Ashley said as she looked deep into my eyes, "What is your biggest fantasy?"

"I think you've already been doing a great job of fulfilling almost all of my fantasies Ashley."

"Right, but almost isn't good enough. I remember you seemed at least a bit intrigued about a three-way with Lindsey," Ashley whispered softly in my ear.

"Like I said then, you're the one I want and not Lindsey."

"And that was the right answer," Ashley grinned. "Have you ever asked the bitch for a threesome?"

"Not for years, the last time she made it pretty clear it wasn't something that she would be comfortable doing."

"Well, to be fair it wouldn't be easy for any woman to share a man like you, I get that." Ashley nuzzled her nose against my cheek and playfully flicked my earlobe with her soft, warm tongue. "But, if it's something you want I would do that for you."

"You would?" I moaned as she nibbled softly on my neck.

"Yes, I would," she moaned.

"Fuck, where have you been all my life?" I groaned.

"Right next door, baby," Ashley whispered softly in my ear, her warm breath sending shockwaves through my system.

"Just knowing you'd do that for me is so very hot," I said as my right hand slid up Ashley's back and gathered a handful of her soft, blonde hair.

"Anything for you," she moaned as I tugged her back gently by her hair and kissed her neck. Her young body was grinding against my lap as I kissed and nibbled softly on her soft, sweet flesh.

"You are amazing," I moaned.

"I know," she giggled as she backed away enough to look into my eyes. "Are we done with work for today?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Good, then playtime should officially begin," Ashley kissed me deeply as her hands ran through my hair. I fell back on the big, kind sized bed and Ashley straddled me and looked down into my eyes. "Should I find some toys for us to play with?" she asked with a wicked smile.

"If you'd like," I grinned.

Ashley jumped up off the bed and smiled at me. My eyes drank in her long, slim body. Her breasts looked absolutely amazing in the sexy little red lace bra and those skinny jeans looked nearly painted on her frame.

"Maybe we should get you undressed first," I said as I sat up and looked into her blue eyes.

"You're not stealing my panties today, mister," Ashley giggled as she walked back to me and slid her arms around my neck. I moved my hands onto her hips and looked up into her eyes, her firm breasts just inches from my face.

"Why not, I could have quite a collection someday," I grinned.

"Mmhmm, I'm sure you could, but I need them so I can wear them for my sexy man." Ashley leaned down and kissed me softly.

"Fair enough," I said as my fingertips found the waistband of Ashley's skinny jeans and slid around to the buttons on the front and popped the first one free as our eyes locked on each other.

"I love it when you undress me," Ashley moaned, her blue eyes searching mine as I unbuttoned the next button on the fly of her tight jeans.

"And I love undressing you," I moaned as Ashley leaned in and kissed me softly again and I popped the last button on her jeans. I glanced down to see she was wearing a pair of sexy little red lace panties that perfectly matched her bra and couldn't help but smile.

"You approve?" she giggled.

"I do, you are so damn sexy Ashley," I said as I looked back up into her blue eyes and let my hands slide her jeans slowly down her sexy long legs. Ashley kicked off her heels and slipped out of her jeans and then leaned in and grabbed the black polo shirt that I was wearing.

"You're way too overdressed," she groaned as my hands grabbed her hips and pulled her body to mine. I kissed her breasts through the red lace of her bra as she pulled my shirt higher. She let out a few high pitched moans as I nibbled playfully on her hardening nipples before I had to move back for her to get my shirt over my head.

I closed my eyes for the moment of darkness caused as the shirt made its way up past my eyes and when I opened them I saw Ashley standing there in front of me with a devilish grin on her face. It amazed me for a moment just how sweet and innocent that she looked standing there in front of me in just her red lace bra and panties with her gold cross and chain around her neck.

"You should be a model," I said as my eyes moved up and down her body looking as good if not better than the models in any lingerie catalog that I've ever seen.

"But I just want to model for you," Ashley grinned and gave me a quick little model twirl to show off her sexy little outfit and her sexy body.

"You are too good to me," I smiled.

"I know, right?" Ashley giggled as she walked over to the dresser and opened my wife's large jewelry box. She opened up each little drawer dismissing most of what she saw until her eyes lit up as she opened one of the larger drawers at the bottom. "These are amazing," she said as she took out my wife's strand of pearls.

"You like them?" I smiled as she held them up to examine them more closely.

"They're huge, I want them!" she giggled as she looked over at me as she put them around her neck. "How do I look?"

"You look stunning," I said as my eyes took her in.

"Where did she get these?" Ashley asked as she looked at herself in the mirror over the dresser and admired the pearls around her neck. She reached behind her neck and unclasped her gold chain and after gathering it and the cross charm up she set them down on the dresser.

"They're old, they belonged to her grandmother," I said as I sat on the edge of the bed and watched Ashley as she admired herself in the mirror.

"So she wouldn't be very happy that I was trying them on, would she?" Ashley smiled a wicked grin as she turned to face me and walked towards me on the bed.

"No, she wouldn't be happy at all." I couldn't take my eyes off of Ashley. I knew I shouldn't be so turned on by the sexy little Catholic school girl from next door but I just couldn't help it. She was so confident and sexy and the mixture of how sweet she looked and how naughty she was made it impossible for me to resist her.




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 07



"Stand up," Ashley said as she reached the bed and kneeled down in front of me. I stood up and I watched as her blue eyes looked up at me and her manicured hands unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. She grabbed the waistbands of both my jeans and my boxer-briefs and in one quick move had them both down at my feet in an instant letting my hardening cock spring to life.

I kicked off my shoes and socks and stepped free of my jeans and underwear as Ashley playfully flicked the head of my cock a few times with her soft, wet tongue before she pushed me back on to the bed. She got on top of me and kissed her way slowly up my body. Her soft, warm lips felt amazing as they moved up inch by inch with the coolness of the pearls dangling from her neck that followed closely behind.

"Fuck, you drive me crazy," I moaned softly as I grabbed a handful of Ashley's long blonde hair as she kissed and nibbled softly on my neck.

"Good, because you've been driving me crazy for years," Ashley said as she looked into my eyes and straddled me. My hands moved down to her hips as she expertly teased my rock hard cock by gently rubbing it with her soft, red lace panties.

"I truly had no clue," I smiled.

"Really? I thought I was being way too obvious," Ashley giggled as she leaned down and kissed me softly. "Literally any time I was home and I'd hear your lawnmower or see you out back I'd put on a bikini and go outside to tan, even when it was cloudy! You didn't notice that?"

"Oh I noticed you, I just thought I had good timing," I grinned.

"Guys can be so dense," Ashley giggled as she shook her head in disbelief and traced my raging cock with her soft panties.

"That is true; sometimes we just don't have a clue," I said as I reached up and pulled Ashley down to me and kissed her hard. I could feel my wife's pearls land on my skin as Ashley's lips landed on mine. Ashley slipped her sweet tongue into my mouth and twirled it playfully around my tongue as she moaned.

I let my big, strong hands slide slowly up and down her back as we kissed. My fingertips found the clasp of her sexy red lace bra and I quickly snapped it open. Ashley moved her shoulders in to let the bra fall before she grabbed it and tossed it across the room all the while still kissing me.

My hands made their way down to Ashley's firm young ass and I playfully spanked her as her lips devoured mine with each and every deep, wet kiss. She moved her hands up to my shoulders and pushed herself up; her eyes were hovering above mine as both her soft blonde hair and the pearls dangled down on to my skin.

"Last night was so hot," Ashley moaned low as she looked into my eyes, "Just knowing she was up here asleep while you were inside of me. I made myself cum a few times after I got home just thinking about it."

"You are a very naughty girl, but you're right it was fucking hot." I grinned and gave her firm, young ass a squeeze.

"I'd love to fuck you with her sleeping right next to us on this big bed," Ashley moaned with a wicked little grin.

"Wow," I groaned as I looked up into her blue eyes.

"For now, let's put these pearls to good use," Ashley smiled and quickly started kissing her way down my body until she was kneeling in front of me and her soft, red lips were on my rock hard cock. She flicked the big, swollen head with her tongue and then took the entire length deep into her hot, wet mouth.

I watched her closely as she bobbed her head up and down my throbbing cock. She reached back behind her neck and unclasped my wife's pearls as she looked up at me with her innocent blue eyes. She brought the pearls down and slowly coiled the strand snugly around my rock hard cock. She used her tongue to coat the pearls with her sweet spit before putting her palms on both sides of my throbbing cock and slowly started sliding the pearls up and down.

"Fuck," I growled as the sensation of the wet pearls rolling up and down my cock made me want to cum nearly immediately. I took a deep breath and tried to think of anything but what Ashley was doing in order to regroup.

"You like that?" Ashley giggled as she smiled up at me. I watched as her manicured hands with the pretty red nail polish and French tips rolled the pearls slowly up and down over my engorged flesh.

"Yes, fuck, that feels amazing," I moaned as Ashley bit down seductively on her soft lower lip as she guided her hands up and down with a slow, steady pace. I moaned as my body thrust upwards every time she let the slick pearls glide up over my sensitive throbbing cockhead and she giggled like a schoolgirl with a new toy.

Ashley brought the pearls down to the base of my cock and let her soft red lips engulf my cockhead, rolling her tongue quickly around it before bringing the pearls back up. She did this again and again and I could feel my cock wanting to explode. I was doing everything I could to make the sensation last forever but knew I was fighting a losing battle as Ashley rubbed the pearls up and down my cock.

"That's it baby," she moaned in her sweet little girl voice, "cum for me." Her hands worked the pearls faster up and down, over and over, the combination of the friction from the pearls and her soft, sweet mouth was a sensation like I'd never experienced before. Ashley sucked on the head of my cock as I felt myself exploding.

"Fuck, yes, Ashley," I moaned out as she slid the pearls down my raging shaft and engulfed my mouth with her soft, sweet lips. Her eyes were looking up into mine as I exploded deep into her mouth. Her hands jerking me over the pearls milking me of every last drop of my hot, sticky cum. "That was fucking amazing," I moaned as Ashley relaxed her lips and let some of my jizz fall down onto the pearls as she used her hands to slowly rub it in.

"Oh darn, I guess I got the bitches' pearls all dirty," she giggled as she slowly stroked my recovering cock.

"Yeah, very dirty," I groaned out of breath.

Ashley slowly uncoiled the pearls from my cock and then she moved up next to me on the bed. She sat facing me and she spread her long, sexy legs so I could see the little red lace panties that she was wearing were now absolutely soaked with her juices. She wrapped the strand of pearls around her fingers and started slowly sliding them up and down her body, moaning softly as they rolled over her pink puffy nipples.

Ashley slid her hand slowly down her body until it was between her legs, rubbing the pearls softly over her red lace panties as she let out soft little moans as she teased herself. She moved her free hand over and slid her panties to the side giving me a perfect view of her pretty pink pussy glistening with her sweet juices. Ashley looked into my eyes and smiled as she let the pearls touch her pink pussy lips then slid them up over her clit as she bit down hard on her lower lip and moaned.

"They feel so good," she groaned as she used the pearls to make small little circles over her clit. "Covered with your cum and my sweetness," she moaned. I watched her as she rubbed her dripping wet slit with the pearls and then guided a few of them inside her pussy before slowly sliding them back out. "Holy hell, that feels fucking amazing," she groaned.

She looked into my eyes as she slowly used her fingertips to guide more and more of the pearls inside of her hot, wet pussy. Moaning softly as each individual pearl slid inside her. After about half the strand was inside of her she grabbed my left hand and brought it down to the end of the strand laying on the bed. I grasped it between my fingertips and watched Ashley's face as I pulled the pearls ever so slowly from inside her.

"Oh fuck yes," she moaned as she took long, deep breaths. "God that feels so fucking good," she moaned in a high pitched whisper as I slid them out slowly one by one.

"You are such a naughty little slut," I groaned as I changed the angle of the strand of pearls so that they were rubbing against her clit as I pulled them slowly from her dripping teenage pussy.

"Oh fuck yes!" she screamed as she leaned back onto the bed, the wet pearls coming out of her wet pussy and then right up to tease her sensitive clit. She let out a soft squeal as she tried to catch her breath when the last of the pearls worked itself free from her pussy.

"Again?" I asked with a devilish grin. Ashley's eyes were on fire with lust as she gazed back at me and nodded. She watched me closely as I quickly removed her red lace panties and then used my fingertips to slowly guide the smooth pearls back inside of her dripping wet pussy one by one.

"Oh fuck," she gasped as the last of the pearls disappeared inside of her tiny box leaving only the clasp visible. I moved down so my face was between her legs and I held onto the clasp as I kissed her soft, wet flesh and used my tongue to make quick, teasing circles around her sweet clit. Ashley shrieked and grabbed a hold of my hair as I sucked her sweet little button into my mouth and moaned. My tongue rolled around her clit ever so slowly as I could feel her body squirming below me. 

I grinded my lips up against her sweet flesh as my tongue continued to tease her with soft little circles and quick little flicks. I could tell by the continuous moans and shrieks that she was getting close; I glanced up and could see her firm B cups rising and falling as her breathing quickened. Her eyes were closed and her head was grinding her soft blonde hair back into the bed as she let go and exploded into a shuttering orgasm.

I let my tongue roll around Ashley's clit as she rode the wave of pleasure and I slowly pulled the first of the pearls from her dripping wet pussy. Ashley moaned as the pearl slipped past her soft, pink pussy lips and she squealed when my tongue flicked her clit playfully. That's how it went for the whole strand, one glistening pearl would appear then my tongue would tease her or I'd suck on her sweet little clit and she'd moan and scream and squeal with delight. When the last of the pearls appeared I leaned in and kissed her clit as I looked up into her amazing blue eyes. She looked down and smiled as her body collapsed back onto the bed giggling.

"Holy fuck baby, that was hot," she moaned as she moved herself up and fell into my arms. She kissed my lips with a soft, wet lingering kiss.

"Yes it was, and it looks like you can clean more than just clothes," I chuckled as I held up the strand of pearls as they glistened with Ashley's sweet juices.

"Yep, good as new," she moaned softly as she nuzzled her face against my neck, still trying to catch her breath. I reached out and dropped the pearls onto the nightstand and then pulled Ashley's body closer to mine.

"Think of me the next time she wears them," Ashley whispered.

"Oh, I will," I grinned as I got on top of Ashley, supporting myself on my elbows. Her long legs wrapped around me as I looked down into her blue eyes. Ashley's hand moved down my body until she found my raging hard-on.

"You don't even give a girl time to catch her breath," she grinned as she guided my throbbing cock to her waiting pussy. I could feel her dripping wet lips caress the head of my cock as Ashley moved it up and down slowly, coating my cockhead with her slick juices. 

"Are you complaining?" I groaned with a grin.

"No, sir," she moaned as her hands moved up around my neck. I leaned in to kiss her soft, red lips as my throbbing cock slipped slowly inside of her tight, wet pussy. I moaned as I fucked her slowly, her pussy gripping my cock ever so tightly with each slow, deep thrust. I took a deep breath as I guided my rock hard cock deep inside Ashley and just left it there for a moment, I looked into her eyes as she smiled up at me. She softly bit her lower lip and I could feel her pussy muscles contracting against my cock.

"You have no idea how fucking amazing that feels," I moaned.

"I think I have a clue," she giggled as her pussy gripped me as tight as it ever has as our eyes locked on each other.

"Fuck," I growled as I kissed her deeply and rolled over onto my back and pulled her sexy, slim body on top of mine. Ashley was straddling me with her hands on my chest as I looked up at her beautiful face looking back at me as she guided her body slowly up and down on my engorged cock. 

"You like my pussy, baby?" Ashley moaned in her little girl voice.

"I do," I groaned as my hands grasped her hips and guided her tight pussy faster up and down my cock.

"I would never cheat on you," Ashley groaned as she leaned down, her blonde hair falling all around me as she kissed me deep. Her hot young body was grinding against mine and her tight little pussy was sliding up and down my throbbing hard cock. Her body felt so good on mine and her pussy was absolute heaven.

"Ashley," I moaned.

"I mean it; I would never do that to you. The bitch doesn't deserve you," Ashley whispered in my ear as she rode me slowly, her hair tickling my face as she nibbled softly on my earlobe. Feeling her on top of me and feeling her soft lips on my skin just felt so right.

"And who does?" I asked with a moan as I kissed Ashley's neck softly and let my hands slide up the soft skin of her back.

"I do," Ashley moaned quietly as she let her pussy pause at the base of my cock, "but you've already said that I'm too young to know what I want."

"Ashley—"

"I get it," Ashley interrupted, "I'm young and you don't think I know what I want." She pushed herself up on her hands and looked directly down at me with her sexy blue eyes as I used my right hand to gather her soft, long hair behind her back so it wasn't falling down on me.

"You are young, Ash."

"I know, but how does that have anything to do with knowing what I want? For years I've tried to get you to notice me. I used to think you could never look at me as anything more than a little kid, is that how you see me?"

"You know I don't, Ash."

"So how old do I have to be to know what I want?" she snapped.

"I don't know," I moaned as Ashley resumed slowly guiding her tight, velvety pussy slowly up and down my cock.

"I'm old enough to get your cock rock hard, aren't I?" Ashley said as she smiled a wicked little grin.

"Yes," I nodded, "you are."

"I've wanted you for years now; this isn't some stupid little girl's crush that will go away. I never thought I would have a chance with you, but now that I know your wife is a cheating little bitch I want you to know that you can have me if you want me." Ashley's blue eyes were looking down into mine and her tight, teenage pussy was gripping my manhood hard when she added, "It's all up to you."

My brain was moving in all sorts of different directions trying to process all of the information. I wanted Ashley; there was no doubt about that but our age difference and my marriage made things so very complicated. If my wife was cheating on me that just added to the complication and I didn't even want to think about that. Ashley was just supposed to be a fantasy, but God help me I had to admit I wanted her more and more every day.

"You know I want you," I moaned as Ashley slowed down her pace and started teasing my with a few slow shallow strokes before she'd slide her pussy fully down the length of my cock.

"I know, it's complicated," Ashley moaned as she leaned in and kissed my neck softly as her pussy glided up and down my shaft.

"Yes, it is," I groaned.

"I just wanted you to know where I stand," she said as she nibbled playfully on my neck. "I'll do whatever you want, baby."

"Where were you before I got married?" I asked with a wry smile.

"Being born!" Ashley laughed as she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed herself up onto her knees. She groaned and bit down on her lower lip as her pussy teased the head of my throbbing cock by taking it in just an inch or two over and over again as she looked down into my eyes.

"Good point," I grinned. For a moment I felt like a dirty old man for fucking a girl that wasn't even born when Katherine and I got married. But Ashley was no little girl, every minute I spent with her proved to me that she was indeed very grown up.

"How about this, I help you find out if the bitch is cheating or not," Ashley said as she smiled down at me, "And if she is we will make her pay, deal?"

"Deal," I said as my hands slid up her hips and I started thrusting my hard cock up inside her as I pulled her young body down to mine. I watched her as she rode me; her body was perfection with her firm tits bouncing and her sexy long blonde hair flying every which way as she bounced up and down on me.

"If she is cheating," Ashley moaned, "I say we tie her up and make her watch as you fuck me."

"Fuck, you are so naughty baby," I groaned as Ashley pounded her body down on my cock harder and faster, taking every inch of my hard throbbing cock inside her.

"Only for you," she moaned, "Fuck your little slut, daddy."

I was close to cumming and trying to make it last just a little bit longer so I pulled Ashley up off my cock and took a deep breath. She looked at me and began to pout as I stood up next to the bed and pulled her body to mine. I leaned in and kissed her hard as I took a handful of her soft, blonde hair with my right hand and pulled her to her feet. I spun her body around and bent her over the side of the big king bed.

I grabbed my wife's pearls from the nightstand and I put them around Ashley's neck and she moaned loudly as I slipped my hard cock back inside of her soaked little pussy. 

"Fuck me, husband," Ashley moaned as I grabbed a handful of her hair with my right hand and wrapped it around my fingers. I tugged her back hard by her hair as I pounded her tiny pussy with my throbbing cock with deep, hard thrusts. I reached up with my left hand and grabbed onto the pearls and tugged them back hard hoping they wouldn't break and she shrieked with delight.

"You like that, slut?" I moaned as I split her teen pussy in two with my throbbing eight inches and grinded her sexy slim body into the big bed.

"Yes baby," she moaned, "use your little slut. Fuck me, choke me, make me cum, daddy."

My balls were slapping up against Ashley's perfect young ass as I tugged her back by her blonde hair and the pearls. Her pussy was soaking my cock as she started to cum over and over again as she let out scream after scream. Her tiny pussy gripping and releasing me as I let go of the pearls for fear that I'd break them and tugged her back hard by her hair as I moaned and started to explode.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she screamed as I thrust myself as hard as I could deep inside her tight little body. I yanked her hair back hard as I filled her pussy up with wave after wave of my hot white cum, loving the way she moaned as she took each and every drop. Her head was looking up at the ceiling as I pulled back hard on her soft, blonde hair and moaned as my orgasm subsided.

"You are truly amazing," I said as I slid my cock from Ashley's pussy and pulled her up to me as I released her hair.

"I know," she groaned as I leaned in and kissed her sweet lips. I fell down to the bed and took Ashley with me.

"You drive me crazy, I hope I didn't pull too hard," I whispered as Ashley climbed on top of me.

"Not at all," she grinned as she stared into my eyes with my wife's pearls hanging from her neck. "You turn me on so much. This is exactly how I imagined it would be."

"Then you have a very dirty imagination, young lady," I said as I tried to catch my breath.

"You have no idea," Ashley giggled as she stretched her long body out on mine and rested her head on my chest and closed her eyes and we drifted off to sleep.



Ashley's Revenge Ch. 08



I did not see Ashley for the next couple of days; she had plans with her mother and plans with her friends so it gave me some time to myself where I could think about and process everything that had been happening over the past few weeks. I couldn't help but dwell on the state of my relationships with both Ashley and my wife. My thoughts kept returning to the ticket stub that Ashley found in my wife's bag. Was my wife really out with another man at the Monet exhibit on the very first night that I enjoyed Ashley's perfect, young body on my marital bed? Sure, I knew it was hypocritical, but I needed to know. I told myself there could be a variety of logical explanations; like perhaps my wife loaned out that particular Jimmy Choo bag to one of her friends, it wouldn't be the first time.

I searched the house looking for any other evidence that I could find and came up completely empty. Being a tech guy, it was fairly easy for me to gain access to my wife's email account but found nothing out of the ordinary. Unfortunately, coming up empty didn't really prove anything to me; it just meant that if my wife was having an affair that she was being very careful, just the way I would be.

It would be easy to just ask my wife Katherine about the stub, but Ashley was right, it would be a great "get out of jail free" card if Ashley and I ever did get caught, plus it would just lead to questions as to why I was looking around in one of her purses in the first place. I couldn't exactly tell my wife that the beautiful high school girl next door was going through all of her things when she wasn't home, now could I?

I was not completely naive; I knew that it was completely possible that Ashley had put that ticket stub into the handbag in the first place. I needed to find more evidence one way or the other; I just wasn't quite sure how I was going to do that. I thought about turning on the Find my iPhone app on her phone, but when it first appeared on her iPhone she immediately turned it off saying she didn't want Big Brother tracking her each and every move. If I turned it on now and she noticed it, it would be very hard to explain.

The answer came to me when I remembered a scene from the television show Breaking Bad where they tracked someone using a little GPS device that included a strong magnet so it could be attached in the wheel well of a car. A device like that would be great, it would record every move a car made and be pretty much untraceable even if it was found. I figured that Amazon.com usually has just about everything under the Sun so I fired up my browser and sure enough there it was on the screen. The product title even included the phrase, "As seen on Breaking Bad." For $139.00, I figured it was worth every cent so I ordered one.

The days seemed to go by so damn slowly, I missed not having Ashley around. I craved her hot, young body and my thoughts were filled with all of the things that I'd like to do to her. Her words rang through my mind, telling me that she'd do anything that I wanted her to do. I wondered if she was serious about that and if she was, if she really understood what anything could mean.

I was a bit surprised that she brought up the idea of a ménage à trois with Lindsey again. Maybe it was something she really wanted to do, or maybe she just really wanted to prove to me that she would do things for me that my wife never would. By this point, I knew Ashley could keep a secret if she wanted to but I had no idea if Lindsey could be counted on to do the same.

Ashley and Lindsey's friendship went back years and years, starting in grammar school. They were really more like sisters, but like sisters they seemed to love to compete with each other whenever they could do so. Both were excellent volleyball players on the varsity team since sophomore year and both were at the top of their class academically. I could only imagine what it would be like to have them both vying for my cock at the same time.

The truth is I never imagined that I would have even one sexy eighteen year old girl once I was married and past forty, but now it seemed that the prospect of having two insanely gorgeous eighteen year old girls at the same time was well within my grasp. I knew there was no way that the affair I was having with Ashley could last forever so I thought maybe it might be worth the risk after all to fuck her and Lindsey at the same time.

Ashley said she wanted to spend the night alone with me before the school year started up again so I had to figure out a way to get my wife out of the house. I remembered her sister's birthday was coming up in a couple of weeks so I figured I'd kill two birds with one stone and I made reservations at a resort a few hours away from here for the two of them to enjoy the full spa treatment the next weekend. By that point, I'd have the GPS tracker so I figured it would also be a good opportunity to see if where my wife was supposed to be was really where she went.

It was late Thursday night and my wife Katherine had already gone to bed and I was downstairs watching a ballgame and monitoring my fantasy baseball team on my laptop when my iPhone buzzed on the side table. I picked it up and smiled when I saw a text from Ashley.

"Miss me??" the text read.

"I do, it's been two whole days! Where are you?" I replied.

"At Lindsey's, we just got back here after a night of dinner and shopping."

"Did you buy anything?"

"Yes, but it's a surprise. Maybe you'll find out tomorrow if you're good." I smiled at the though, I was already counting down the hours until I'd see Ashley again and now I was wondering what kind of surprise she might have in store for me.

"I did a little shopping of my own on Amazon."

"Ooh, did you get something for me?"

"No, sorry! I ordered a GPS unit we can use to track my wife's car to see where she really goes."

"Oooh, you are a naughty man! Are you sure you really want to know?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Well, remember what I said. If we find out that she is cheating, we make the bitch pay! :)" I chuckled at the smiley face, Ashley was bad but I loved it. I was a willing participant in her revenge from the start because I couldn't resist fucking a hot, young blonde but now I was looking at possibly getting a little revenge of my own and Ashley was the perfect person to assist me.

"Yes, without a doubt."

"Lindsey says, 'Hello, mystery man!'"

"Tell her I said hello, what have you told her about me?"

"Just that you're older... and that you fuck like a beast! Hehe"

"A beast, huh? Does she know that I'm married?"

"Yeah, she said it was super naughty and extremely hot and that she'd totally fuck a married guy."

"You're both very, very bad girls!"

"I know, and you're a very, very bad man, Mr. Jones. :)"

"We're a perfect pair then!"

"Yes, we are! Tomorrow at 9AM?"

"Yes, I'll see you then. Don't have too much fun without me."

"Me? Never! XOXO"

I looked up at the television and the game was in a rain delay. Texting with Ashley reminded me of the fun we'd had on the couch I was sitting on just a few days earlier so I pulled up the listing of the videos on my phone and beamed the video of me fucking Ashley over the couch onto the big screen using my AppleTV. I quickly brought the audio down as Ashley looked into the camera and told my wife she could use a few pointers.

Seeing Ashley up on the screen was a surreal experience. I had never made a sex video before, and I wasn't too sure what to expect from the iPhone as far as the video quality goes. Needless to say, I was very impressed with the detail as I watched Ashley's perfect, young body moving with every hard thrust I gave her. The images of her perfect B cups bouncing and her soft blonde hair flowing down got me rock hard in an instant. When she looked up at the camera she looked so sweet and innocent, proving the looks can be very, very deceiving.

I thought about taking matters into my own hands, but I told myself that it was just a matter of hours before Ashley would be here in the flesh and she would be able to take care of my raging hard cock herself. I locked my phone and put it down on the side table and flipped the television back to the ballgame. It was still in a rain delay so I downed the remainder of the bourbon I had been drinking and headed up to bed.

The next morning I actually slept in a bit, by the time I got up my wife was already in the kitchen finishing her coffee and getting ready to leave for work. I had to admit she was looking good lately, even in the conservative business suit she was wearing I could tell that she'd been working out more than usual lately. Whether that was because of feeling threatened by Ashley or because she was fucking someone else or for some other reason entirely, I really wasn't sure.

We made the usual morning small talk for a couple of minutes and then she was off. I sat at the table finishing up my coffee when I saw Ashley slip through the back gate and into our yard. She skipped her way up to our deck and up the stairs and I noticed she was carrying a backpack as she opened the French doors and let herself in.

"Hello, Mr. Jones," she said smiling and then mouthed the words, "Is the bitch home?"

"No, don't worry. She's already gone," I grinned as my eyes feasted upon Ashley after not seeing her in person for a few days. She was wearing a white high-neck tank top with slender straps that crisscrossed high up on her exposed back, a short jean skirt and red Keds with white, frilly socks. Her long, blonde hair was down and looked a bit curlier than usual.

"Good, I wasn't in the mood for her dog and pony show today," Ashley smiled as she put her backpack on the counter and walked over to me and sat down on my lap. "I've missed you," she cooed as she wrapped her slender arms around my neck and kissed my lips softly.

"I've missed you too," I moaned low as I wrapped my arms around her waist and devoured her sweet, soft lips.

"Is there any housework for me to do today?" Ashley asked with a giggle as I playfully kissed and nibbled on her neck.

"I didn't have any planned, why? Did you want some?" I smiled and looked up into her eyes.

"I guess not, but I brought my new uniform just in case," Ashley bit her lower lip ever so softly and stared at me with her sparking blue eyes.

"You have a new uniform, huh? Is that what you bought yesterday?"

"Among other things," Ashley giggled and leaned in. She kissed me softly then moved her mouth to my ear and whispered, "Do you want to see it?"

"Yes, you know I do," I moaned softly as I felt Ashley's lips gently kissing my neck.

"Go up to your room and wait for me, I'll get changed and come up to show you," she smiled and jumped up off my lap and walked over to grab her backpack.

"Anything I should do while I'm waiting?" I asked with a smile.

"You're the boss, you can do whatever you want," Ashley giggled and bounced out of the kitchen and into the hall bathroom.

I made my way up the stairs and into the master bedroom. I slipped my red polo shirt up over my head and tossed it on my dresser before I kicked off my shoes and socks and slid my jeans and boxer-briefs to the floor. I sat back naked on the big, king-sized bed and watched the doorway awaiting Ashley's arrival.

I heard her footsteps on the wood floor in the foyer and then on the staircase heading up to the bedrooms. My eyes were focused on the doorway and they were greatly rewarded when Ashley appeared wearing a very sexy French maid outfit carrying a small white feather duster and a small black pouch. The smile on her face grew as she walked into the room and saw me naked on the bed with my already growing manhood.

"Now how to you expect me to get any work done when I can see that big, hard cock of yours, Mr. Jones?" she smiled.

"I'm the boss, you'll do whatever I tell you to do," I grinned as I took in every last detail of her sexy outfit. She was wearing a formfitting black corset and skirt with white lace accents that fit her slim body like a glove. Her long legs were covered by black stockings topped with black lace garters and bows. She was wearing black panties with white lace trim and she had a pair of black open toed pumps with a 4" heels on her feet which made her legs look absolutely amazing. She completed the outfit with a black bow in her hair and she was wearing a black lace choker around her neck.

"Yes, sir," she said as she walked over to the bed and slowly twirled around for me to admire her outfit from every angle and then playfully teased by cock with the feather duster.

"What's in the pouch?" I asked, looking into her blue eyes.

"A gift for you, sir," she smiled as she held out her hand with the pouch for me to take it. I watched her eyes sparkle as I took the pouch from her hand and heard a metallic sound come from inside as I grasped it. I untied the top of the pouch and turned it upside down, letting the black, metallic handcuffs that were inside fall into my open palm.

"I have to say, I like the way you shop," I smiled, looking at the handcuffs and then up into her eyes. The handcuffs were made of steel and were not the playful, fuzzy kind of handcuffs that you could slip out of easily.

"I'm glad," she grinned, biting her lower lip.

"So, you want me to use these on you?" I asked with a smile.

"Mmhmm, if you want to," she said in a voice just louder than a whisper. It was the first time in a long time that Ashley actually seemed a bit unsure of herself and I wondered if she was pushing her comfort zone to prove to me that she would do anything that I wanted her to do.

"Of course I do," I said as I moved closer to her and searched her eyes. I sat on the edge of the bed in front of her and put the cuffs and pouch on the nightstand and then put my hands on her hips and looked up into her eyes.

"I just want to make you happy," Ashley smiled before she playfully bit her bottom lip and brought the feather duster up and giggled as she dusted my face with it.

"You are such a bad girl," I groaned as I pulled her body down on top of mine and grabbed the duster from her with my right hand. She tried to get away but I pinned her down on the bed and gave her face a little dusting of its own.

"Not fair!" she giggled as her young body squirmed underneath mine.

"You started it," I groaned and gave her one last flick with the feathers before I brought them down and slowly traced her arm with them, making sure the feathers barely touched her skin.

"Mmm, fuck," she moaned as the feathers caressed her skin and my left hand slid down in between her legs and teased her through her black satin panties.

"You like that, huh?" I smiled as the feathers teased Ashley's chest, her firm B cups nearly popping out of the corset.

"I do," she groaned softly as my fingertips slid under her panties and found her smooth, wet pussy. I made a few soft, gentle circles around her clit as the feathers made their way once again down her arm.

"Have you ever been handcuffed before, slut?" I growled in a low voice and saw Ashley's eyes open wide in response to the question and the way I had asked it.

"No, sir, never," she moaned as I rubbed her clit a little bit harder.

"Just so we are clear," I moaned, "when I have you handcuffed I can do whatever I want to your hot, sexy body?"

"Yes," she whispered softly as I used the tip of my middle finger to make quick little circles around her clit.

"I can't hear you, slut," I growled.

"Yes!" she nearly screamed, "I am yours to do with as you please, sir."

"Good," I smiled as I threw the feather duster to the floor and used my right hand to move Ashley's arms up over her head. My big hand easily clamped down on both of her small wrists and held them in place as my left hand continued to tease her hot, young pussy. She let out a yelp as I bent my middle finger and slipped it slowly inside her.

"Mmm, that feels so good," Ashley moaned as I softly kissed her neck and slid my middle finger slowly in and out of her wet pussy. Ashley closed her eyes and moaned softly as my finger teased her with slow, small movements and I leaned in and kissed her neck softly.

"I'm sending the wife away next weekend," I whispered in her ear and she let out a long deep sigh.

"Good," Ashley moaned as I nibbled on her earlobe. "All weekend?"

"Yes, I booked her and her sister a long spa weekend. She'll be gone from Friday afternoon until Sunday night," I whispered and then let the tip of my tongue softly trace her ear.

"Mmm, yes" Ashley moaned as my middle finger slid slowly in and out of her tight, little pussy.

"Does that mean you will be able to stay the whole weekend?" I smiled and looked down into her blue eyes, still holding her hands above her head.

"Yes, I'm sure Lindsey will cover for me," Ashley smiled.

"That's good, and you can cover for her," I grinned as I finger fucked Ashley's pussy a little bit faster.

"Cover for her?" Ashley asked, confused then she let out a deep moan as I added my ring finger to my middle finger and slid them both in and out of her dripping wet pussy harder and faster.

"Yes, why don't we make Lindsey our little slut." I watched Ashley's eyes as she took the words in. Her slim body was moving up to meet my fingers as they fucked her slowly once again. She bit down on her plump lower lip and took in a deep breath and nodded.

"If that's what you want, I'll ask her," Ashley moaned.

"No, there is no asking. You will deliver her, do you understand?" I growled as I grasped her wrists harder and slid my fingers faster and deeper inside her hot little pussy.

"Yes, I will deliver her," Ashley moaned as I released her wrists and moved my way down her body, kissing her soft, warm flesh. My hands moved down and unsnapped her garters and then grabbed a hold of her black satin panties with the white lace trim and slid them down past her black stockings and heels and then off.

I spread Ashley's long, skinny legs and moved her feet in the sexy pumps up over my shoulders as I leaned in and my tongue immediately found her hot, dripping wet pussy and dove right in. She grabbed onto my hair and pressed my face down into her pussy while my tongue lapped up every sweet drop of her juices as it slid in and out of her body.

I looked up at Ashley as she let out a long moan. Her head was pressed back into the bed and her long, blonde hair was a total sexy mess. Her chest was rising and falling as my tongue worked her sweet pussy and I had to remind myself that this amazing little slut in the French maid costume was the young blonde Catholic high school girl from next door.

My big, strong hands slid their way up her body. They traced the corset until they reached Ashley's firm, young breasts. I pulled the material down, revealing her puffy pink nipples as my tongue drove deeper and deeper inside of Ashley's dripping wet pussy. Her juices were covering my face and I was grinding my mouth up against her to get as deep as I could inside her.

"Fuck, yes!" Ashley screamed as my fingertips squeezed down on her freshly revealed nipples. I could feel them harden in my hands as my tongue found Ashley's clit and playfully flicked it a couple of times before I kissed it and sucked on it softly.

Ashley's breathing was now getting labored and erratic. My hands cupped her breasts and my tongue was making quick circles around her little button. I squeezed down hard on her nipples again and twisted them as I sucked on her clit, causing Ashley to let out a scream.

"Yes! Yes! Holy Hell, Yes!" Ashley screamed between breaths as her hands left my hair and grabbed down at the bed sheet, pulling it free from the mattress as I slammed my tongue deep inside her wet candy pussy.




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 08



I moaned as my tongue darted in and out of Ashley's tight, young body. Her hips came up to meet ever thrust and it took everything I had to keep my mouth attached to her soft wet skin as I tongue fucked her dripping pussy.

"Oh God, Yes!" she screamed as her orgasm started. I pinched my fingers down on her hard nipples as let her ride my rolled tongue as it pummeled her. My face was covered and dripping with her sweet nectar by the time she finished with a deep moan and let her hips fall back onto the bed and tried to catch her breath.

"For a maid, you sure do make a hell of a mess," I smiled up at her as I looked at the wet spot beneath her body and the sheets that she had pulled off the bed.

"But, I look good in the uniform," Ashley giggled out of breath as I moved up her body and got on top of her. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked deep into her blue eyes.

"Yes, you look amazing in the uniform," I grinned as I leaned down and kissed Ashley's soft, red lips. Her hot, wet tongue shot into my mouth and tasted her sweetness on my tongue as they wrestled through the kiss. I let out a moan as she reached down with her manicured hand and found my hard cock.

"How may I please you, sir?" Ashley asked with a wicked grin as she wrapped her hand around my hard cock and squeezed playfully.

"Oh, I can think of a few ways," I moaned as she slowly stroked my hard cock and smiled at me. I pulled her hand off my cock and rolled her over onto her stomach as I grabbed the handcuffs from the nightstand. I gathered her arms behind her back and slapped the cold, metal cuffs onto her wrists.

"Oh, fuck," Ashley moaned as she lay there handcuffed on the big bed in her French maid outfit. I slid her short skirt up and let my left hand come down hard on her exposed ass, causing her to moan and bend her knees, bringing her black heels up into the air.

My hand rested for a moment on Ashley's firm, young behind and every time I moved it even a fraction of an inch I could see her muscles tensing up, expecting to be spanked again. I slid my right hand up her back, past the soft satin material of her costume and onto the warm skin of her back. I let her long, blonde hair intertwine with my fingertips as I quickly raised and lowered my left hand on her ass, causing her to let out a scream.

"Don't tease me," Ashley moaned as I let my left hand once again linger on her warm, red bottom. I grasped down harder on her hair and pulled it back for a brief moment before letting go. She groaned and clenched her buttocks but this time I did not spank her. "Fuck me," she whimpered.

"I'll do what I want to do," I said matter-of-factly as I released her soft hair and removed my hand from her perfect, little ass. I stood up and grabbed my jeans from the floor and slid my black leather belt free and held on to it as I got back on the bed. I doubled the belt back onto itself and pulled hard on both ends, bringing the leather together with a loud thwacking sound.

"Oh, don't you dare," Ashley said as she glared up at me with her blue eyes as I kneeled on the bed next to her long, slim body and let the leather of the belt touch her soft skin.

"What happened to, 'I'm yours to do with as you please'?" I grinned as I let the belt run slowly up and down her slender arms which were handcuffed behind her back.

"But that will hurt, a lot!" Ashley groaned as I brought the black leather belt to her exposed ass and let it sit there causing her to squirm.

"Not necessarily, it all depends on just how hard I bring it down on your soft, warm skin, now doesn't it?" I grinned and raised the belt an inch or so off of Ashley's ass and let it drop back down softly causing her to clench the muscles on her firm little ass tighter.

"Yes," she whispered, "I suppose."

"Don't you trust me?" I smiled as I picked the belt back up and snapped it upon itself to make the desired thwacking sound again.

"I let you handcuff me, didn't I?" Ashley grinned. She had a point, she was lying on my big bed with her hands cuffed behind her back and I could do pretty much anything I wanted to her. I wondered for a moment what the proper thing to do to a little teen slut who was handcuffed on a married man's bed was. Ashley had helped me push a lot of my personal boundaries over the past couple of weeks so I figured it was time to push a few of hers.

"Yes, but you're still a dirty little home wrecking slut," I moaned as I brought my black leather belt down so hard and fast onto her firm ass that she never saw it coming. The result was that perfect thwacking sound followed by Ashley's scream.

"Fuck you!" Ashley shrieked as she squirmed and kicked her feet coming close to slamming her heel into the side of my face.

"You're not a dirty little home wrecking slut?" I growled as I brought the belt down hard again on her now very red bottom.

"No! Your cheating wife is the home wrecker," Ashley moaned and squirmed on the bed as I brought the belt up again and held it there as she looked up at me. "I just want to be your dirty little slut," she sighed as she bit her lower lip and grinned.

"Is that so?" I smiled.

"Yes, it is," Ashley groaned.

"So tell me, did it really hurt that bad?" I asked with a smile as I gently rubbed Ashley's warm, red ass with my left hand as I held the belt in the air with my right.

"Yes," she giggled.

"Are you lying?" I asked, still rubbing her ass softly.

"Yes," she giggled again. "I kind of liked it."

"Did you?" I smiled as my left hand slid down her ass and I let my fingertips softly caress Ashley's soft, pink pussy lips which were now dripping with her juices. "Fuck, you are a bad little girl."

"Only for you," Ashley moaned as I slipped my ring and middle fingers inside of her tight, young pussy causing her to let out a high-pitched yelp.

"But for how long?" I asked as I let the belt fall softly down onto her ass as I slipped my fingers slowly in and out of her body.

"What do you mean?" she moaned as my fingers started to work her pussy faster and deeper.

"How long do you think this little thing we have going could last?" I asked as I raised the belt up high and watched Ashley's blue eyes as she followed it up.

"I can't say," Ashley moaned.

"You can't, or you won't?" I asked as I looked into her eyes.

"You said you'd never leave the bitch," Ashley moaned and bit down on her lip. I slid my dripping wet fingers in and out of her tight pussy faster and she pushed her body back on my hand for more.

"Is that what you want?" My right hand brought the belt down hard on Ashley's ass as I finger fucked her.

"Yes!" she screamed. "She can't give you what you want."

"So you want you and me to be forever?" I moaned, raising the belt again.

"Well, no," Ashley smiled, "I figure I can fuck you to death in ten, twenty years tops," she giggled as the belt came down hard on her ass and my fingers pummeled her tiny, wet pussy and Ashley let out a series of high-pitched screams as she came hard on my hand.

"That wouldn't be a bad way to go," I chuckled as I threw the belt onto the floor and slid my wet fingers from Ashley's pussy and tasted them.

"No?" Ashley moaned as she smiled up at me with her blue eyes.

"No," I said as I stood up and grabbed the handcuffs and pulled Ashley up to her feet at the side of my bed. I spun her around and looked into her eyes and smiled. "I can think of worse ways."

"Good," Ashley giggled as I put my hands on her shoulders and pressed her down onto her knees where she was eye level with my raging cock. She licked her lips and stared up at me with her sexy blue eyes as I grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair. "How may your little slut please you, sir?" she asked in her sweet little girl voice.

"Suck my cock," I growled as I tugged Ashley's hair back. I looked down at her there on her knees in front of me, in her sexy French maid uniform with her hands handcuffed behind her back and wondered just how many guys would kill to be me at that very moment.

"Yes, sir," she moaned as she leaned in and let her soft, red lips touch the throbbing head of my cock. I let out a soft moan as her soft, sweet little girl's tongue darted out of her mouth and made slow circles around my hard shaft as she looked up into my eyes.

I watched her, alternating from looking into her eyes and down at her firm young breasts as they bounced. She smiled up at me as I brushed a stray hair from in front of her face and watched her as she let her mouth slide down slowly on my cock until my throbbing cockhead was in her throat.

"Fuck, Ashley, you are a great little cock sucker, baby," I moaned as she bobbed her head up and down on my shaft and slobbered all over it. Her tongue and her lips engulfed ever inch of my prick as I watched it disappear in between her soft, red lips.

"So, tell me," Ashley moaned as her lips moved clear of my cock, "when was the last time you had your bitch wife on her knees, handcuffed giving you head?" Her eyes sparkled as she bit down seductively on her lower lip and awaited my reply.

"Never," I moaned as I grabbed and pulled her soft blonde hair back hard and looked down into her eyes.

"Fuck, she is a boring bitch, isn't she?" Ashley giggled but didn't wait for my reply this time. Instead, she started going down on me again in earnest. Her lips gripping my cock tightly as she corkscrewed her way up and down my shaft making soft little sucking and slurping noises as she went along.

"Yes, I guess she is," I moaned as I watched Ashley's perky B cups bounce as she bobbed her head up and down on my cock. I could feel my balls welling up; knowing I wouldn't be able to last long at the rate Ashley was sucking my cock. I tugged her hair back and thrust my throbbing member deep into her mouth. I was so addicted to this girl and I loved fucking her pretty face with my big, married cock.

"She let you cum on her ugly face?" Ashley moaned.

"No," I groaned low, trying to keep from exploding as Ashley teased my throbbing cockhead with her tongue.

"Mmm, cum on my face, baby. Show me what your bad little slut gets," she moaned and then went back to work bobbing her head up and down on my ready-to-explode cock. Both of my hands moved down behind her neck and grabbed a hold of her hair as I fucked her sweet mouth. In and out, faster and harder, Ashley deep-throated me like a pro and I couldn't handle any more.

"Fuck, yes," I groaned as I felt myself ready to explode and I pulled Ashley's blonde hair back pulling her mouth off my cock. I felt her hot, wet tongue flick as my throbbing head as her lips moved past my cock and she looked up at me with her lust-filled eyes as I came hard, spurting out wave after wave of my sticky, hot white cum all over her pretty face.

"Yes," she groaned as my jizz covered her lips, her chin, her eyes and just about every inch of her face.

"Holy fuck," I moaned as Ashley's lips returned to my cock to milk it for every last drop that it had. When I finished cumming Ashley's tongue twirled a few times around my throbbing head and her soft lips sucked my cock clean.

"How was that?" Ashley grinned, looking up at me as my cum dripped down from her face down onto her tits.

"I have no words," I grinned as I took the image in.

"Why don't you grab something out of the bitch's drawer and clean me up?" Ashley giggled as she kneeled back, her hands still handcuffed behind her back.

"I can do that," I said as I opened up one of my wife's drawers and pulled out one of her t-shirts and gently cleaned my cum from Ashley's face and her firm B cups.

"Thanks, husband," she moaned, "Are you going to fuck me now?"

"You want more already?" I smiled.

"Mmhmm," she grinned up at me with her blue eyes. "How often do you get to have a little slut handcuffed for your pleasure?"

"I'm starting to think it's going to become a regular occurrence from now on," I grinned as Ashley leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth again bringing it quickly back to life with her expert tongue. She bobbed her head up and down and had my cock rock hard in record time.

I grabbed Ashley's long blonde hair and pulled her off my cock and stood her up and bent her over the big king-sized bed. Her ass, still nice and red was up in the air and her hands still cuffed behind her back. My hands moved out to her hips as I guided my throbbing cockhead to her little wet pussy and slipped it inside.

"Mmm, yes, baby that feels so good," Ashley moaned as I started fucking her slowly and deeply. Her tiny pussy gripping down hard on my married cock as I started slamming it home as deep as I could, lifting Ashley's young body off the ground with each deep thrust.

I lifted my right hand and brought it down hard on her already sore bottom and she responded by letting out a scream and pushing her tight pussy down harder on my cock. I let my left hand slide around her hip and between her legs and I used my fingertips to tease her clit as I pounded her pussy from behind.

"Yes, fuck me," Ashley moaned as I continued to tease her clit with my left hand. I was pounding her harder and faster and I could feel her juices dripping down my hard cock. My right hand moved up and gathered her blonde hair into a ponytail and pulled her back hard as I pounded her pussy with every ounce of strength that I had.

"You are such a slut," I moaned as Ashley's pussy engulfed my cock and squeezed me tightly at the end of every one of my thrusts.

"You love me," Ashley moaned.

"I do," I growled, "I love fucking your tight little pussy." I pulled her hair back hard and made quick circles around her clit with my fingertips as my cock penetrated her dripping wet pussy over and over again.

"No, tell me you love me," Ashley moaned as she used her pussy to grip my throbbing manhood tighter as I pounded her from behind.

"Fuck, yes, I do. I love you, Ashley," I knew it was probably a mistake to say it, but at that moment I did love the naughty little Catholic schoolgirl slut that was taking every inch of my cock in her amazingly tight little pussy.

"Mmm, baby, I love you too. Now fill me up good," Ashley moaned and I couldn't have stopped myself if I wanted to do so. My cock was on fire and my body was on auto-pilot as I pounded her perfect young pussy hard and fast. Her pussy was so tight and dripping wet and felt better than anything I'd ever had my cock in before and I wanted more and more. I yanked her back hard by her hair as I felt myself cumming, shooting every drop of cum that I had left deep inside of her waiting pussy.

"Oh fuck yes!" I moaned, letting my cock slam in and out of Ashley's tiny little schoolgirl pussy. I loved feeling her gripping down on my cock like a vise and milking me for every last drop. When I was finally done, I slid my cock free and reached for the handcuff keys on the nightstand.

"Mmm, baby," Ashley moaned as I unlocked the cuffs and set her free. She fell down onto the bed and moaned, "That was intense."

"Yes, it was," I grinned as I lay down next to her on the bed and pulled her body close to mine.

"So, we're really going to have a whole weekend together?" Ashley whispered as she softly kissed my neck.

"Yes, we are," I groaned.

"I want you all to myself for at least a day; I have a surprise for you." Ashley looked up at me with her soft blue eyes.

"You are full of surprises, huh? Is it better than a French maid uniform and handcuffs?" I chuckled.

"I think so," Ashley smiled and there was no way I could deny her.

"That's fine, I'm still not too sure about the Lindsey thing anyway. It might just needlessly complicate things."

"If you want it, we'll do it," Ashley smiled, "Just maybe not next weekend."

"Sounds good," I smiled.

"But, if and when we do," Ashley giggled, "promise me you'll beat her ass with that black leather belt of yours!"

"You are bad!" I said as I shook my head.

"I know, but that's why you love me, husband." Ashley snuggled her face up against my chest and I wrapped my arms around her. There was no doubt this girl liked to compete, whether it was with my wife or with Lindsey. I drifted off to sleep imagining how I could use that to my advantage.



Ashley's Revenge Ch. 09



I was awoken by the sound of our doorbell ringing followed shortly after that by the unmistakable sounds of a UPS truck driving away down the street, no doubt meaning that my Amazon package with the GPS tracker had arrived on my doorstep. Ashley was lying next to me on the bed, her head was on my chest and she was sound asleep in her French maid uniform and heels. I loved the way her soft blonde hair felt on my skin as I lay there watching her breathe, her angelic face snuggled up against my body.

I know I told myself at the start of the affair that I was only in it for the short term because I could not resist the temptation of having sex with Ashley. After all, what man could resist this hot, young 18 year old blonde goddess who could easily be on the cover of a magazine? I told myself that there was no way there could ever be any more to the relationship than just sex. I made it clear to Ashley that there was no way I would leave my wife for her, our age difference was just way too extreme for a long term relationship and she was too young to know what she wanted. The problem was the more I got to know Ashley the more it seemed like she might know exactly what she wanted and I might be the one without a clue.

I realized the GPS idea was just me grasping at straws, hoping to find a reason to allow myself to continue fucking Ashley without feeling bad about it. The only evidence so far that my wife might be cheating was a single ticket stub which may or may not have been planted by the sexy, young blonde that was sleeping in my arms. I rationalized it to myself by thinking that even if Ashley did plant the ticket stub, that only meant that she really did want me badly enough to do anything to get me.

I know it all sounds a bit crazy, but these are the thought patterns of a man being seduced by a beautiful woman half his age. My marriage had gotten stale and boring over the years and having a new adventure with a sexy, young woman like Ashley was quite a temptation. I guess I always knew I was lying to myself when I thought that this affair could somehow be simple and easy, but now I just did not care.

I was now focused on proving my wife was cheating on me, because that would mean I wasn't the only bad guy in this story. If my wife was cheating on me, then there was no reason I couldn't have a real relationship with Ashley, if that's what Ashley truly wanted. If I could prove that Ashley was right and that my wife didn't deserve me, then maybe everything would be clear.

There was one thing that was certain, and that was that the sex with Ashley had been out of this world amazing. Being with her made me feel so young and alive and I wanted that feeling to last as long as it could. I loved the fact that she would dress up in sexy costumes or lingerie for me and do things like let me handcuff her. She was obviously trying hard to be my fantasy girl and she was succeeding.

I was looking forward to spending the next weekend with her and being able to spend the whole night with her by my side for two nights in a row. I knew what I had to do in order to make it the perfect weekend, Ashley wanted to wear my wife's rings and I figured that I would have to make that happen.

Ashley's body moved as she stretched and opened her bright blue eyes and looked up at me with a smile.

"Hello, beautiful," I said grinning.

"Hi," Ashley yawned, "what time is it?"

"It's a little before noon."

"Mmm, good, plenty of time," Ashley groaned as she moved her long, slim body higher up the bed and softly kissed my neck. I wrapped my arms around her and breathed in her sweet scent.

"Yeah, plenty of time for us to test the new GPS unit that's sitting on the doorstep." I let out a soft moan as Ashley playfully nibbled on my neck.

"Mmm, I can't wait until we catch the bitch red handed," Ashley giggled as she sat up in the bed and looked into my eyes as her fingertips traced random patterns on my chest. The French maid uniform falling off her body, revealing her perfect firm breasts with the soft, puffy pink nipples.

"Or it might yield nothing at all."

"Possibly, but if it proves the bitch is cheating, then what?" Ashley asked with a grin.

"Then we make her pay."

"We make who pay?" Ashley giggled as her hand slid down my torso and grabbed my a hold of my cock.

"We make the bitch pay," I groaned as Ashley used her well manicured hand to start stroking my cock slowly.

"Very good, husband. And how will we make the bitch pay?" Ashley asked as her blue eyes probed mine and her hand stroked my now rock hard cock with a slow up and down motion.

"Mmm, I don't know yet. I'm sure we will figure it out," I moaned as Ashley smiled and removed her hand from my hard, throbbing cock.

"So, time to go test the new GPS?" Ashley smiled wickedly as she ignored my raging hard-on that she had just brought to life.

"Do you really want me to spank you again?" I grinned.

"Nope," Ashley shook her head and giggled, making a popping sound with her lips at the end of the word.

"Are you just going to leave that big, hard cock hanging the way that it is?"

"Yep," she said, making the popping sound again and giggling.

"Do I need to get my belt," I asked with an annoyed smile.

"If you must," Ashley giggled as she sat there on the bed watching me.

"So, you want me to force you?" I asked as I looked into her mischievous blue eyes.

"I didn't say that," Ashley giggled.

"You didn't not say that either," I moaned as I reached down to the floor trying to find my belt.

"True," Ashley smiled and she jumped off the bed just as I found my belt and grabbed it with my right hand.

"Where are you going?" I yelled as Ashley ran from the room giggling. I grabbed the handcuffs and headed out into the hall after her. She was already at the bottom of the staircase when I hit the hallway and she was making her way into the kitchen as I pursued her. I ran down the hall and then jumped down the staircase naked, carrying my belt and the handcuffs and ran into the kitchen where Ashley was smiling on the other side of the big island.

"What are you planning on doing to me?" she smiled as she saw what I was carrying in my hands.

"Why don't you come over here and find out," I groaned, my cock hard as a rock.

"No, you come here," she giggled and watched me as I moved left then right, then left again as I bolted around the kitchen island. Ashley's heels hit the floor as she ran from me, she ran out of the kitchen and down the stairs into the den.

"You know I'm going to catch you," I yelled as I followed her down the stairs and heard the door to the basement fly open. When I got into the den I flew through the basement door and saw Ashley pulling her uniform back on as she stood on the other side of my pool table.

"What makes you think you can catch me?" Ashley giggled, breathing hard and watching me as I made my way closer to the table.

"What makes me think I can catch you?" I groaned. "The fact that I know you want to be caught," I smiled.

"I do?" Ashley grinned as she leaned forward and put her hands down on the rails of the pool table and watched me closely.

"You do," I grinned as I put the handcuffs down on the table and snapped the belt onto itself to make the desired thwacking noise.

"Why is that?" Ashley giggled.

"Because you want to be punished," I said, holding onto the belt with my right hand and grabbing a pool cue with my left.

"Oh, I do?" Ashley smiled as she moved to her left so I mirrored her by moving to my right. She went right so I again mirrored her by going to my left. As she tried to make the dash from the pool table to get behind the bar I tossed the pool cue in her direction and it wound up under her black, leather pump causing her to fall down onto the carpeted floor where I was on her in an instant.

"Yes, you do," I said as I held her down on the floor as she tried to get away.

"Don't spank me with your belt," she giggled as she kicked her feet for effect.

"Oh, I won't," I moaned as I pulled her to her feet and bent her over the pool table as I kicked her legs apart and I threaded the belt through the buckle and made a big loop.

"What are you going to do?" Ashley asked as she looked back at me and smiled. I reached up with my left hand and grabbed a handful of Ashley's long, blonde hair and pulled her back to me.

"If you're going to run, you're going to get a leash," I moaned as I brought the looped leather belt over her head and pulled the slack out of it once it was around her neck making a makeshift collar and leash as she moaned.

"Mmm, fuck, Mr. Jones," Ashley groaned as she felt my hard cock moving up and down her dripping wet pussy lips.

"Are you going to behave?" I growled as I pulled back on the belt.

"No, sir," she moaned. "Fuck me."

I pressed her young body up against the pool table as my raging hard cock slid inside her waiting pussy. I held onto the belt and watched as she lay on green felt and slid her hands into two of the table's holes and grabbed on for dear life as I started fucking her harder and harder. Each deep thrust I pounded her pussy with made her scream and I could feel her body slamming itself back down onto me for more.

Seeing young Ashley bent over my pool table, wearing that sexy French maid outfit and with my black leather belt around her neck got me harder than I even knew was possible. I wondered for a moment just how it was even possible that I had made the sexy Catholic high school girl from next door my own little fuck toy to do with whatever I wanted. I didn't dwell on the question long as my cock was on fire and my brain was flooded with lust for this horny little slut so I thrust myself deep inside her over and over again as I pulled back harder on the belt.

"Yes!" Ashley screamed as her pussy gripped down hard on my cock and sent me into full frenzy. My cock exploded and filled Ashley's tight, dripping pussy with every last drop of my white hot cum.

"Holy fuck," I moaned as I let go of the belt and felt Ashley's tight pussy contracting over and over again on my throbbing cock, milking it for what seemed like forever.

"That was fucking hot," Ashley moaned out of breath as she let go of the pool table.

"Yeah, not sure what that came from," I smiled as I slid my cock from her tight, young pussy and stepped back.

"I loved it, I won't even ask when the last time you bent the bitch over this pool table was," Ashley smiled as she stood up and turned to face me.

"Aren't you going to ask if I've ever put a belt around her neck?" I grinned as I reached out and loosened the leather strap and removed it from around her neck.

"Hell, no," Ashley laughed, "I know you never have done that to anyone before."

"Really, how do you know?" I grinned, a little scared at just how good this girl could read me.

"I could see it in your eyes," Ashley smiled. "But it's good, I'm glad you can do things with me that you have never done before." Ashley put her arms up around my neck and pulled me down to kiss my lips. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a deep, probing kiss as I sat her body up on the pool table and felt her long legs wrap around me tightly.

"I am too, who says you can't teach an old dog new tricks, huh?" I smiled.

"You're not old, baby," she moaned as she looked up into my eyes.

"I certainly don't feel old when I'm around you," I grinned.

"Good, age is just a number. When two people are meant to be together, nothing else matters." Ashley looked at me with her sparking blue eyes and used her legs to pull me closer.

"I agree," I moaned as I kissed her soft, red lips. "Now should we go see about that GPS?"

"Sure," Ashley giggled, "after a nice, hot shower."

"Sounds perfect," I said as her legs released me and I pulled her down from the pool table before picking her up in my arms and carrying her up the stairs to the master bathroom. I undressed her and marveled at her firm, young body. We took a nice, hot shower that lasted a good twenty minutes where I made sure every inch of her long, slender body was squeaky clean. Every now and then Ashley would pull me down for a kiss, feeling her soft lips on mine under the spray of the hot water was heavenly.

When we were done in the shower I dried Ashley's soft, warm body off completely before she bounced through my bedroom and back downstairs where she had left her clothes to get dressed. I picked up her French maid uniform from the tiled floor and carried it into my bedroom, wondering how I got so lucky as to have a young girl like Ashley in my life.

After I got put my jeans and polo shirt back on, I went downstairs where Ashley had already retrieved the Amazon box from the front step and she was in the kitchen at the table reading the booklet that came with the GPS tracker.

"This thing is pretty cool, a stalkers dream gadget," Ashley smiled up at me, now back in her short jean skirt and white, high-neck tank top. Her gold cross and chain hung over her shirt.

"Yeah, isn't technology great?" I grinned as I sat down across from Ashley at the table.

"No real-time tracking?" she asked as she flipped through the manual.

"No, those devices need to be on the cell network and cost quite a bit more. This will let us know where she's been, so it should do what we need it to do."

"Yeah, you're right," Ashley smiled as she put the booklet down on the table. "I really am excited about next weekend, having you all to myself for two whole days."

"I am too," I smiled. "We should do something special; go out for a nice dinner or something."

"Ooh, you're not afraid of someone seeing us?" Ashley grinned as she stared at me with her beautiful blue eyes.

"So what if they do? Can't I take my favorite intern out for a nice dinner to say 'thank you' for a job well done?" I smiled and returned her gaze.

"I suppose so," Ashley giggled, "I've always wanted to go to Alinea!"

"You are not a cheap date, are you?" I smiled wide.

"No, but I'm worth it! Besides, guys usually have to wine and dine a girl to get her to do the things that I've already done for you," Ashley said as she gave me her sweetest smile.

"Very, very true."

"Are you sure you can get a table? I've heard it can take months to get a reservation."

"Yes, don't worry, Grant and I go way back and he owes me a favor or two for tracking down which of his competitors was giving him bad reviews online."

"You know Grant Achatz? Very impressive," Ashley grinned, "I already know what dress I'm going to wear!"

"I'm sure you'll look amazing," I said with a smile.

"Thank you, baby," Ashley bit her lower lip and smiled. I couldn't help but just stare at her for a moment; she was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. So young, so vibrant and knowing just how naughty that she was made her even that much hotter.

"Do you have any idea what kind of effect you have on me when you bite down like that on your lip?" I asked, almost to myself.

"I do now," Ashley giggled and jumped up to her feet. "Anything we need to do before the bitch gets home?"

"I guess we can straighten up a few things, make it look like you were hard at work all day," I said as I looked up at her.

"But I was hard at work," Ashley smiled and bit down on her lower lip more seductively than usual.

"I'm going to regret telling you about that, aren't I?" I grinned.

"Yeah, probably," Ashley smiled as she walked over to my chair and sat down on my lap and put her long, slim arms around my neck. "But, you love me anyway."

"I do," I said as my hands moved to her hips and I leaned in and kissed her sweet, red lips with a long, lingering kiss.

"Just think," Ashley moaned as I moved down to kiss her neck, "next weekend we get two full, uninterrupted days to do anything we want."

"Mmhmm," I groaned, "I already have a few things planned."

"I do too, husband," Ashley whispered softly in my ear before she let her soft, wet tongue gently trace my earlobe. My left hand slid up her back and grabbed her soft blonde hair and I tugged it back as I nibbled on her sweet neck.

"You would make a perfect wife, wouldn't you?" I groaned as I tugged Ashley's hair back harder.

"Yes, I would," Ashley cooed as I kissed her one last time before releasing her hair.

"Ok, time for some work before I end up just fucking you again," I said with a sigh.

"Would that be so bad?" Ashley pouted.

"No, but I guess we want to keep the wife happy with your internship."

"For now, anyway," Ashley smiled.

"Exactly," I said as I wondered just how much longer everything could stay in motion before something finally crashed. Whether it would be my wife, or anyone, finding out about Ashley and my affair or me finding out that my wife was actually cheating, I just wasn't sure.

Ashley went downstairs to take care of some of the laundry and I disposed of the packaging that the GPS tracker had arrived in and gave the bathrooms a quick cleaning. We both met in the master bedroom when Ashley brought up some clothes as well as my belt and the handcuffs from the basement. Ashley gathered up her things and I made sure there was no other evidence left from our morning of fun.

"Don't let the bitch find these," Ashley smiled as she sat down on the bed and held up the handcuffs.

"I won't," I grinned, "She hasn't found your sexy black thong with the little pink bow on it yet, has she?"

"Where do you keep it?" Ashley asked with a wicked little grin as she looked around the room as if she'd be able to figure out my hiding place easily.

"Now, I can't tell you all of my secrets, can I?" I watched Ashley's eyes as they continued to dart around the room. "They're not in here, anyway," I smiled.

"Your office," Ashley smiled as she stood up. Maybe I was too easy to read after all. I followed her as she made her way out of the master bedroom and into my office as she twirled the handcuffs around her fingers. She walked to the front of my desk and looked around the room slowly.

"I didn't say they were in here," I smiled as I walked over and sat behind my desk and watched Ashley.

"Oh, they're in here," Ashley smiled as she walked around my desk. "Not in the desk though, that would be too obvious. Would have to be somewhere your wife would never think to look."

"And just where would that be?" I grinned as Ashley looked at the items on my desk, picking up my humidor and scowling a bit when she found nothing but cigars inside it. "Want to play Bill and Monica?" I smiled.

"Ew, no," Ashley looked at me and scowled. "That girl was one ugly, fashion-challenged, beret wearing cow."

"Why don't you tell me how you really feel?" I chuckled, amused at her reaction. Ashley put the humidor down and walked behind me and over to my bookcase where she scanned the titles for a moment before she turned to me.

"Alright, I know where they are," Ashley smiled as she jumped up and sat on the front of my desk and looked into my eyes.

"You do?" I asked, the tone of my voice letting Ashley know I was a bit skeptical of her claim.

"I do," Ashley smiled, "No doubt about it."

"Then tell me where they are," I watched her beautiful blue eyes as they gazed into mine.

"How about we have a wager instead?" Ashley bit down on her lower lip and smiled.

"Alright, what are we betting?"

"The winner gets a 'Whatever The Fuck I Want' card," Ashley said confidently.

"And what is that exactly?" I grinned as I sat back in my chair.

"Well, it's not a real card, obviously," Ashley smiled as she leaned closer to me. "It just means that the winner, at any point he or she pleases, can tell the other person to do something and they have to do it, no matter what it is."

"Alright, sounds fun, I'm in."




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 09



"Are you sure," Ashley grinned as she hopped up off the desk and stood in front of me.

"Yes, I'm sure," I nodded.

"The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy," Ashley grinned as she looked deep into my eyes.

"You'll have to be more specific," I smiled as I reached out and grabbed Ashley's hips and pulled her down on my lap.

"You have two copies; the one that is down on the lower shelf is a nice leather-bound edition but the one on the high shelf is a cheap bargain bookstore find and my theory is that you hollowed it out to have a place to store you naughty little mementos," Ashley smiled as she leaned in and kissed me softly. "Do I win?"

"Yes, you win," I sighed as Ashley giggled and kissed me deeply before she hopped up out of the chair and brought the book down to the desk where she opened it up and revealed the hidden compartment that housed her black lace panties, some cash and my Sig Sauer P226 9mm handgun.

"Interesting combination," Ashley said as she picked up the Sig and took a closer look at it.

"Yeah, be careful with that." I sat back in my chair and watched Ashley as she handled the gun. I was happy that I'd cleaned it the night before and knew it was empty so I could give her a little leeway as she pointed the gun out the window doing her best bad-ass impression. "How'd you know my wife would never look at that book?"

"Are you serious?" Ashley looked at me like I was a total idiot. "It's The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, not exactly chick-lit."

"I don't know, I think it's a pretty good book," I smiled as Ashley put the gun back in the book's hidden compartment and then added the handcuffs to it.

"You, sir, are not a chick," Ashley giggled as she put the book back up on the shelf. She spun around then walked back over to me and sat back down in my lap. "Don't forget what I've won," she smiled and leaned in and kissed me softly.

"I won't, I'm a man of my word," I said as I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her young body closer as I kissed her passionately.

"Good, now I've got to run. Don't let the bitch catch you putting the GPS on her car," Ashley said with a smile.

"I won't, I'm damn good," I grinned looking into her eyes.

"Yes, you are," Ashley giggled and leaned in to kiss me one last time before she whispered, "Bye, baby," in my ear before she got up and headed out the door.

It wasn't long before I heard the back door as Ashley left then shortly thereafter I heard my wife coming in from the garage. I went downstairs to greet her after taking one last look into our bedroom to make sure there was no visible sign of the fun Ashley and I had earlier.

"Hey hun," my wife said as I walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, how was your day?"

"The usual stuff, nothing too horrible," she said as she stood at the island and sorted the mail that she had just brought in.

"You've been working a lot of hours lately, don't you think you deserve a bit of a break?" I smiled as I walked over to the island across from her.

"Yeah, I really do."

"Well, I've got a surprise for you," I grinned. "I know Caroline's birthday is coming up and that you two love your sister bonding time so I booked the two of you for the full Spa package at the Osthoff Resort for next weekend."

"Really?" Katherine looked up from the mail smiling, "That's awesome! What made you think of doing that?"

"I got an email from TripAdvisor, they had some great last-minute specials and I remembered that the two of you absolutely loved the place when we went there a few years ago."

"Yeah, we did," Katherine smiled as she walked around the island and gave me a big hug. "Aren't you going to come along?" she asked as I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her body closer.

"Nah, I'd just be a third-wheel. You two will have a lot more fun without me," I grinned.

"Well, thank you," she smiled as she put her arms up around my neck and pulled me down and kissed me. "I've got to go call Caroline; she's going to be excited."

"Yeah, tell her since it's her birthday I'll even cover her mini-bar charges," I chuckled.

"I don't know if we have that kind of cash," Katherine said smiling as she pulled her phone from her purse and dialed her sister's number. She headed up to the bedroom to talk so I slipped downstairs and out into the garage and placed the tracking device in the wheel well of my wife's black Cadillac CTS-V.

I figured that I would give it at least a week until I checked on the device. If I could get a chance next Friday before my wife and her sister left on their spa weekend I'd pull it then. I wasn't quite sure which of the results I was hoping for. Finding out she was cheating would give me a free pass on the affair I was having with Ashley and finding out she wasn't would make me feel like a total dick for suspecting she was in the first place.

If she wasn't cheating, that was the more complicated situation at this point. If she wasn't cheating, then I didn't have a 'get out of jail free' card in the ticket stub and I was pretty certain that my marriage would be over if my wife found out I was fucking the high school girl next door.

I went back inside and kicked off my shoes and turned the television on, flipping through the channels as I played the events of the day back in my head. I knew I was playing with fire by telling Ashley that I loved her, but in the heat of the moment I just couldn't resist. When my cock is buried deep inside her she could get me to do anything she wanted me to do.

I wondered just what would happen if I found my wife wasn't cheating and I tried to break it off with Ashley. I couldn't see it going well at all. For now, as long as I kept Ashley happy she was content being the other woman but the minute I made her mad I was pretty sure that she'd make sure my wife found out all about our little adventures. I was an idiot to get this involved without thinking of some kind of exit strategy and now I realized there might not be one.

I then wondered if Ashley could ever be the long-term solution. I couldn't believe that I was even thinking about the possibility. Maybe it was just because I was starting to feel backed into a corner and wanted to justify my actions to myself, but I wondered if Ashley and I could somehow work. Yes, there was the age difference, but crazier things have happened. She was still in high school, but that was only for another year. There was no steadfast rule that it couldn't work.

Ashley was making it pretty damn clear that she wanted me. If she just wanted to get her revenge on my wife, she could have had it long ago. I was starting to believe that what was keeping Ashley around was that she really and truly wanted me. Never before had I had a girl like Ashley at my beck and call, willing to do anything and everything just to make me happy. The fact that she was tall, blonde and extremely gorgeous made her my absolute dream girl. The fact that she was also extremely naughty and a downright dirty little slut was just was icing on the cake and made me feel like I was living out every man's fantasy.

"What are you watching?" my wife Katherine's voice snapped me back to reality and I looked up to see her smiling in front of me wearing a light pink, see-through lace and mesh babydoll and thong panties both with a darker pink accent bow. There was no doubt her workouts were paying off as her body was firm and lean. I took the sexy outfit in, unable to speak for a moment.

"I have no idea, actually," I smiled. "I was just kind of flipping channels."

"You looked deep in thought," Katherine grinned as she walked closer to me, standing between me and the television.

"Yeah, contemplating my next novel," I said as I looked up into her blue eyes.

"Caroline said that I should thank you for our spa weekend," my wife grinned.

"Well, tell her she's very welcome."

"No," Katherine smiled as she moved between my legs and kneeled down in front of me, "She said that I should thank you for being such a thoughtful husband."

"Oh, really?" I grinned wide, "Did she now?"

"Mmhmm," my wife nodded her head, "She did." Her hands moved up to my black leather belt and unfastened it as her eyes looked up into mine. She unbuttoned my jeans and then slid the zipper down to reveal my bulging black boxer-briefs.

"I like your outfit," I smiled and let out a moan as her hand pulled my cock free and gave the throbbing head a kiss.

"You should, you bought it for me," she smiled as she pulled my boxer-briefs and jeans down to the floor. "I'm sorry it's taken me this long to wear it for you, I just wanted to make sure I looked good in it."

"You look amazing," I moaned as she leaned in and took my throbbing cock in her hot, wet mouth. She used her soft, red lips to grip my hard cock tightly as she slid slowly up and down my shaft.

"Thank you," she smiled as her hand slowly stroked my throbbing cock as I sat back on the big leather couch. "I see you had Ashley do more cleaning today, I have to admit I didn't think you would make her work as hard as you have."

"You underestimate me," I smiled as I took my polo shirt off and threw it onto the floor.

"Uh huh, you probably imagine her in a little maid's uniform when she's cleaning, don't you?" my wife smiled as she looked up into my eyes as she slowly stroked my throbbing cock.

"Maybe," I grinned, "Can you really blame me?"

"No, I get it," my wife said as she leaned in and rolled her tongue around my cockhead playfully as she stroked the shaft. "She is hot, isn't she?"

"I..." There were so many ways I could answer that question, but none of them were good.

"Oh come on, you're really not going to pretend she's not every guy's wet dream are you?" she smiled, looking up into my eyes as she began stroking me faster.

"No, I'm just avoiding a verbal mine field. There are some questions that have absolutely no right answer," I moaned as my wife gripped my cock tighter as she slowly stroked me.

"It's ok, you can tell me," Katherine smiled as she looked up at me. "Have you fantasized about young Ashley sucking on your big, hard cock?"

"Umm," I let out a loud moan as Katherine's lips made their way back down on to my cock, taking each and every inch into her warm mouth and throat. Her soft tongue corkscrewing my shaft as she went up and down.

"You have, haven't you?" she groaned as her mouth enveloped my raging hard cock once again, bobbing her head up and down as she sucked me off.

"Yes," I moaned as I reached down and grabbed a handful of my wife's blonde hair and tugged it back.

"Yes?" she smiled and looked up at me with amazement in her eyes. "And you admit it? You dirty old man," she giggled and started sucking my cock with abandon. Her soft lips slid up and down my cock and her tongue twirled around the head like it was a lollypop.

"You asked," I moaned, closing my eyes, feeling her lips and tongue working my cock like an absolute pro. I tugged back hard on her hair and heard her groan.

"I guess I did ask," Katherine smiled up at me as she slowly stroked my cock with her hand. "So, do you want to fuck her?"

"No," I let out a low moan and shook my head.

"You answered that way too fast," she scolded me. "Think before you answer. Do you want to fuck her?" my wife's hand stopped at the top of my shaft and she used her thumb to slowly tease the throbbing head of my cock.

"What do you want me to say?" I groaned and took a deep breath as she gripped me tighter.

"The truth," she smiled.

"The truth?" I moaned.

"Yes, the truth. Do you want to fuck the little blonde high school girl from next door?"

"Fuck, yes," I growled as my wife used her hand to start stroking my cock harder and faster.

"Mmmmm, baby, you are hard as a rock," Katherine moaned as she climbed up on the couch and straddled me. She reached down and slid her panties to the side and in a quick motion she guided her hot, wet pussy down on my raging shaft.

"Fuck," I moaned as I felt her pussy gripping down on my cock as she slowly rode me. "Holy shit," I smiled as my wife looked into my eyes.

"What?" she groaned as my hands moved to her hips and I guided her body up and down on my cock.

"You're soaked," I grinned.

"I know, baby," she moaned as I let my right hand slide up her back, past the sexy lace babydoll, and I grabbed a handful of her hair. "Fuck me."

"You were imagining me fucking Ashley," I smiled as I tugged Katherine's hair back hard and she let out another loud moan.

"I was not," she whimpered as I pulled her down hard on my cock and forced her to stay there.

"I think you were," I grinned as I looked into Katherine's eyes, "You were picturing her riding my rock hard cock, weren't you?" I moaned as I felt her pussy grip down on me, all but answering my question.

"No," my wife smiled, biting down on her lower lip.

"So, were you imagining fucking sweet, young Ashley yourself?" I growled low. Katherine bit down harder on her lip and I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock.

"Like you said," my wife smiled, "She's hot." Katherine leaned in and kissed me hard. I tugged her soft blonde hair back as her tongue slipped into my mouth and my hands started guiding her body up and down on my rock hard cock.

I could feel the wetness of Katherine's pussy dripping down as she rode me. I pulled her hair back harder and it just got her that much more worked up as she rode me harder. I thrust my hard, throbbing cock up into her harder and harder as she bit down on my lower lip as we kissed.

"Fuck," I moaned, "That feels so good."

Katherine's hands were on my shoulders and she was bouncing up and down on my cock. I slid the straps of her babydoll down and let her 38C's bounce freely just an inch from my face. I tugged her hair back hard with my right hand as my left moved up and grabbed her right breast so I could roll my tongue around her hard nipple.

"Fuck me," she moaned as I bit down playfully on her hard nipple. Her body was relentless in its rhythm as she rode me up and down and up and down. I tugged her hair back and kissed her neck as she moaned louder and her pussy soaked every inch of my cock as she rode it.

"You like that?" I groaned as I tugged her blonde hair back and buried my throbbing hard 8 inches deep inside of her.

"Yes, fuck yes," she screamed as I stood up with her still on my cock and carried her over to the side of the couch. Her pussy was gripping me tightly as I spun her around and bent her body over the big arm of the black leather couch, right where I'd fucked Ashley the night that she snuck over when Katherine was asleep upstairs. Looking at my wife from behind, her long blonde hair all messed up and her wearing that sexy little babydoll I had a real sense of déjà vu.

"You're a very bad girl," I moaned as I brought my right hand up and let it come down hard on my wife's ass causing her to let out a scream.

"I am, punish me," she moaned. I raised my hand and brought it down on her ass again, spanking her harder. She pushed her pussy back down hard on my cock and let out a loud scream as I fucked her slowly but deeply over the side of the couch.

"You think you need to be punished?" I groaned.

"Yes, Mr. Jones, I do," Katherine whimpered.

"That's a little formal, baby," I chuckled as I gathered a handful of Katherine's long, blonde hair in my hand and tugged it back as I thrust my throbbing cock inside her, grinding her body up against the couch.

"Call me Ashley," my wife moaned in a pleading voice.

"What?" I groaned as I thrust myself deep inside of her.

"I'm your slutty little intern, Mr. Jones. Fuck me harder," Katherine moaned as I felt my head spinning. My legs were getting weak under me and I could feel a huge orgasm beginning to well up deep in my balls.

"Fuck," I moaned as I pounded my wife with every ounce of energy that I could muster. Her pussy was gripping my cock harder than it had in years as I fucked her and her juices were rolling like a waterfall down the side of the leather couch.

"Say my name," Katherine moaned loudly.

"You are such a little slut, Ashley," I groaned and I tugged my wife's long blonde hair back hard and I could feel her pussy gripping down on me even tighter, wanting to milk me of every drop of cum that I had.

"Yes," she squealed.

"You like that, Ashley? You like my big, fucking cock inside you?" I moaned, drilling my wife harder and harder.

"Yes, Mr. Jones! Yes!" she screamed and I tugged her hair back as hard as I could, jerking her head back towards me and making her moan. "Fill my little teenage pussy, Mr. Jones," she moaned.

"Fuck, Ashley," I moaned loudly as I felt myself explode. My thrusts jackhammering my wife's pussy up against the side of the couch and filling her up with what felt like liters of my hot jizz. She let out a multitude of yelps and moans as I pulled her hair back and pounded her until I was absolutely and completely spent.

I let go of her hair and Katherine looked back at me with wild lust in her eyes as she tried to catch her breath. I slid my cock from her drenched, dripping pussy and I pulled her to her feet. I walked over and collapsed on the couch and Katherine fell down next to me.

"What was that, exactly?" I asked, out of breath.

"You seemed to like it," Katherine answered with a giggle.

"I didn't say I didn't like it," I said as I put my arm around my wife as her body cuddled up next to mine.

"It was Caroline's idea; she said I should thank you properly for sending us on the spa weekend."

"I meant that bit at the end," I groaned as Katherine let her hand come to rest on my semi-hard cock.

"You mean the Ashley stuff?" Katherine giggled.

"Yes, I definitely mean the Ashley stuff," I groaned.

"I figured you must have at least a little frustration pent up from having a hot little piece of ass like that around here all the time," Katherine looked up at me and smiled. "I figured you deserved a little bit of the fantasy."

"You do know that the proper answer to one's wife is never that you want to fuck the Catholic high school girl next door, or for that matter anyone else on the planet Earth."

"Well, I'm glad you were honest," Katherine grinned, "Besides, I'd totally do her and I don't say that about many chicks."

"What now?" I asked opening my eyes wide.

"That's the same look you gave when I asked if you wanted to fuck Ashley," Katherine laughed and moved up and gave me a soft kiss on my cheek. "Don't be getting your hopes up for a threesome or anything though; I think Ashley is way out of our league."

"Speak for yourself," I smiled and my wife reached up and smacked me on the side of the head before she curled up on the couch and put her head on my chest and closed her eyes.

What the fuck was going on?



Ashley's Revenge Ch. 10



I opened my eyes and looked over at the alarm clock on my nightstand, it was just past 8AM and I could hear the birds chirping outside. I looked over to my wife's side of the bed to see that she was already up, something rare for a Saturday morning when she didn't have to go to work. The night before flooded into my mind and I still couldn't put the pieces together that would explain why my wife, Katherine, decided to roleplay as the hot, young Catholic high school girl from next door during our impromptu sex session on the couch. 

Did Katherine have any idea of the naughty things that Ashley and I had been doing over the past few weeks? Could she have possibly seen Ashley and I fucking on the couch on the night we thought she was asleep? Was Katherine cheating on me and overcompensating because she felt guilty about it? Or was this just a simple case of a wife giving her husband a sexy little treat? I did not know the answer to any of these questions and it was starting to feel like I was completely losing control over what was going on. 

Did my wife actually imply that she'd be up for a three-way with Ashley? It wouldn't be nearly as hot as fucking Ashley and her friend Lindsey but I knew the competition would be kicked up a notch or two if my wife and Ashley were in my bed together. I wondered just how my wife would react to watching me fuck the tall, blonde goddess from next door and how Ashley would use the opportunity to make my wife pay for screwing her out of her brand new Mustang. 

I got out of bed and put on my robe and walked down the stairs, as I got to the foyer I could hear the sound of the treadmill running in the basement. So, not only was my wife up early, but she was working out? There was no doubt in my mind that she was either cheating on me or that Ashley had truly gotten under her skin. By the end of the week hopefully the GPS I attached to her car would at least give me a clue as to which of these it was. 

I put a Dark Magic K-Cup into my Keurig brewer and looked out into the backyard as the dark roast coffee started filling my cup. It was a bright, sunny day and I smiled as I saw Ashley laying on a chair on her deck in a tiny white bikini with headphones in listening to something on her iPhone. I recalled all the times in the past that I'd caught a glimpse of her like this and was worried that she'd notice me staring at her long, slender body and think I was just a dirty old man. 

My coffee finished brewing so I grabbed my mug and took it upstairs to my office where I'd have an even better view of Ashley. I sat in my chair and turned to the window as I picked up my phone and sent her a text message. 

"I like that bikini," I sent with a grin. Immediately she looked down at her phone and then looked over at our house and shook her head from side to side. 

"You dirty old man! Perving on the teenage girl next door! LOL" 

"I have it on good authority that she started perving on me first," I smiled and waved out the window. 

"Fair point, I guess I've told you too much!" 

"Not at all, I love how your sexy mind works." 

"So it's my mind you find sexy, Mr. Jones?" 

"That and your perfect body, Ashley," I smiled. 

"What is your bitch of a wife up to this morning? Does she know what you're doing?" I could see Ashley's smile clearly as she sent the text. 

"No, she's down in the basement on the treadmill. I think you're in her head." 

"Why's that?" 

"Long story, hold on a sec." 

I walked downstairs, opened up the basement door and descended the staircase. My wife was running on the treadmill, her hair pulled back in a ponytail and her black sports bra and shorts clung to her body nicely. 

"Good morning," I said causing her to look up from whatever she was watching on her iPad. 

"Hey," Katherine smiled. 

"Can I make you a coffee or something?" I asked, noticing the timer on the treadmill was at the 25 minute mark. 

"No, thanks," she smiled. "I'll be up in about a half hour." 

"Ok," I said as I turned around and headed back upstairs and the minute I got back into my office I called Ashley's cell and she immediately answered. 

"Hello, Mr. Jones," she said in a perky voice. 

"Good morning, Ashley," I said as I watched her out my office window. 

"So, I'm in the bitches' head?" Ashley giggled. 

"Yeah, there's no doubt about it. Last night I was watching tv and after she called her sister to told her about the spa weekend she came down to thank me wearing a little pink babydoll." 

"Wow, really?" Ashley asked surprised. 

"Yeah, it's been a long time since she's surprised me with something like that," I said as I watched Ashley turn her chair a little so it faced my office window. 

"What exactly did the bitch do to thank you?" Ashley asked as she looked up at my office window. 

"She pretended to be you." 

"She pretended to be me?" Ashley giggled. "What did she do?" 

"She got on her knees and started sucking me off and then she asked me if I'd ever imagined you sucking my cock." 

"She did not!" Ashley gasped playfully. 

"Oh, she did," I said with a chuckle. 

"And what did you say?" 

"Well, she wouldn't let me deflect the question so I finally said yes, I had thought about you sucking my cock," I smiled as even from this distance I could see the shocked look on Ashley's face. 

"Wow, you told her that?" Ashley giggled as she shook her head. 

"I didn't have much choice, she wasn't going to take no for an answer. Then she asked me flat out if I wanted to fuck you." 

"And you said 'no' I'm sure." 

"I did say no, but she asked me again so I finally told her that I would love to fuck you at which point she got up and straddled me on the couch and started riding me." 

"Mmm, I'm jealous!" Ashley cooed. 

"Then she started calling me Mr. Jones and told me to call her Ashley." I watched as Ashley's hand slipped down between her legs over the tiny white bikini bottom she was wearing. 

"She made you call her my name?" Ashley moaned in a quiet voice as her fingers rubbed her pussy through the fabric. 

"Yes, it was so out of left field for her." 

"So you were thinking about me when you were fucking her?" Ashley's fingers moved in little circles as I watched her from my window. 

"I was," I moaned as my cock sprung to life underneath my robe. "Aren't you afraid someone might see you?" 

"No, your house is the only one with a clear view of the deck, Mr. Jones," she smiled as she slid her fingers underneath her bathing suit. "Did you moan my name when you filled her pussy up?" 

"I did, yes," I moaned. 

"That is so fucking hot," Ashley moaned as I watched her fingers disappear further under her bikini bottoms as she started finger fucking herself right there on the deck chair. 

"I thought so, and she also implied she'd do a three-way with you and specifically said that she'd do you." 

"Mmmm," Ashley let out a long moan, "That just opens up so many new ways that we can fuck with her." 

"You mean by literally fucking with her?" I chuckled. 

"Maybe, but just knowing she is open to it. Maybe I should seduce the bitch and let you catch us," Ashley giggled as she fingered her pussy. 

"Let's find out if she's cheating first." 

"Are you stroking that big, hard cock for me?" Ashley groaned. 

"No, and it's killing me. Not enough time before wifey is off the treadmill." 

"You could let her catch you and let me listen!" Ashley giggled. 

"You are such a bad girl," I smiled as I watched her on her deck chair going to town on her little pussy. 

"I am, and don't you ever forget it, mister!" 

"Oh, I won't. I plan on taking advantage of that fact all next weekend." 

"Yes, just you and me, alone in that big house of yours, Mr. Jones. What ever will we do?" Ashley moaned as she bit down on her lower lip and smiled up at my office window, her fingers under her bathing suit as she fucked her little pussy harder and faster. 

"I'm sure we'll figure it out. Are you going to cum for me you dirty little slut?" I groaned into the phone. 

"Mmm, yes," Ashley said as she pressed her head back into the chair and continued to work her pussy under her swimsuit. "I'm your dirty little slut," she moaned. 

"I can't wait to be inside your tight, wet pussy again," I groaned. 

"Mmmm, yeah," she groaned. 

"I need to be inside you, baby," I moaned as I watched her, my cock raging under my boxer-briefs and robe. 

"She thinks pretending to be me will satisfy you, she doesn't know you're getting the real thing," Ashley moaned, breathing heavily. "Can she compete with me, baby?" 

"No, not at all," I moaned, "She could never compete with you." 

"Good, let her pretend to be my while I take her place, it's perfect," Ashley giggled. 

"You're perfect, my hot young wife. Now why don't you cum for me, let me watch you explode on those lucky fingers," I moaned low. 

"Mmmm, ok," Ashley groaned as she pulled her suit down for me to watch her finger her beautiful pink pussy fast and hard until she came with a series of moans and stifled little yelps. 

"Fuck, I really need a cold shower now," I groaned into the phone as Ashley giggled and looked up into my window as she removed her fingers from her pussy and sucked them slowly between her soft red lips. 

"It sure sounds like it," Ashley giggled. 

"Oh, I'll make sure to take it out on you tomorrow," I moaned. 

"About that, I'm afraid I won't be seeing you until Friday. Lindsey and I are going to spend the week at her parents' lake house." 

"So I have to manage a whole week without you?" I smiled. 

"I'm sure you'll be just fine, plus it will make the weekend even more fun," Ashley giggled. "It's the perfect cover, I just told my parents I won't be back until Sunday night." 

"So how are you getting home on Friday?" 

"Lindsey's boyfriend is driving up to the lake house for the weekend and Lindsey said I can use her car to come home." 

"Well, that was nice of her. I guess she doesn't know you want me to beat her with a belt," I chuckled. 

"Nope, she does not!" Ashley laughed. 

"Well, you girls have fun. Don't get into any trouble!" I smiled. 

"I can't promise anything, but we'll do our best! Tell the bitch I said hello!" Ashley giggled. 

"You are going to get me into so much trouble," I moaned. 

"And you love it! Bye, baby," Ashley smiled. 

"Bye," I disconnected the call and watched as Ashley smiled up at me and turned her chair back to the optimal position to get the most sun. She stretched her long, slim body as she lay back down on the chair flat on her stomach, showing off her perfect little ass. I had to admit, I did love the kind of trouble that Ashley was able to provide. 

I heard my wife's footsteps coming up the staircase as I spun my chair back around so I was facing my desk and I smiled when she walked into my office with a towel draped over her neck dripping with sweat. 

"Hey, I'm done with my run," she grinned as she walked up to the side of my desk. "I'm going to take a nice, long shower then we can do whatever you want." 

"Sounds good," I said as I looked up at her and I could see her eyes were focused not on me but outside my office window. "We could probably use a Costco run," I said as I wondered just what young Ashley was doing at that moment to distract my wife. 

"What?" my wife asked as she looked back at me. 

"Costco," I smiled. 

"Oh, yeah, sure," she nodded as her eyes returned out the window. "Have you seen the bikini she's wearing today?" 

"Have I seen the bikini who is wearing today?" I deadpanned. 

"Don't give me that shit, you know damn well who I mean. There's no way you didn't see her laying out there." 

"Oh, Ashley?" I grinned. "You mean the little white string bikini? I might have noticed." 

"Uh huh, I'm sure," my wife shook her head. 

"Hey, after last night maybe I should be jealous of you checking her out," I smiled as I looked up at her. 

"Nah, that was just for you, baby," my wife grinned. "It was just a little fantasy roleplay." 

"You seemed to enjoy it." 

"Yeah, well you did fuck me pretty damn hard," she smiled. "Just goes to prove how much pent up sexual energy you have from having Ashley around here all day." 

"Go take your shower," I smiled. 

"I'll have to tell Julie that her little girl's internship is working out just fine," my wife smiled. 

"Well, it's the truth." 

"Yep, Ashley is cleaning my house and fluffing my husband, what more could a girl ask for?" Katherine giggled as she leaned in and kissed me before she spun around and bounced out of the room. I wondered if the night before was just Katherine's way of testing me to see if there was any pent up sexual energy from having Ashley around. I was glad I brought my A game and that I admitted I'd love to fuck Ashley as they seemed to prove to my wife that there was nothing going on between Ashley and I. Funny how the female mind works. 

It wasn't lost on me that my wife pretended to be Ashley for our impromptu fuck session on the couch last night and that Ashley loved having me refer to her as my wife. The competition was on and both of them seemed to be upping their game. I knew I had to up my own game a bit for next weekend and figure out a way to provide Ashley with my wife's wedding rings that she so much wanted to wear. 

With Ashley out of town the next few days were very uneventful, especially since my wife was working some extra hours to offset the fact that she was taking the long weekend off for her trip to the spa. On the bright side, I did get a lot of work done and got caught up on a few projects that were falling behind. It's amazing how much work doesn't get done when you're plowing the hot, young blonde girl from next door when you should be working. 

To be fair, I didn't spend all my time working. I did take a detour or two to a few online stores. I went to the Victoria's Secret web site where I ordered Ashley some very sexy lingerie, the Nordstrom's site where I couldn't resist a pair of black leather, over the knee Stuart Weitzman boots and the Costco site where I ordered her a princess cut diamond bracelet. I know what you're thinking and yes, they carry high end jewelry and they've got decent prices. 

By the time Friday morning rolled around I was ready for my wife to head out on her spa weekend with her sister, Caroline, who would be picking her up at any moment. My wife was in our bedroom making sure she had all of her things packed when I walked in to check on her. 

"Thanks again for this weekend," she smiled, "I can't wait to get their clay treatment and a nice mineral bath." 

"Sounds messy," I smiled, "don't forget to take your rings off this time." 

"Yeah, I know, but I hate to leave them in the room. You wouldn't mind if I just left them at home, would you?" Katherine asked as she zipped up her suitcase and looked up at me. 

"No, why would I mind?" I asked, trying to contain my excitement at a mission completed. 

"I just mean me going out without my wedding rings on for a girls' weekend," she grinned. 

"No, I trust you. Plus, it's not hard for you to slip them off if you really wanted to anyway." 

"I guess that's true," she said as she worked her wedding and engagement rings off of her hand and slipped them into her jewelry box on her dresser. "You have nothing to be jealous of anyway." 

"Except maybe you imagining Ashley giving you your hot oil massage," I smiled. 

"Yeah, I don't think so," Katherine smiled as she moved her suitcase from the bed to the floor. "It's you that'll be doing the imagining since you won't have any eye candy around this weekend, Julie told me that Ashley was spending the weekend at her friend's lake house." 

"When did you talk to Julie?" 

"The other day, she asked how Ashley's internship was working out and I told her we could talk about it over dinner next week." 

"Sounds good," I smiled. 

"You have any plans for tonight and tomorrow?" my wife asked as she checked herself out in the mirror, straightening the button down white blouse she was wearing. 

"Yeah, beer, bourbon and baseball," I laughed as I picked up her suitcase to take it downstairs. 

"You're way too easy to please," she laughed as she headed out of the room and I followed her. As we made it down into the foyer the front door opened and my wife's sister Caroline came bursting through the front door. 

"Hey!" Caroline shrieked, "Are you ready for some relaxation?" 

"Hell yes," Katherine replied as I smiled at both of them as they embraced each other in a hug. 

"Thanks for this," Caroline smiled at me as the hug ended, "You have no idea how badly I need a fun girls' weekend." 

"No problem, I know you two enjoy getting yourselves covered in mud and other weird crap for the sake of relaxation," I laughed. 

"Yeah, we do!" Caroline smiled and came over and hugged me. "What are you planning, baseball and booze?" 

"See, she gets it," I smiled over at my wife. "And, yes, that's my relaxation plan." 

"I'll take massages and spa treatments any day," my wife smiled as Caroline grabbed her suitcase. 

"You two have fun, only call if you need bail money!" I laughed. 

"Don't call us, even if you do," my wife countered as she gave me a kiss good-bye and then they were out the door. 

I waited until I saw them pull out of the driveway before I went into the garage and pulled the GPS unit off of my wife's car. I wasn't sure what I was going to find, but once I plugged the unit into my computer I'd at least know where she'd been going this past week. I'd find out if she was really pulling extra hours to cover her spa weekend or if she was off doing something else. 

I came back inside from the garage and went upstairs to put the GPS unit on my desk. I picked up my phone and dialed Ashley's cell. 

"Hey baby!" Ashley answered the phone, "Is the bitch gone?" 

"Yes, they just left. This weekend is all about me and you." 

"I love it; I'm about a half hour away so I hope you're ready for me." 

"I am more than ready. Call or text me when you're just about here and I'll open the garage door for you. Don't need anyone seeing the car." 

"True," Ashley giggled. "I'll see you soon, husband." 

"I'll count the moments until then, wife." 

"You'd better! Bye," she giggled as she hung up the call. 

With only a half hour or so before Ashley arrived I didn't have much time so I jumped into the shower and quickly shaved. I threw on jeans and a black polo and then made sure that all of the presents I had for Ashley were where they needed to be. I put my wife's rings into my pocket and figured I'd wait until the right moment to share them with Ashley. 

I was about to slip the GPS into the USB hub on my desk when I got the text from Ashley saying she was just about a minute away so I went downstairs and opened the garage door and after just a few moments Ashley drove Lindsey's Melbourne Red Metallic BMW M235i into my garage. As soon as the car was safely inside I closed the garage door and Ashley was out of the car and jumping into my arms before I was able to get her bag from the open trunk. 

"I've missed you," she moaned as she kissed me and her long legs wrapped around my torso. She was wearing light blue denim skinny jeans, a pink tank top and a pair of Red Keds. 

"I've missed you too," I smiled as I let my hands move down to her firm little ass and gave her a squeeze. 

"Two whole days," she giggled, "I want your cock inside me for every minute." 

"Sounds like a goal worth shooting for," I smiled. "But don't forget, you wanted me to take you out for a nice dinner." 

"Nope," she shook her head hard and her soft blonde hair flew in my face from both sides, "I changed my mind, going downtown would waste too much time." 




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 10



"Alright, then I can cook for you," I smiled. "Lindsey's parents must really like her, huh?" I asked looking down at the car. 

"I know, right? She's a lucky bitch!" Ashley giggled. "I'd still prefer a Mustang though, it's so much more bad-ass." 

"Just like you," I grinned. 

"Exactly!" Ashley giggled as she leaned in and kissed me again. I leaned her body up against the car as we kissed and I felt her sweet tongue dart into my mouth tasting of Big Red soda. My left hand was under her ass holding her up and my right hand slid up her back until it was completely entwined with her soft, blonde hair. I tugged her hair back and she moaned as I kissed her neck. 

"We should probably take this party inside," I moaned. 

"Mmhmm," Ashley replied as I nibbled playfully on her soft neck and inhaled her sweet, floral and vanilla perfume. She looked at me and smiled when I put her down. I grabbed her bag from the trunk and closed the lid. "Have you pulled the GPS yet?" she asked as she looked over at my wife's SUV. 

"Yeah, but I haven't had a chance to read it yet," I smiled as we headed into the house. 

"Well then, is that first on our list?" Ashley asked as we walked into the den and I put her suitcase down on the floor. 

"Really, that's what you want to do first?" I smiled as I leaned in and kissed her neck as I wrapped my arms around her thin waist. 

"I figured you'd want to know," she moaned as I kissed and nibbled on her soft, sweet skin. 

"It can wait," I whispered as I kneeled in front of her and unbuttoned her tight skinny jeans as I looked up into her amazing blue eyes. She just smiled and bit her lower lip as I unzipped her jeans and revealed the little red lace thong she was wearing. I slid her jeans down and as soon as I could I leaned in and kissed her body though the lace. 

"Mmm, ok, your idea is better," Ashley groaned as she stepped out of her jeans and I tossed them towards the couch. I pulled off her Keds and tossed them in the same general direction as her jeans which left Ashley standing in front of me in her red lace thong, a tank top and her frilly white socks. 

"I love the panties," I smiled as I looked up into her eyes as my hands grasped the red lace thong on both sides. 

"I figured you'd like another pair for your collection," Ashley giggled and bit down on her lower lip as I slid the panties down her soft, smooth legs revealing her shaved pussy. 

"I would, thank you," I grinned as she stepped out of the little sexy thong and I slid it into the same jeans pocket that held my wife's rings. I moved closer to Ashley and kissed her soft, warm flesh as I moved her left leg up over my right shoulder and then let my tongue find her clit. 

"Fuck," Ashley moaned as she reached out and steadied herself up against the wall as my tongue made quick little circles around her clit. My hands grasped onto her hips and I pulled her body to mine as I kissed her soft skin and continued to tease her clit with my hot, wet tongue. 

Ashley's hands moved down to my shoulders as my hands slid up her long, slim torso and took her pink tank top with them. I looked up to see the red lace bra that she was wearing as my hands caressed her firm young B cups through the sexy little bra. Ashley grabbed onto her tank and quickly pulled it the rest of the way over her head and threw it to the floor as she smiled down at me. 

"You're amazing, baby," I moaned as I pushed her young body back up against the wall and I thrust my rolled tongue deep inside of her hot, wet pussy and tasted her sweet juices covering my tongue. Ashley moaned as her hands grabbed a hold of my hair as my tongue slid in and out of her sweetness. 

"Fuck, that feels so good," Ashley groaned as I kissed her clit softly then let the tip of my wet tongue make quick little circles around her sensitive button. I looked up and I could see the lust in her eyes as she watched me as I devoured her young pussy with my lips and tongue. 

"We have two full days of this," I grinned up at Ashley and she moaned as pulled my face back into her dripping wet pussy where I was more than happy to continue the tongue fucking I had been giving her. My big, strong hands moved around to her back and unsnapped that sexy little red lace bra and she threw it hard across the room before regaining her hold on my hair. 

I cupped and massaged Ashley's firm breasts in my hands as I rolled her hard nipples between my thumbs and fingertips. I drilled her sopping wet pussy with my long rolled tongue causing her to moan and let out a few high pitch squeaks as she got closer and closer to the orgasm that was building inside her. 

Ashley's body was pressed against the wall and her left leg was up over my shoulder as I drilled her sweet candy cunt with my married tongue. Her perfect young body was naked except for a pair of frilly socks and her gold cross and chain that was moving up and down with her perky breasts as her breathing grew more and more labored as I alternated working her pussy and her clit with my tongue. 

I could feel her juices covering my face as I continued my assault on her dripping wet slit. I grinded my face against her body harder and buried my tongue as deep as I could to get each and every drop of her addictive nectar in my mouth. I swear she tasted like a sweet, cherry Jolly Rancher and I couldn't get enough of her. 

"Mmm, fuck, yes!" Ashley moaned as her body started grinding itself against my tongue as it penetrated her over and over again with deep thrusts. I used my fingertips to squeeze down firmly on her hard nipples and twist them as my tongue shot deep inside her hot, young body causing Ashley to moan then let out a scream as her pussy flooded my mouth and tongue with her sweet candy juice. 

I devoured every drop of her sweetness that I could but just couldn't keep up as her nectar rolled down my face and down her smooth thighs. My face was buried so deeply between her legs as I ate her that I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care as I was going to tongue fuck the little slut until she started to come down. 

Ashley moaned and groaned and let out a bunch of sexy high pitched whimpers as she tried to pull my face away from her drenched pussy. I stayed the course and felt her pussy contracting on my tongue as it rolled deep inside of her. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I felt Ashley's body relax and I came up for air. 

"Holy, fucking, hell," Ashley whimpered between breaths as she looked down at me kneeling in front of her. Her soft blue eyes looked at me like she was in a blissful daze and I looked up at her and smiled, my face absolutely covered with her juices. 

"Welcome home, wife," I smiled. 

"Thank you, husband," she giggled as she tried to catch her breath. I moved her leg off my shoulder and I stood up, wrapped my arms around her slim waist and kissed her deeply. Ashley's arms moved up around my neck as we kissed and I picked her up in my arms and carried her up the two sets of stairs to my bedroom. I carried Ashley to my bed and playfully tossed her onto the mattress. 

"I have missed you," I smiled as Ashley looked up at me with her amazing blue eyes. 

"I've missed you too," Ashley grinned as she stretched her long frame out on the bed. "Two whole days," she giggled, "But it still won't be enough." 

"I know, you've got me craving you all the time now," I smiled as my eyes took her in. 

"Well, if we got rid of your wife we could have a lot more time together," Ashley smiled sweetly as she propped herself up on her elbow. 

"Right, because your parents would be fine with you dating a divorced guy twice your age." 

"Who cares what they think? I'm 18 and I can do whatever or whomever I want," Ashley said with a wicked grin. "I'm a big girl." 

"Yes, you are," I smiled as I reached under the bed and pulled out one of the Victoria's Secret boxes I had waiting for Ashley. "I got you a little something." 

"Ooh, for me?" Ashley giggled as she sat up with a big smile and took the box from me and shook it. 

"The big 'Victoria's Secret' on the top doesn't give away what it is? You still have to shake it?" I grinned. 

"You never know," Ashley smiled as she pulled on the long black ribbon and then lifted the top of the pink box off to reveal a cherry red pleated babydoll with a shiny ribbon bow on the front and matching panties. Her face lit up as she lifted the babydoll from the box. "I love it baby, thank you!" she said as she leaned in and softly kissed me. 

"You're welcome," I smiled as I watched her inspect the babydoll and the red lace panties. "I might have to steal them back at some point," I chuckled. 

"Nope, these are all mine," Ashley giggled as she stood up, removed her white frilly socks. Her sparkling blue eyes locked on my eyes as she put the little red lace panties on and then slid the babydoll over her head and let it fall down around her slender frame. "How do I look?" 

"You look absolutely amazing," I grinned as she twirled around to give me a great look of her amazing body in the lingerie. 

"Thank you, sir," she smiled as she checked herself out in the mirror for a moment then turned back and walked up to me. "So is it time for me to suck on that big, hard cock of yours or shall we go see what's on that GPS unit?" 

"You're hoping we're going to find something good on it, don't you?" I asked as I moved my big hands onto her hips. 

"Kind of, I just think she's a bitch that doesn't deserve you and the sooner you find proof of that the sooner we can make her pay," Ashley smiled a bit too sweetly for the words that came out of her mouth but I couldn't deny it was working for her. She was sweet, she was sexy and I was pretty sure she was nothing but ruthless when it came to getting something she wanted. 

"Then I guess we should go check the GPS," I grinned and Ashley got up on her tiptoes and kissed me before she took my hand and led me across the hall into my office. I sat down on my big, leather chair and Ashley sat down in my lap. She picked up the GPS unit and handed it to me. 

"Stick it in, baby," she giggled as I reached over and slid the GPS unit into the USB hub on my desk and waited until the reader program that I had installed popped up on the screen. It took a couple of moments but soon there was a list of GPS coordinates and a map that showed where each of them was. 

"Let's see what we have," I said as I looked at the map and didn't see anything out of the ordinary at first, just her drive to and from the various stores she works at and of course back to the house. 

"What's this?" Ashley pointed at one of the items on the list of GPS coordinates that was time-stamped yesterday from noon until 2:45PM. I zoomed in on the map and saw that it was for the Sybaris, a local hotel that specializes in short stays for very adult activities. There was nothing else nearby so there was no doubt why she was there at that location. 

"Fuck, I guess you were right," I said as I looked over at Ashley who had a big smile on her face. 

"You know what that means," she cooed. 

"We make her pay?" I asked. 

"We make her pay," Ashley said as she leaned in and kissed my neck softly. "We make her pay big-time," she moaned as her lips caressed my skin and her warm breath washed over me. I looked at the computer monitor and there was no question about it, any guilt or feeling of betrayal I had for sleeping with Ashley were gone. Anything and everything was now fair game as far as I was concerned. 

I reached into my jeans pocket and pulled out the little red lace thong that Ashley arrived in along with my wife's wedding and engagement rings. As Ashley continued to kiss and nibble on my neck, I put the panties down on my desk and I held the rings in my left hand as I reached up behind Ashley's back with my right. 

"I have something for you," I moaned softly as she nibbled on my neck and I grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair and tugged it back playfully. 

"What is it," she asked as she looked up and then let out an excited gasp when saw the rings in my hand. "Holy fuck, how did you manage that?" she asked with her eyes wide open. 

"I just reminded her how dirty her rings got on her last spa weekend," I smiled. 

"You are an evil man," Ashley giggled. "So that's why you sent them on a spa weekend?" 

"Well, that and to get you alone," I grinned as Ashley took the wedding ring and put it down on top of her panties on the desk leaving me holding the diamond engagement ring. 

"Do you have something to ask me, sir?" she grinned from ear to ear as she sat there on my lap in her new red babydoll with her left arm up around my neck. 

"Ashley Marie, our time together has been some of the best that I've ever experienced and you have opened my eyes to so many things. Would you do me the honor of wearing my bitch wife's engagement ring while I do all sorts of naughty things to your hot, young sexy body?" I asked as I looked deep into Ashley's sexy blue eyes. 

"Yes, I will," Ashley giggled as I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to me as I kissed her soft, red lips. "Nicely done, by the way," she moaned. 

"Thanks, I hope you weren't expecting another question," I grinned as I leaned in to kiss her neck. 

"Why, would the other one be so awful?" she groaned as I nibbled playfully on her neck. 

"No," I sat back and looked into Ashley's deep blue eyes, "I just know that if and when I ask you that question for real it would be with your own ring and for the right reasons." 

"Fair enough," she smiled. "But tonight we can pretend, can't we?" 

"Yes, we can," I grinned as I held up the ring again and looked into Ashley's eyes. "Ashley Marie, will you marry me?" 

"I will," Ashley smiled and held out her left hand for me and I took it in my hand and slowly slid my wife's diamond ring onto her finger as she leaned in and kissed me deep. Once the ring was on her hand, I wrapped my arms around her waist and felt Ashley's hot, sweet tongue probing my mouth as we kissed. 

It was hard to believe that just a month or so earlier I was a happily married man and Ashley was just the hot Catholic high school girl next door who I never imagined could be any more than just a fantasy. If Ashley wasn't around, the news of my wife cheating on me would have been devastating, but now with Ashley here it seemed to be more liberating than anything else. Funny how quickly your outlook can change. 

I let out a moan as Ashley's sweet tongue twirled around my tongue and I felt her hand reach down and tug at my belt to unfasten it. I reached up and grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and tugged it back as I kissed her soft, warm lips and felt her hand sliding into my pants and grabbing my cock through my boxer-briefs. 

"Mmm, is this all for me?" Ashley whispered in my ear in her sweet little girl voice. 

"Yes, it is," I groaned as she got up off my lap and kneeled in front of me. Her blue eyes sparkled as she looked up at me and she grabbed onto my jeans and boxers and tugged them down off my body. I could see the burning lust in her eyes as she got between my legs and used her left hand with my wife's ring on it to slowly stroke my big, hardening cock. 

"Don't you want her wedding ring too?" I asked as I watched the sexy young eighteen year-old blonde in the red lingerie kneeling in front of me as she stroked me. 

"Not yet," Ashley smiled as she kissed the tip of my hard cock softly. "We need at least a short engagement before the wedding, silly." 

"Ok," I moaned. Ashley's hand gripped my cock as it slid slowly up and down the hard shaft. Her eyes were playful and sparkling as her tongue would dart out to circle the tip of my raging cock with every few strokes of her manicured hand. 

"You know how I told you that I was imagining you the very first time I played with my pussy?" Ashley asked with a smile as she stroked me slowly. 

"Yes," I moaned, "I do." 

"Did you ever stroke this cock thinking about me?" Ashley grinned, "You know, before we started fucking?" 

"Yes," I moaned as Ashley's smile grew and her hand starting moving faster up and down my hard, throbbing cock. I could feel the cool metal from my wife's ring as Ashley's hand moved across my skin. 

"Tell me about the first time. Where were you?" Ashley's eyes were probing mine as I tried to process the question. 

"Right here, at my desk," I moaned as her hand slid down to the base of my rock hard cock and stayed there for a moment. 

"Naughty boy, when was this?" Ashley grinned as she leaned in and took the tip of my cock between her lips, never losing eye contact with me. 

"A few months ago," I moaned and bit down on my lip as Ashley sucked playfully on the tip of my cock. 

"Now that is very naughty, baby," Ashley groaned as her hand moved up and down my shaft again and she rolled her thumb around the slick head of my cock when she got to the top of her stroke. 

"I know, I couldn't help it," I smiled as I looked into her eyes. "Can you blame me?" 

"No, where was your wife?" Ashley giggled as she stroked me then leaned in and let her tongue trace my cock from its base to the tip as she waited for my answer. 

"She was asleep," I groaned. 

"What were you imagining me doing?" Ashley asked with a grin as her hand teased me with a few fast strokes and then a few slow ones. 

"I wasn't imagining," I moaned. 

"What do you mean?" Ashley asked as she looked up into my eyes and gripped my cock firmly at the base. 

"I was watching you," I said tentatively as I searched her eyes for a reaction. 

"How were you watching me?" Ashley asked as her grip got tighter. 

"I can show you," I moaned at the pressure Ashley was putting on my engorged cock. 

"Ok," Ashley said as she looked up at me, "show me." I reached for my mouse, clicked a couple of times and entered a password which caused a video to start playing on the computer screen. It was of Ashley on her bed in a bra and panties and even though the picture was pretty dark you could tell that her hands were most definitely roaming in some very naughty places. "So you were spying on me, huh?" she asked as her hand started stroking me again ever so slowly. 

"I like to think of it more as I was testing the zoom and low light capabilities on a new video camera," I grinned. "I hope you're not mad." 

"Why would I be mad?" Ashley giggled as she looked up at the video, "In about 30 seconds or so I'm going to turn on the lamp at the side of my bed and reach into my nightstand drawer for my vibe and then I'm going to 'forget' to turn the lamp off as I go back and play with my hot, little pussy." 

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," I smiled and shook my head as I realized just how damn good Ashley's game actually was. "You knew I was watching? How did you know?" 

"I'm just that good," Ashley giggled as she wrapped her soft, red lips around the tip of my cock and as I looked down I had a perfect view of her firm breasts nearly popping out of the red lace babydoll. She bobbed her head up and down a few times taking every inch of my throbbing cock into her hot, wet mouth and I watched as her gold cross and chain bounced off her chest. 

"I guess you are," I moaned. 

"If you really want to know," Ashley grinned, "I saw you in your office that night and was hoping that you'd notice me being a bad girl for you. When your office lights went out I thought I lost you for a minute, but all of a sudden I saw that little red LED in your window and figured it was time to show you that I wasn't a little girl anymore." Ashley smiled as she looked up at me from her knees and slowly stroked my cock. 

"Mmm, fuck," I moaned, "You are not a little girl, that's for sure. You are a gorgeous woman, Ashley," I groaned as Ashley's eyes penetrated mine as she stroked my cock with her left hand and let me feel the cool metal of my wife's ring slide up and down my shaft bringing me closer and closer to exploding. 




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 10



"Thank you, sir," Ashley smiled as she stroked me faster. "Do you want to cum all over my face, my sexy fiancée?" 

"Oh, fuck yes," I groaned as Ashley looked up at me from her knees with a devilish grin. She moved her soft, red lips to my cock and spit on it, covering it with her saliva. Ashley looked into my eyes and let her tongue trace her upper lip seductively as her soft hand jerked my throbbing cock faster and faster. 

"Cover me, baby. Cover your little slut," Ashley's blue eyes sparkled as they locked onto my eyes. She stroked me faster and faster, her hand corkscrewing my throbbing shaft as she slid it up and down. 

"Oh fuck," I moaned loudly as I could feel myself getting ready to explode. I held back for one last moment until the kneeling Ashley opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue like a good Catholic girl waiting for communion and I exploded like a fire hose shooting my load into her mouth and all over her pretty face. 

"Mmmm, that's it, baby!" Ashley moaned as wave after wave of my hot creamy jizz kept coming and she kept jerking me off until just about every inch of her face was covered in the white dripping goo. 

"Mmm, look at you," I grinned out of breath as I looked at the mess I just made on the Catholic schoolgirl's face. 

"Do I look pretty?" Ashley giggled as she leaned in and sucked my cock slowly up and down, cleaning any last drip of cum that might remain. 

"You always look pretty," I smiled and Ashley used her left hand to gather as much of my cum from her face as she could, making sure my wife's ring was covered in it before she licked and sucked it clean. 

"Thanks, baby," Ashley giggled. "Care to join me for a nice, hot shower?" 

"I'd love to," I said as Ashley stood up, moved the straps of her sexy red babydoll over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She stood there in front of me for a moment smiling as I took in her sexy body in nothing more than a pair of red lace panties and her gold cross and chain. "Lead the way." 

I followed Ashley as we walked through the master bedroom and into the bath. I turned on the shower and got undressed as Ashley slipped out of her panties and jumped into the shower first. I watched her through the glass door as she let the hot water clean the remaining cum from her face before I joined her. 

Ashley turned to me, put her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply as the hot water ran over our bodies. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer as we kissed. I let my big, strong hands explore her soft, smooth skin and she giggled as my hands found the sensitive area on her sides. 

"So how do we make her pay?" Ashley asked looking up at me through the steam. 

"Isn't that what we've been doing?" I smiled and Ashley shook her head. 

"No, she doesn't know about us so that doesn't count," she grinned. "We could let her catch us in bed together." 

"But then I'm the one on the hook for cheating, it would be better to catch her in the act," I said as Ashley grabbed the mesh shower sponge ball and dispensed some bath gel on it and handed it to me as she turned around and backed her long, slender body up against mine. 

"True, but catching her doesn't make her pay. Besides, she wouldn't get off the hook anyway because we have proof she was cheating, right?" Ashley asked as I wrapped my arms around her body and used the shower sponge to lather her up, spending extra time on her firm B cups. 

"I suppose," I said as my hands moved around and used the sponge on Ashley's back and ass. 

"We need to make her really pay, hit her where it hurts," Ashley groaned as my hands came around and slid the mesh ball over her smoothly shaved pussy. 

"How could we do that?" I asked as I brought my right hand with the shower ball up to her breasts and let my left hand slip between her legs. 

"We could tie her up and make her watch," Ashley moaned as my fingers found her soapy clit and rubbed it gently. 

"Mmm, a very naughty idea," I whispered in her ear as I dropped the shower ball and cupped her right breast in my hand as my left hand teased her clit. 

"We could drug her and you and I could fuck right on top of her and make a video," Ashley groaned as my fingertips rolled softly around her clit. 

"Wow, remind me to never piss you off," I said as the fingertips from my left hand alternated squeezing the hard nipples on each of Ashley's breasts and the index finger from my right hand slipped inside her drenched pussy. 

"You'd better not," Ashley moaned. "Fuck, I'd suggest we could shoot her if I thought we could get away with it." 

"That's a bit extreme," I said as I leaned in and kissed Ashley's neck softly. 

"I know, but a girl can dream, can't she?" Ashley giggled and moaned as I slid my finger in and out of her dripping wet pussy. 

"I suppose," I moaned low. Ashley groaned and pressed her wet body up against mine as I bit down playfully on her shoulder and finger fucked her tiny pussy as I tweaked her sensitive nipples. 

"I just want her out of our lives so we can be together," Ashley moaned. "You want that too, don't you?" 

"I do," I groaned as I slid my finger in and out of Ashley's velvety teen box. I know I said at the start that I'd never leave my wife for her, but in light of recent discoveries I was starting to change my mind. 

"I'll do anything to make that happen, anything," Ashley moaned as I added my ring finger inside her and fucked her faster as the hot water rolled down our bodies. 

"We'll figure it out," I moaned as I felt her pussy starting to contract around my fingers so I kicked it up a notch and pounded her faster and faster until she screamed out and came hard all over my fingers and then fell back into my arms. 

I turned Ashley around to face me and I wrapped my arms around her tightly to hold her up as she regained her legs underneath her. I leaned in and kissed her sweet lips and devoured her tongue when she slipped it into my mouth. Ashley put her hands up around my neck and I felt my wife's engagement ring on my skin as I pressed Ashley's body up against the cool tile wall and kissed her hard. 

"Fuck me," Ashley moaned as I leaned in to kiss her neck. My cock was rock hard and ready for her so I guided it to her waiting pussy as she wrapped her long, sexy legs around my torso. Ashley's arms were around my neck and I looked down into her blue eyes through the steam as I slid slowly inside of her causing her to let out a soft moan as her pussy gripped my manhood tightly. 

We looked into each others' eyes as I slowly fucked Ashley's hot teen body up against the shower wall. She bit down on her lower lip as my throbbing hard cock slid slowly but deeply in and out of her tight wet pussy. 

"God, you are sexy," I moaned as Ashley bit her lip harder as she took my cock inside her over and over again. 

"I'm all yours," Ashley moaned as our eyes remained locked on each other through the steam of the shower. 

"You mean that, don't you?" I grinned as I started fucking her harder, grinding her body up against the wall. 

"I do," Ashley said as I gazed deeply into her eyes. My cock was in heaven as it slid in and out of her tiny pussy. I felt the hot water from the shower hitting my back as I started pounding Ashley up against the wall harder and harder. Her teen pussy gripping me so tightly that I wanted to cum right then and there. 

"You are so fucking tight," I moaned as Ashley smiled looking into my eyes. 

"Just for you, Mr. Jones," Ashley giggled. "Fuck my tiny little pussy harder." 

"Fuck yes, you little slut," I groaned. 

"I'm your little slut," Ashley moaned. "I'm here to make up for all the boring years you spent with that boring wife of yours." 

"Mmm, yes," I moaned as I fucked Ashley harder and deeper up against the cool shower wall. Her legs were wrapped around my body tightly, she was pulling me into her with each and every hard thrust. Our eyes still locked on each other through the steam. 

"I'll fuck you anytime you want," Ashley moaned low, "I'll let you fuck me any way you want." 

"Fuck yes," I growled as my body switched to auto-pilot, pounding Ashley with abandon and trying to make it last as long as it could. 

"I could be your perfect wife and your perfect little fucktoy," Ashley moaned in her little girl voice as I thrust my pounding cock deep inside of her so hard it lifted her off her feet as my cock exploded and filled up her tight pussy with more jizz that I thought possible after the hand job Ashley gave me just minutes before. Ashley's legs wrapped around me tighter and she moaned loudly as she came, never taking her eyes off of mine. 

"You are perfect," I smiled as I looked into Ashley's blue eyes as I held her up against the wall. My hard cock was still throbbing inside her as her soft pussy walls gripped down hard milking me for every last drop that I had left. 

"We're perfect together," Ashley giggled and pulled me down for a kiss. "Now why don't you help me wash my hair," she smiled, "I want to make sure I look perfect for the surprise I have for you later tonight." 

I helped Ashley with her hair and we both finished our shower and then got dried off. I went back into the master bedroom and put on a pair of black boxers and my robe as Ashley used my wife's blow dryer to dry her long blonde hair. I pulled out another of Ashley's presents and sat on the bed waiting for her. When she was finished drying her hair she walked into the master bedroom wrapped only in a white terrycloth towel. 

Ashley smiled when she saw the long white box with a red bow and ribbon wrapped around it that was sitting on the bed next to me. 

"Is that another present for me?" Ashley asked as she bounced over to the bed and sat down across from me with the box between us. 

"Yes, it is. Don't you think you deserve another present?" I asked with a grin. 

"Of course," Ashley giggled as she picked up the box and shook it from side to side. "Ooh, it's heavy." 

"Just open it," I smiled. 

"Ok, ok," Ashley giggled as she put the box back down on the bed and pulled the red bow off and stuck it on top of the towel that was wrapped around her. She slid the ribbon off the box and then took the top off and laid it to the side before she reached in and pulled the tissue paper free to reveal the black leather over the knee Stuart Weitzman boots with the 4 inch heels. "Oh my God, these are awesome! Thank you, baby!" 

"You're welcome, I saw them and just needed to see them on you," I smiled as Ashley pulled the pair of boots from the box to take a closer look at them. 

"I love the smell of leather," she giggled as she unzipped the side of the left boot and slid her foot in and zipped it back up. "They feel great as well, they are so soft," she said as she unzipped then put on the right boot before she stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. 

"They look amazing on you," I said as Ashley grinned and did her patented model twirl for me. The black Napa leather boots made it right up over Ashley's knees and made her legs look amazing. 

"They really go well with my towel, huh?" she giggled. 

"I think they go with anything, or nothing at all for that matter," I smiled and looked into Ashley's blue eyes as she walked towards me. 

"I'm sure," she smirked as she leaned in and kissed me. "I do love them and I love you more." 

"I love you too, Ashley," I said as she sat down on my lap and put her left arm around my neck. "I like where you placed the bow, are you my present?" 

"Yes, anytime you want me," Ashley smiled and bit down playfully on her lower lip as I wrapped my arms around her body. Her face was just inches from mine when she asked, "How bad do you want me?" 

"Very, very bad," I smiled as Ashley leaned in and kissed my cheek softly. 

"Prove it," she whispered then let her warm lips kiss my earlobe softly. 

"Mmm, ok, how?" I moaned as her tongue softly traced my ear. 

"We make her pay and I take her place," Ashley whispered in. "Don't you want to wake up next to me every morning instead of her?" 

"Yes," I said, and at that point I meant it. Ashley had made me feel so alive that I could totally imagine myself with her for years and years to come. 

"So, she really said I was hot?" Ashley pulled back so I could see her sparkling blue eyes as she sat on my lap wrapped in a towel and wearing her sexy new boots. 

"Yes, she did." 

"We can definitely use that to our advantage," Ashley bit her lip and looked into my eyes. 

"How so?" 

"Maybe I could hit on her or something. I could stop over here when you're not around and maybe I could get her to admit her affair on tape. Or, maybe I could get her to go down on me and capture the video on my phone. That would make divorcing her a lot easier, wouldn't it?" 

"It would certainly make it a lot cheaper," I smiled. "You would do that for me?" 

"I'd do anything for you," Ashley said as she looked into my eyes. 

"It could work." 

"I just want her out of our lives, fiancée," Ashley grinned and pulled me closer for a long, deep kiss. 

"Did I tell you that Katherine and I are having dinner with your parents next week?" 

"No, you didn't," Ashley looked at me surprised. 

"I guess your mom asked how your internship over here was going and Katherine said we could talk about it over dinner next week. She wants to tell your mom how well you've been doing and how hard you've been working because she still feels bad about you not getting your new Mustang." 

"As she should," Ashley said rolling her eyes. 

"I know, but maybe we can convince your parents that you're a hard working girl that deserves that car after all," I smiled. 

"You think they'd take that Mustang away from me once they find out I'm fucking you every chance that I get?" Ashley giggled. 

"True, I guess we need to figure out a way to make my wife pay and still keep our little secret. Maybe at least until you get out of school?" 

"That's such a long time!" Ashley groaned. 

"I know, but you know what people are going to think with our age difference." 

"Fuck them, who cares what they think?" Ashley barked. 

"Not me, but we just have to be ready for some backlash. That's why I just want you to be absolutely sure about what you want to do before you do it." 

"I am sure, are you?" Ashley asked as her blue eyes penetrated mine. 

"Am I sure about what?" 

"About us, are you sure you are ready to get rid of your cheating bitch of a wife?" 

"It's not that easy," I groaned. 

"But it is," Ashley smiled. "She could never treat you as good as I do. She doesn't love you the way I can. She'll never be your perfect little fantasy slut like I can." 

"That is true," I said softly. 

"And I get it, we need the perfect plan and that might take time. I'm willing to do anything you want to do as long as I know you still want to be with me," Ashley said smiling sweetly, her sparking blue eyes gazing into mine. 

"I do, and yes, we will figure it out," I smiled. "Let's just enjoy this amazing weekend for now, ok?" 

"Yes, baby," Ashley cooed as I pulled her body to mine and kissed her. "I can't believe I get to wake up in your arms two days in a row, it's all I've thought about for days." 

"Me too, and I'm looking forward to this surprise you have for me tonight. Care to give me a hint?" I grinned as Ashley pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me. 

"I think you'll enjoy it," Ashley giggled as she looked down into my eyes and my hands gripped her waist and pulled her body down on mine. 

"That's not much of a hint," I moaned as my hands moved up a few inches to Ashley's sensitive zone and tickled her. She grabbed my hands and held them down by my side as she shook her head. 

"Behave, or I won't give you your surprise," Ashley said softly as she bit down on her lower lip. 

"Can I have it now?" I smiled as I looked up into Ashley's blue eyes. 

"Nope," Ashley grinned, "Why don't we just relax and rest for a bit?" 

"We can do that," I said as I pulled Ashley down to me and kissed her sweet red lips softly. My hands moved up her back and unwrapped the towel that was around her body and let it fall. Ashley grabbed it and tossed it off the bed as she gazed into my eyes. 

"You're a bit overdressed," she smiled as she pulled me up and then pulled my robe open. 

"You're the one wearing boots," I grinned as I took the robe off and threw it off to the side of the bed. 

"Do you want me to take them off?" Ashley grinned wickedly. 

"No, that's ok," I said, pulling her back down on top of me as I lay back on the bed and then wrapped my arms around her warm body. 

"I feel so safe in your arms," Ashley whispered in my ear. 

"And you make me feel like I can do anything." 

"That's because you can," Ashley whispered as she laid her head on my chest and traced my skin with her long manicured fingernails. 

Just having Ashley is my bed made me feel like I was 20 years younger and ready to take on the world. Her perfect, young body felt amazing on top of mine and I knew it was getting harder and harder to tell myself that Ashley was just a short-term fantasy. I wasn't quite sure yet how we were going to make my wife "pay" but I was pretty sure that while it wasn't a sure thing that our marriage was over it was pretty clear now that I was at a crossroads. Ashley had made it abundantly clear that she was an option and I just couldn't ignore that any longer. 

I knew there was a plethora of reasons why Ashley and I could never work, and they all came down to one thing; our age difference. I was an idiot to think that I could ever keep control of this relationship and keep it on a casual level. There was nothing casual about Ashley. She was beautiful, she was intelligent and she seemed to know exactly what she wanted out of life. She seemed more together than most women twice her age. 

I am sure there are women out there wondering how a man in his 40's could fall for a young girl like Ashley. I'll tell you the dirty little secret that most guys never want to admit, no matter how old we are the perfect woman is one that is between the ages of 18 and 25. I call it the "Playmate Factor." At some point all young guys see their first issue of Playboy and start lusting after the Playmate of the month, who is almost always in that 18 to 25 age range. 

As we get older, we still lust after that perfection that we see in the centerfolds and even though we age, the girls never do. Biology would explain it by saying that men are looking for women to have their children and continue the lineage, either way it all boils down to the fact that older men are attracted to younger women on a very primal level. 

The fact that Ashley actually looked better than most of the women I'd seen in Playboy certainly made it hard for me to not get swept up into the fantasy of it all. When most guys find out their wives are cheating it is a pretty hard pill to swallow. For me, it seemed to be a gateway to a fantasy girl that I'd have never considered otherwise. 

Ashley drifted off to sleep in my arms. The rhythms of her body moving up and down with every breath as she lay on top of me made me feel absolutely content and relaxed. I closed my eyes and wondered just what she had in store for me later that evening. After a few minutes I drifted off as well; knowing whatever it was Ashley was probably right, I was pretty sure I'd enjoy it. 

I woke up a couple hours later to find Ashley kissing my neck ever so softly, her slender body was still on top of mine and my arms were still wrapped around her. 

"What a perfect way to wake up," I smiled as Ashley pushed herself up to look down into my eyes. 

"It is, isn't it?" Ashley grinned. "Why don't we have something to eat then I can prepare your surprise for you." 




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 11



I opened my eyes and looked slowly around the room as I pieced together the crazy, passionate evening I had experienced with Ashley the night before. My wife's wedding dress was tossed carelessly over the chair in the corner of the room and the pair of black leather knee-high boots was lying on the floor next to the bed. I smelled the distinct smell of bacon wafting through the air and I looked over and noticed that Ashley wasn't in the big king sized bed next to me. 

I sat up and smiled, remembering that my wife and her sister wouldn't be home from the spa until the next day so I would have Ashley all to myself for another day of fun. I got out of bed and grabbed my robe out of the closet and walked downstairs to the kitchen to find Ashley. 

Ashley was at the stove wearing a short little red silk robe which showed off her slim, sexy legs nicely. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she had her headphones in her ears. She was cooking and dancing to whatever she was listening to on her iPhone and I stood there in the doorway enjoying the show. 

Ashley turned around to grab a bowl off of the island in the middle of the kitchen and she smiled when she saw me watching her. 

"It's about time you got up," Ashley giggled as she pulled her headphones out of her ears. 

"It's barely light out," I grinned as I walked into the kitchen and let my eyes take in the beautiful sight in front of me. 

"Well, sit down. I'm making you breakfast," Ashley smiled. 

"I didn't know you could cook," I said with a grin. 

"I can do a lot of things," Ashley giggled as she looked over at me. "Besides, what kind of wife would I be if I didn't make breakfast for my man?" 

"A typical one," I laughed as I sat down at the kitchen table and watched Ashley pour a bowl of beaten eggs into a pan and then add some shredded cheese over the top. 

"Well, I'm not typical, husband. You should know that by now," Ashley said as she walked over to the Keurig coffee brewer and slid a Dark Magic K-Cup into the machine. 

"That is true," I smiled and watched Ashley as she bounced back and forth between the stove, toaster and coffee maker. "Last night was pretty damn incredible." 

"Yeah, it was," Ashley grinned as she grabbed the freshly brewed cup of coffee and brought it over to me. "And we still have all day today and all night tonight." 

"Thank you," I grinned as I saw Ashley was still wearing my wife's rings as I took the mug from her hand and then looked up into her beautiful blue eyes. "I know, I'm not used to having you all to myself for this long." 

"You can have me for as long as you want," Ashley smiled as she twirled around and went back to the stove where she assembled two plates of scrambled eggs, bacon and wheat toast for both of us. "We just need to figure out how to get rid of our little problem." 

"Our little problem, huh?" I grinned as Ashley floated across the room and put the plates down on the table. 

"Yes, we need to make her pay and you need to decide what it is you want, mister," Ashley said matter-of-factly as she went back over to the Keurig for her cup of coffee. 

"I know," I sighed as I took a sip of my coffee. "You know I want you," I said as Ashley sat down at the table across from me, "but it's complicated. It's not like we could just pick up and disappear into the sunset." 

"Why not?" Ashley grinned as I felt her foot move up onto my lap. 

"You're still in high school, for one," I replied. 

"But I'm 18, I can do whatever I want." 

"True, but if we disappeared we'd both have to leave our friends and family behind. Which brings me to my next point, your parents would never approve of our relationship." 

"Who cares? Am I supposed to hide the fact that I'm in love with you for the rest of my life just because they wouldn't approve?" Ashley asked as her foot slipped beneath my robe and began to slowly slide up and down my cock getting me rock hard almost instantaneously. 

"No, I didn't say that," I groaned. 

"Besides, my parents would come around eventually when they saw how happy you made me," Ashley grinned as her foot continued rubbing my cock with long, slow strokes. 

"Fair enough, but you still need to finish school. I wouldn't want to be the reason you missed out on your senior year and all of the memories that come along with that." 

"You mean like prom night?" Ashley giggled. "I doubt it could top last night when you fucked me while I wore the bitch's wedding dress." 

"Good point," I chuckled. "But there's a lot more to senior year than prom night and while I don't doubt your feelings for me for a moment, I'm a big boy and I know that things can change. So, before we do anything major, I think we both have to be sure." 

"My feelings for you aren't going to change, Brian. You're the only man I've ever wanted," Ashley said as she looked across the table into my eyes as her foot teased my throbbing cock. 

"Good, then there's no reason for us not to wait until you finish high school before we go public." 

"So we have to endure nine more months of sneaking around?" Ashley pouted. 

"Haven't you been having fun so far?" I grinned as I reached under the table and grabbed Ashley's ankle. 

"I have," Ashley smiled at me as I stared into her sparkling blue eyes. 

"Then what's the problem?" I asked as I moved Ashley's foot away from my cock and tickled it. 

"I want to make her pay," Ashley said laughing as she tried to pull her foot from my grasp. 

"There has to be a way to make her pay without letting her find out about us," I said as I continued tickling the bottom of Ashley's sensitive foot. 

"Yes," Ashley giggled as I finally freed her foot and she pulled it away quickly. "Or, we'll just have a nice scrapbook for her when we reveal what's been going on right under her nose." 

"You are a naughty girl," I grinned. 

"That's why you love me," Ashley smiled wide as I picked up my fork and tried some of Ashley's scrambled eggs. 

"Maybe, but you do get points for cooking skills too," I smiled. 

"Like I said, I can do a lot of things," Ashley cooed then bit down softly on her lower lip and smiled. 

"So, besides this amazing breakfast what did you have planned for us today?" I asked as I sipped my coffee. 

"Well, Lindsey texted that she'd like to get her car back today. I guess she and Jake had a bit of a fight and they are coming back from the lake house today." 

"Oh? What are they fighting about?" I asked as I put my coffee cup back down on the table. 

"I guess she found some naked selfies on his phone that most definitely weren't from her," Ashley replied. 

"That'll do it," I smiled. "So, do we need to drop her car off somewhere for her?" 

"We could do that," Ashley said as she looked over at me, "Or, I was thinking we could have her stay here tonight." 

"I don't know about that," I said as my mind immediately went into overdrive debating the pros and cons of adding another hot high school girl to the equation. 

"What, you don't want to fuck her?" Ashley asked boldly with a wicked grin. 

"The better question is do you really want me to fuck her?" I countered. 

"I might be a bit jealous, but I know the difference between love and lust," Ashley grinned. "I'm not your bitch wife; I would never keep you from trying something you wanted to do." 

"How do you know that Lindsey would be up for such an arrangement?" 

"Well, for one she's heard my stories about what a good fuck you are and I know for a fact she'd love to find out first-hand if that was true. And, if that wasn't enough I also have a 'Whatever The Fuck I Want Card' outstanding from her just like I do from you," Ashley giggled. 

"You are devious," I smiled as Ashley stood up and started clearing the table. 

"I know what I want and I know how to get it, if that makes me devious then I guess I'm devious," Ashley smiled as she walked over to me and sat down on my lap. 

"What bet did Lindsey lose?" I asked as Ashley leaned in and softly kissed my neck and I wrapped my arms around her warm body. 

"Oh, that's not important," Ashley giggled as she nibbled on my earlobe and whispered, "The question is do you want to own her sexy ginger ass for a night?" 

"Yes," I moaned softly. 

"Louder," Ashley groaned as her lips softly kissed my neck. 

"Yes," I said louder. 

"Yes what?" Ashley giggled as she bit down on my neck. 

"Yes, I want to own her sexy ginger ass for the night," I groaned as Ashley put her arms around my neck and looked into my eyes. 

"How much do you love me right now?" Ashley smiled. 

"You have no idea," I grinned. "You're sure we can trust Lindsey to keep her mouth shut about us?" 

"Yeah, I have enough dirt on her to make sure she stays quiet," Ashley giggled. 

"Alright then, what's the plan?" I smiled as I wondered to myself exactly what kind of dirt that Ashley had on her best friend and decided not to think about just what she could do with the dirt that she had on me. 

"I'll text Lindsey and tell her that I'll meet her at the mall and pick her up. I was thinking of blindfolding her on the way over and maybe keep her that way for a while once I get her back here." 

"Very cloak and dagger of you," I grinned. 

"Oh, you know it'll be hot. There will be rules though, I don't want you cumming in your new ginger slut. That's all for me, ok?" Ashley's blue eyes sparkled as she leaned in to kiss me. 

"Yes," I said as our lips met for a deep, passionate kiss. 

"Good boy," Ashley smiled as she stood up. "I'm going to hit the shower and get ready to go get Lindsey." 

"Want some company?" I asked with a grin. 

"Sure, but no funny business, mister," Ashley giggled. "I want you to be on your A game today." 

"Aren't I always?" I asked as I stood up and followed Ashley as she used her amazing long legs to climb the staircase two stairs at a time. 

"Yeah, but that's just with one girl to satisfy. Today you're going to have two," Ashley said as she reached the master bedroom and took off her silk robe revealing her perfect young body. 

"Are you really sure you want to share all this?" I asked as took off my robe and tossed it on the bed. 

"No, I'm not sure," Ashley grinned as she looked down at my hardening cock. "But, I know it is a fantasy of yours that the bitch never let you experience. I'd be no better than her if I didn't take care of your needs and desires, right?" 

"You are amazing, Ashley," I smiled. "You've got to know that you are truly all I need to make my fantasies come true. I don't need a threesome." 

"You always seem to say the right thing," Ashley giggled as she walked over to me and put her long arms up around my neck and looked up at me with her sexy blue eyes. "Just knowing you'd give up a chance at fucking two, hot young girls at the same time tells me that you love me." 

"What's not to love?" I smiled as I wrapped my arms tightly around Ashley's warm, naked body and pulled her in to me as I kissed her soft red lips with a deep, passionate kiss. 

"True," Ashley grinned, "Besides, I already know Lindsey is jealous that I'm fucking an older, experienced man. I want her to jealousy to be off the charts by the time she leaves here tomorrow." 

"As long as you're sure," I smiled. "You're the one that's in control, you can stop it at any time you want for any reason you want." 

"Deal," Ashley grinned as she bit her lower lip and looked up into my eyes then she slid her right hand down my body and took a hold of my rock hard cock and giggled. "I thought I said no funny business." 

"You said no funny business in the shower and we aren't in the shower yet," I chuckled. 

"I should just throw you in to a very cold shower to take care of this," Ashley grinned and squeezed my hard cock as her blue eyes sparkled in the morning sunlight. 

"Sounds like something my wife would do," I smiled as I watched Ashley's eyes go wide and her head move slowly from side to side. 

"You did not just say that," Ashley said as she tried to stifle a grin. 

"Yeah, I think I did," I chuckled. 

"Just to let you know, I'm fully aware you're trying to manipulate me into doing exactly the opposite of what the bitch would do," Ashley said as she looked up into my eyes as she slowly got down on her knees in front of me. 

"Oh yeah?" I moaned as Ashley's soft hand gripped my hard cock and guided it to her soft, red lips. 

"Mmhmm," she moaned as she kissed my cock softly and let her velvety tongue make two teasing swirls around my throbbing, ultra-sensitive head. 

"Fuck," I moaned as I reached down and steadied myself on Ashley's shoulders. 

"Too bad I'm not that easily manipulated," Ashley giggled as she popped back up to her feet and kissed me on the cheek. "We need you on your A game, remember?" 

"Oh, that is mean," I smiled. 

"I know, but so is trying to manipulate a sweet, young girl," Ashley giggled as she reached down and grabbed my hard cock. 

"Fair enough," I said as Ashley led me into the master bath using my hard cock as a leash. She started the water on the shower and pushed me in long before it had time to warm up. "Fuck, that's cold," I groaned. 

"Want to try comparing me to your wife again?" Ashley asked as her hand hovered over the handle that could quickly send the water into a much colder stream. 

"No, I'm good," I grinned. 

Ashley stepped in once the water had heated up and steam had started to fill the air. I couldn't keep my hands off of her and I made sure that every inch of her sexy body got perfectly clean. She returned the favor but she did nothing to alleviate the fact that she once again had me rock hard and ready. 

"I have a feeling you will channel all the frustration you're feeling right now into something amazing later," Ashley grinned as she turned off the water and grabbed us a couple of towels. 

"I'm sure I will," I groaned. 

"I want Lindsey to get the full treatment, the belt, the handcuffs and more," Ashley smiled sweetly as she wrapped the towel around her body and stepped out of the shower and walked over to the vanity where she started blow-drying her sexy long blonde hair and I went into the master bedroom and put on jeans and a black polo. 

I looked around the room and decided I should clean up a bit, I put my wife's wedding dress and veil back into the boxes from which they came and then changed the sheets on the bed. 

"What a good husband," Ashley smiled as she walked into the room as I finished making the bed. She was still wearing the towel around her slim body and her long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail. 

"What can I say?" I asked with a smile as I sat down on the freshly made bed and watched Ashley pull out a black thong and bra, jean shorts and a black tank top from her suitcase which was sitting on the dresser. 

"You can say I'm the best wife you've ever had," Ashley smiled as she laid her clothes on the bed then dropped her towel on the floor. 

"Well, the competition is pretty fierce," I grinned as she stepped into the thong then slid it up her long, slender legs. 

"Oh, is it now?" Ashley asked as she shot me an unpleasant look. 

"Maybe it's just the blue balls talking," I said as she slid on her short little jean shorts and put on her bra. 

"A little discomfort now for a night of hot sex with two teenage sluts, boo-hoo," Ashley said mockingly then she stuck out her tongue to accentuate her message as she slid the tank top on. 

"Well, when you put it that way," I smiled. 

"Yes?" Ashley shot back. 

"You are the best wife ever," I smiled. 

"Thank you!" Ashley grabbed a pair of socks from her suitcase and sat down on the bed and put them on before she popped back up onto her feet and reached into her bad once again. This time she pulled out her gold cross and chain and put it on as she looked into the mirror over the dresser. 

"You look amazing," I said as Ashley spun around to face me. 

"Thanks, baby," Ashley said as she walked over and leaned down to kiss me. I felt a spark as our lips met for a long, soft kiss. Ashley grinned when she said, "Don't miss me too much while I'm gone." 

"I'll try not to," I said before I pulled her down and I kissed again. "There's an extra garage door opener on the shelf above the light switch as you walk into the garage." 

"Thanks, baby," Ashley grinned. "Try to keep it in your pants until we get back, ok?" 

"I will," I said as Ashley spun around and made her way out of the master bedroom as I admired the way her ass looked in those short little jean shorts. 

I went into my office and checked my email and then my fantasy baseball team. I was having a hard time concentrating knowing what was coming when Ashley and Lindsey made their way back to the house. I was excited to finally be able to check the threesome off the bucket list, especially since I couldn't imagine two hotter women to do it with. I was also a bit nervous; not just about the threesome, but also what letting Lindsey in on Ashley's and my little secret could end up doing to our lives. 

Ashley had told me that she had enough dirt on Lindsey to keep her quiet, but I had to wonder if inviting Lindsey into our world wouldn't give her a lot of ammunition to use against Ashley and me. I knew I was taking a risk, but in the end the reward I was going to get seemed to outweigh worrying about what might happen. 

As I stared at my computer monitor I remembered the bracelet and lingerie that I had bought to give Ashley this weekend that I hadn't given her yet. I smiled as I thought just how jealous Lindsey would be when Ashley opened up that diamond bracelet that I had got for her and then I smiled wider as I imagined Ashley and Lindsey in the lingerie. 

I glanced down at my desk and saw the GPS unit sitting there, my mind wandered onto just who my wife might have been meeting for her little rendezvous at the no-tell motel. As much as I wanted to be jealous, I couldn't really muster that particular emotion knowing I would soon have my cock in two amazing teenage pussies. 

Ashley wanted me to give Lindsey the full treatment and that was exactly what I planned on doing. I got up and walked back into the master bedroom where I picked up the handcuffs from the dresser and slipped them into the front pocket of my jeans and looked at myself in the big mirror over the dresser. I was ready. 

I heard the rumble of the garage door coming from under my feet so I quickly made my way down the two staircases and into the den. I was standing there watching as the door to the garage opened and I saw Ashley leading a blindfolded Lindsey into my house. 

Seeing Lindsey and Ashley next to each other just reinforced that the two girls could easily be twin sisters. Both mirrored the other in height, build and hair length. Lindsey's skin was a bit paler than Ashley's but the only real difference between them was Lindsey was a sexy redhead and Ashley a sexy blonde. Lindsey was wearing a short jean skirt with raised sandals which showed off her long, slender legs. Her cute little pink tank top said "Spoiled Brat" across the front and I couldn't help but smile at the thought of Ashley and her competing over my cock for the rest of the day. 

"So this is my toy?" I said in a lower voice than normal as Ashley led Lindsey into the den. 

"Yes, sir," Ashley giggled and grabbed Lindsey's arms as Lindsey tried to reach up and take the sleep mask off that Ashley used to blindfold her and said, "Not yet." 

I took the handcuffs out of my pocket and saw Ashley's eyes light up as I walked over to her and Lindsey. When I got close enough Ashley turned Lindsey away from me so that I could cuff her wrists behind her back. 

"Wait, no!" Lindsey pleaded as the cuffs closed around her soft, white wrists. 




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 11



"Listen carefully, slut," Ashley giggled as she got right up next to Lindsey so her mouth was right next to Lindsey's ear. "Do I have to remind you already that I own your sexy white ass for the rest of the day and night?" 

"No," Lindsey whispered as I held onto the cuffs behind her back. 

"Good," Ashley smiled as she looked up at me, "What do you want to do first with this little slut?" 

"Why don't we see just how well this little spoiled brat sucks cock," I growled and Ashley could barely contain her excitement as I spun Lindsey around and pushed her down onto her knees in front of me causing her to let out a loud gasp. I unzipped my jeans as Ashley took a handful of Lindsey's long red hair into her hand and tugged it back. 

"So we are doing this?" I asked in a low voice. 

"Yes," Ashley looked up at me with a grin as she pulled Lindsey's hair back harder. 

"Yes," Lindsey finally replied tentatively. 

"Open wide," Ashley whispered in Lindsey's ear as our eyes locked. I slid my hardening cock free from my boxer briefs and guided it towards Lindsey's open mouth where I rubbed my cockhead teasingly across Lindsey's soft, red lower lip. 

"So I can do whatever I want with this slut?" I asked Ashley as Lindsey squirmed on her knees in front of me, her skirt sliding higher up her thighs. 

"Yes, sir," Ashley giggled, "She is our toy for the night. The only rule I have if you don't cum inside her." 

"Can I cum on her?" I growled as I shoved my hardening cock into Lindsey's waiting mouth. 

"I'll allow it," Ashley giggled as she tugged Lindsey's long red hair back and I felt Lindsey's lips wrapped tightly around my cock and her soft tongue came to life as she slowly twirled it around my now throbbing head as it entered and exited her warm mouth. "It looks like she likes that cock," Ashley grinned. 

"Yes, it does," I smiled as I reached down and took Lindsey's hair from Ashley. "Why don't you have a seat and watch the show?" I asked with a smile. 

"Ok," Ashley smiled and walked over and plopped herself down on the couch. "Bring her closer," she giggled. 

"Come on," I growled as I walked towards Ashley still holding onto Lindsey's hair, forcing the sexy, handcuffed and blindfolded schoolgirl to follow me on her knees. "You must have lost one hell of a bet," I groaned. 

"You have no idea—" Lindsey started but was quickly cut off by Ashley. 

"Hey! You're not here to talk. Open your mouth, slut," Ashley barked and Lindsey complied by opening her warm, wet mouth wide once again and I stuffed it with every inch of my hard, raging prick. 

I started slipping my cock in and out of Lindsey's mouth with a slow, steady motion as I tugged her back by her soft, red hair. I couldn't help but wonder just what bet Lindsey lost to be here at Ashley's mercy like this. I also couldn't help but wonder just how I'd pay for the "Whatever the Fuck I Want" card Ashley held on me. What seemed like a fun little game could have some very serious consequences. 

"How's she doing, husband?" Ashley asked with a wicked smile from her perch on the couch. 

"Not bad," I moaned as Lindsey started rolling her soft, warm tongue around my throbbing cock as I slowly fucked her mouth. 

"Well then, it sounds like she could do better," Ashley giggled. "Maybe she needs a belt to the ass." 

"No!" Lindsey moaned as I slipped my cock from her mouth for a moment. "I'll do better. Let me suck your cock, sir." 

"I love when a slut calls me sir," I smiled at Ashley. 

"She can be a good little slut when she wants to be," Ashley bit down on her lower lip and watched me tug her blindfolded best friend's hair back. 

"What have you told her about me?" I asked as I tapped my cockhead on Lindsey's plump lower lip. 

"All she knows is you're a naughty married man that has been fucking her besty," Ashley smiled. 

"And what do you think about that, Lindsey," I asked as I tugged her red hair back harder. 

"What do you mean?" Lindsey whimpered. 

"What do you think about your best friend fucking a married man?" I answered. 

"Honestly?" Lindsey groaned. 

"Yes, honestly," I said as I slapped the side of Lindsey's face with my throbbing cock head. 

"I think it's hot," Lindsey moaned. 

"Have you ever fucked or sucked a married man, Lindsey?" I asked as I guided my cock towards her mouth once again. 

"Just you, sir," Lindsey replied meekly and I saw Ashley's smile grow wider. 

"Lindsey, I'm only going to ask this once, so make sure you consider your answer carefully. Do you want this to continue or do you want Ashley to take you home?" I asked in a low voice. 

"Hey, that's not an option," Ashley said as she shot me a look that conveyed just how unhappy she was with me. 

"Look, these bets and the 'Whatever the Fuck I Want' cards are all in good fun but I'm not going to do anything to her that she doesn't want me to do just because you won some stupid bet," I said shooting Ashley back a glance of my own. "If Lindsey wants to stay and play, that's fine, but otherwise this is over right now." 

"But those weren't the rules," Ashley shouted as she sat up on the edge of the black leather couch. 

"Well then, I'm changing the rules because I'm not doing another fucking thing to Lindsey until she tells me she's ok with it," I growled as I let go of Lindsey's soft, red hair and Ashley rose to her feet. 

"I brought her here for you," Ashley said as she started pacing back and forth behind Lindsey. 

"Then what's the problem if I decide what to do with her?" I asked as I slid my cock back into my boxer-briefs and jeans and zipped them up. 

"You specifically wanted her, now why won't you use her?" Ashley said as she walked up behind Lindsey and I saw a true smile come across Lindsey's face for the first time. 

"I'm in," Lindsey said with a newfound confidence in her voice. 

"You're sure?" I asked. 

"Yes, sir. I'm in. I'll be your willing little slut," Lindsey smiled up at me from her knees. 

"Are we good?" I asked as Ashley walked back over and sat back down on the couch. 

"Yes, but that was her only chance at getting out," Ashley said still perturbed. 

"That's fine," I said. 

"May I make a suggestion," Lindsey grinned. 

"No!" Ashley snapped. 

"Why don't we at least hear what it is?" I tried not to grin as I just about saw steam come out of Ashley's ears. 

"Well, why don't you wear the blindfold, sir, and you can judge whether Ashley or I give you a better blowjob?" Lindsey smiled wide and bit down on her lower lip as Ashley exploded to her feet. 

"No! That is not happening! She is not in charge here," Ashley fumed as she walked up behind Lindsey and grabbed the handcuffs and pulled Lindsey up to her feet. 

"Are you afraid of a little competition, besty?" Lindsey giggled as Ashley rolled her sexy blue eyes and then looked up at me. 

"She said she was in," Ashley pleaded. "So let's just go along with the plan." 

"I thought the plan was we were all going to have a good time," I said as I looked into Ashley's eyes. "I knew Lindsey lost a bet and that we were going to use her like a naughty little slut, but it's only fun if she wants it." 

"I do, sir," Lindsey grinned. "If Ashley is afraid I'll give you better head than she can we can just forget about the competition." 

"Alright," I said, "Looks like that's settled." 

"No, it's not," Ashley spit back. "I'm not afraid of any competition, it just wasn't the plan." 

"That's fine," Lindsey giggled again, "We'll follow your plan." 

"Fuck off," Ashley said as she got right up behind Lindsey so her lips were just inches from Lindsey's ear once again. 

"What? I'm agreeing with you," Lindsey smiled. "Or do you want to compete now?" 

"Bring it on, bitch," Ashley seethed, "You want to bet anything on this competition?" 

"No, I'm in it just for the love of the game," Lindsey giggled as Ashley spun her body around. 

"Uncuff her," Ashley said as she pushed Lindsey back in my direction. 

"As you wish," I said with a grin as I took the cuffs off of Lindsey's wrists and slid them into my front jeans pocked. I then reached up and slid the sleep mask up off of Lindsey's face. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust from the darkness of the mask and the first thing she did was look out the big French doors. 

"Ash, isn't that your house?" Lindsey asked. But before Ashley could answer her, Lindsey asked another question as she spun around to me, "So it is Mr. Jones?" 

"Hello, Lindsey," I smiled as my eyes locked onto her gorgeous baby blues. 

"Did you know that you were the first guy she ever, you know, diddled it to?" Lindsey asked with a shit-eating grin. 

"Yes, he knows," Ashley sighed as she walked over next to Lindsey. "I've told him all about it." 

"Now so many things make sense," Lindsey smiled as she looked back and forth between Ashley and me. "She's been downright giddy for weeks now." 

"Well I'm glad I've made her happy," I said with a grin.. 

"Oh, you have. All I've heard from this girl since she was about 14 was how she wanted to play house with you," Lindsey smiled and looked over at Ashley who was finally relaxing and smiling a bit herself. 

"Well, I finally got my wish," Ashley held up her left hand to show off my wife's rings as she stuck out her tongue at Lindsey. 

"Holy fuck, are those real?" Lindsey said as she grabbed Ashley's hand for a closer look at the rings. 

"Yeah, they're real," I said, "They're my wife's wedding rings." 

"You two are bad," Lindsey giggled as she let go of Ashley's hand. "She always said your wife wouldn't have a chance if she made a move on you." 

"Well, it is hard to compete with Ashley," I grinned. 

"I love competing with Ashley," Lindsey beamed. 

"Too bad you almost never beat me," Ashley countered. 

"But when I do—" Lindsey smiled. 

"Lindsey, you seem a lot more relaxed now that you got the blindfold off," I said as my eyes took both of the girls in. 

"I am," Lindsey smiled sweetly. "At first I wasn't really sure exactly what Ashley had in store for me." 

"I told you exactly what was I had in store for you, bitch," Ashley said as she rolled her sexy blue eyes. 

"Yeah, but after what you did to Sarah—" Lindsey started. 

"Sarah was a bitch that got what she deserved!" Ashley shot back. 

"Do I even want to know?" I asked as the two girls glared at each other. 

"Probably not," Lindsey smiled as Ashley stared her down. "Let's just say that Sarah was blindfolded too and didn't get what she thought she was getting. To be fair, I agree with Ash that she deserved it." 

"So can we stop talking about ancient history and enjoy the rest of the day?" Ashley asked. 

"Yeah," Lindsey smiled, "We can do that. Are you sure you really want to do this though? A three-way with a random is one thing but with Mr. Jones?" 

"I think you can call me Brian," I grinned, "You have had my cock in your mouth and all." 

"It's fine," Ashley said to Lindsey, "It's a fantasy his bitch of a wife never let him have so I am. I'm doing it with you because I trust you and know that you can keep your pretty mouth shut." 

"Except for when I'm sucking his cock," Lindsey giggled. 

"You are such a bitch," Ashley smiled. 

"That's why you love me," Lindsey said as she puckered her lips and threw Ashley a kiss. 

"So you said something about a blowjob competition?" I grinned. "I hate to even ask, but is this something that you two have done before?" 

"No!" they both looked at me with a shocked expression and answered in unison. 

"Ashley is too much of a good girl for that," Lindsey smiled as she looked up at me with her blue eyes. 

"Are you sure we're talking about the same Ashley," I smiled as all of the naughty things Ashley and I had done together over the previous weeks flashed through my mind. 

"You've brought it out in her," Lindsey giggled. 

"So where are we doing this competition?" Ashley asked, "Down here or up in the bedroom?" 

"Let's go upstairs where we can all get comfortable," I smiled and then reached out and took each of their hands and guided them up the stairs and into the master bedroom. When we got there I had them both sit on the bed as I knelt down and slid two large Victoria's Secret boxes from under the bed. 

"What do you have there, Brian?" Lindsey asked with a smile as she pushed her long red hair back behind her ear as she looked down at me. 

"Well, these were both meant for Ashley, but since you're pretty much the same size—" 

"So you're giving her my gifts now?" Ashley said half-pouting and half-grinning. 

"Don't worry, wife, I have more for you later," I grinned as I stood up and handed each of them a box. 

"Thank you, sir," Lindsey said in a sexy, sweet voice as she looked up at me with her soft baby blues. 

"Yes, thank you, baby," Ashley added as she bit down softly on her lower lip. 

"To be fair, I don't remember which outfit is in which box so feel free to swap outfits if you'd like," I smiled. "I'm going to go into my office while you two get yourselves ready for me. Call me when you're ready," I said then I walked out of the room and closed the door then walked across the hallway into my office. 

I'm pretty sure I meant to check on my fantasy baseball team or read my emails but I don't remember doing any of that. All I recall is sitting there at my desk and imagining what it was going to be like to fuck these two hot teenage girls at the same time. The competitive nature between Ashley and Lindsey was either going to result in something really awesome or something really bad. I was hoping for something awesome. 

I heard the sound of a lawnmower out in the back so I turned around to take a look out my office window and I saw Ashley's dad pushing his mower across his yard. I wondered what his reaction would be if he only knew what was happening right here almost literally in his own back yard. 

"We're ready," I heard Ashley and Lindsey yell out simultaneously. I took a deep breath and stood up and walked to my closed bedroom door. Last night, when I opened the same door, I was met with the sight of Ashley in my wife's wedding dress. Today, I had two stunning young women dressed in sexy lingerie waiting to suck my married cock. I thought if this was a dream I hope nobody wakes me up. 

I reached out and turned the handle and slowly opened the door. The room was bright from the afternoon sun and the vision before me was even better than I'd imagined. Ashley and Lindsey were standing in front of my bed, both dressed in the sexy lingerie I bought with a pair of my wife's heels, and they were making out in earnest. Lindsey's long, skinny arms were around Ashley's waist pulling her close and Ashley had a handful of Lindsey's red hair wrapped around her right hand and she was pulling it back hard as her tongue shot into Lindsey's mouth. I smiled and thought to myself that I'd trained Ashley well. 

"Now this," I smiled, "You've done this before." Ashley and Lindsey looked at each other and giggled before they turned to face me. 

"Yeah," Ashley said, "But we were never this well dressed at the time." 

"True," Lindsey added, "We love our outfits, Mr. Jones." Both girls spun around slowly to give me the full impact of the sexy lingerie on their long, slender bodies. 

"You both look amazing," I said as my eyes drank in every sexy inch of their young bodies. Both girls had their hair down and both were in the new outfits that I had given them. Lindsey was in a sexy little white pleated babydoll that had triangle lace cups and an Empire waist with a wide satin bow. It was just long enough to cover her ass so it showed off her amazing long legs perfectly in combinations with the white ankle-strap 3" heels she was wearing. 

Every curve of Ashley's slim body was accentuated perfectly by the black lace garter slip that she was wearing. The lace embellished cups pushed her firm young B-cups into the perfect amount of cleavage and the little black bow where the cups met made Ashley into the perfect present for any man. The addition of the garters and stockings made my mouth water and I smiled wide when I saw that Ashley was once again wearing my wife's pair of Steve Madden black leather platform pumps that pushed her a couple inches taller than Lindsey. 

I stood there for a moment with the beautiful blonde in black and a ravishing redhead in white both smiling at me. I'd seen enough old westerns to know that the guys in white rarely got along with the guys in black and I wondered if the same would hold true for women in sexy lingerie. 

"Are you ready?" Ashley asked as she took a step towards me with a big grin on her face. 

"I am," I said as Ashley took my hand and pulled me over to the big, king-sized bed where she sat me down and then leaned in and gave me a deep, passionate kiss. 

"I love you," Ashley whispered as she pulled back from the kiss, her blue eyes sparking just inches from mine as I reached out and put my hands on her slim hips. 

"I love you too, Ashley," I said as our eyes stayed locked for a moment before Ashley reached back and took Lindsey's hand and pulled her to the bed where Ashley sat down on my left and Lindsey sat down on my right. 

I moved each of my arms around each of the girl's waists and pulled their slim bodies closer in to mine as I turned my head to the left and kissed Ashley deeply. I nibbled softly on her lower lip when I felt Lindsey's soft, warm lips on my neck and I let out a long, deep moan as I felt my cock instantly straining to be free of my jeans. 

I turned my head to the right and was immediately met by Lindsey's soft, red lips on mine as Ashley started softly kissing and nibbling on neck. My right hand moved up behind Lindsey's neck and I kissed her hard as her tongue slipped into my mouth. I took a handful of Lindsey's hair and I tugged it back hard as my tongue met hers with equal force causing her to moan deeply into our kiss. 

My left hand slowly worked up Ashley's back and when I could I grabbed a handful of her soft, long hair as well. I used it to pull her up as I used Lindsey's hair to pull her back as I turned and kissed Ashley once again. I heard Lindsey let out a sigh as her lips moved back to my neck and her hand moved down onto my bulging crotch. 

I took a mental snapshot at that very moment as I had both of these amazing lingerie clad Catholic schoolgirls pressed up against my body with each of my hands entwined in their soft, long hair as they vied for my attention. Feeling both of their lips and both of their breath on my skin at the same time was a feeling like I'd never experienced before. I felt Lindsey's hand grip my cock through my jeans and then felt the addition of Ashley's hand landing on top of Lindsey's hand. 

I turned back to Lindsey and pulled her back up to my lips where I devoured her with hot, deep kisses. My tongue penetrated her mouth and rolled around her soft, sweet tongue and I could feel Ashley's breath on my face as she must have been watching closely as I kissed her best friend. Lindsey's hand was rubbing my cock through my jeans and I felt Ashley slide her hand under Lindsey's hand and then felt her unzipping my jeans. 

Lindsey was a great kisser and very playful with her tongue. Ashley moved down onto her knees in front of me, my hand still firmly grasping onto her blonde hair. She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled my throbbing hard cock free of my boxer-briefs as Lindsey was playfully sucking on my lower lip as we made out. 

"It looks like he's ready," Ashley groaned and Lindsey broke our kiss to look down at Ashley. 

"Yes, it sure does," Lindsey giggled. "I can't wait to get that cock back into my mouth now that I know who it belongs to." 




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 11



Lindsey leaned in and kissed me one more time before she moved off the bed and down onto her knees next to Ashley where they both took turns kissing the head of my engorged cock. They worked in unison to get my jeans, boxer-briefs and socks off and then looked up at me with wicked grins. 

"So, how does this become a contest, exactly?" I asked with a smile. "Do you go back and forth or does one go and then the other?" Ashley and Lindsey looked at each other for a moment as they pondered the answer to the question. 

"Well," Lindsey said, "if you do one than the other that's not really fair since he's either going to cum at the end of the first and the second one will be getting him at less than his best or if he doesn't finish with the first the second will have the advantage of the first being a fluffer." 

"That was amazingly well thought out," Ashley giggled, "Do you run some kind of blowjob contest regularly?" 

"Fuck you," Lindsey giggled back. 

"You know you want to," Ashley smiled. "And you're right, your points are valid." 

"How about this," I said, "You each switch off at set intervals and I'll give a 1 to 10 rating at the end of each." 

"That could work," Ashley said. 

"Yeah, I agree," Lindsey grinned. "Is there a bonus for the girl that makes you cum?" 

"Sure, she'll get an extra 10 to average into her score," I smiled. 

"Deal," Ashley said. 

"Deal," Lindsey agreed. 

Ashley stood up and walked over to my nightstand where she grabbed my sleep mask from the drawer as Lindsey looked up at me with her blue eyes smoldering as she slid her soft, red lips down the full length of my hard cock and then back off again where she finished by flicking her soft tongue against my cockhead. 

"Hey!" Ashley barked as she walked back over to us, "No cheating!" 

"Sorry," Lindsey grinned as she winked up at me just before Ashley slid the sleep mask over my eyes and everything went black. 

"Feel free to sit there or lay back, but stay at the edge of the bed so we can switch easily," Ashley said. "My phone will beep every 30 seconds and we will switch when it does. Keep your hands to yourself and give a 1 to 10 rating when you hear the tone." 

"Got it," I said as I felt my cock getting even harder at the anticipation of the little competition the girls were about to embark upon. My mind raced as I tried to figure out just how I wanted to judge this contest. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to tell which girl was Ashley and which girl was Lindsey but I thought it could be fun to mess with them a bit by giving one much lower scores to start out with. 

"Zero," I said when I heard Ashley's phone beep. 

"Shut up!" Ashley giggled, "We're starting at the next beep." 

You might not think 30 seconds is a long time to wait, but when your cock is throbbing and you're waiting on two sexy Catholic high school girls to take turns sucking your cock it can be damned near an eternity. I filled the time by hoping I'd be able to make this contest last as long as I possibly could before the phone beeped again. 

I felt a warm set of lips immediately descend on my waiting cock. They gripped my hard shaft with just the perfect amount of pressure as the soft, wet lips moved up and down my shaft once, then twice before I felt a hot tongue twirl quickly around my swollen head three times before the soft lips made a beeline to the base of my cock sending my full manhood into whichever girl's mouth it was. BEEP! 

"10," I moaned as one set of soft, wet lips was replaced by another set that kissed my swollen head and then teased their way down the entire length of my cock before popping quickly off when I felt a hot, wet tongue playfully lick my balls as a hand slowly stroked my throbbing shaft with quick corkscrewing motions. BEEP! 

"9," I groaned as I felt the switch happen again. This time I felt soft hair fall down over my thighs as equally soft lips slid down and took just the tip of my raging cock into a warm mouth. The tip of a warm, wet tongue flicked my cock once and then rolled around the throbbing head three times slowly before the lips slipped down and bottomed out on my shaft as the girl deep throated my cock a second time. BEEP! 

"10," I moaned as I took a deep breath. I had no idea which girl was which as I felt a hand grab the base of my cock and a soft, warm tongue began to twirl around my cock from the tip to the base and then back up again where the girl playfully sucked on my cockhead while jerking the rest of my shaft with her hand. BEEP! 

"10," I moaned as I bit down on my lower lip and tried to think about anything but what was happening but to no avail. The switch was made and I felt a warm mouth once again moving up and down my cock quickly and with purpose as soft, wet lips gripped my shaft as they slid up and down my flesh. I could feel hair flying as the girl bobbed her head up and down and took my entire throbbing cock deep into her throat causing me to let out a loud moan. BEEP! 

"10," I growled through increasingly labored breaths. The sensation of both of these sensual mouths on my cock was too much to bear and I tried to think about baseball or anything else that I could to hold back the explosion but those thoughts all exited my mind the instant I felt the next set of warm lips on my cock. This time the soft lips moved down my cock painfully slowly and I tried to hold back my moans as I knew I was close. I felt fingernails slowly scratching their way down my thighs and then felt the girl's soft lips as they got to the base of my cock where she rolled her tongue around my shaft and forced my throbbing member further into her throat as her nails dug into my flesh and sent my body and my mind into overload and I cried out "Fuck!" as I exploded and sent what felt like a gallon of jizz down the girl's throat as she bobbed her head up and down and took every last drop that she could. BEEP! 

"10," I said as I reached up and took off the mask and saw Ashley on her knees in front of me draining my cock as she gazed up at me with her sparkling blue eyes. Lindsey was over by the dresser smiling as well as she turned the timer app on Ashley's phone off. 

"Fuck," I groaned, "That was intense." 

"Mmhmm," Ashley moaned as she bobbed her head up and down on my still throbbing cock one more time and made sure she had licked up any stray jizz that were remaining. 

"And the hotter girl won," Lindsey smiled sweetly as she sat back down on the bed next to me. 

"Thank you," Ashley smiled wide and then kissed my cock. "You're taking losing awfully well," she said looking up at Lindsay. 

"Of course I am," Lindsey smiled, "Considering I won." 

"What are you talking about?" Ashley asked as she stood up in front of us. 

"The best score wins, I got three 10s and you got two 10s and a 9," Lindsey nearly giggled. 

"But I got the bonus 10 for making him cum," Ashley countered. 

"Right, but that just gets averaged in. My average was a perfect 10 and yours was just a paltry 9.75. Sorry," Lindsey said in a way that there was no doubt in anyone's mind that she was not really sorry in the least. 

"That's not fair, I made him cum," Ashley said as she looked at Lindsey and then turned to me. "Right?" 

"I don't know about fair," I said, "But from the rules that were agreed upon before we started Lindsey is right, she got the higher score." 

"It's still bullshit!" Ashley said as she crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked it us. 

"Look," I said, "As far as I'm concerned there was no loser—" 

"No you don't," Lindsey interrupted as her hand clamped down over my mouth, "The rules were clear. I won. Ashley lost. Not everybody gets a trophy." 

"You are such a bitch," Ashley groaned as she marched into the master bathroom and slammed the door behind her. 

"That was harsh," I looked at Lindsey and saw her smiling. 

"I was just doing you a favor," Lindsey grinned as she leaned closer to me and whispered, "When she comes out of there she's going to do everything she can to fuck you like you've never been fucked before for the rest of the night." 

"She doesn't like to lose, huh?" 

"Oh, you have no idea, Mr. Jones," Lindsey giggled as she leaned over and kissed me hard on the mouth, "Then again, I don't like to lose much either. Thanks for giving me all 10's." 

"You earned them," I said as I took off my shirt and threw it on to the dresser before I moved back on the bed where Lindsey snuggled up next to me. She put her head on my chest and moved her long, skinny leg up over my body as she looked over at the closed bathroom door. 

"I know it's none of my business, but are you really thinking of leaving your wife for Ashley?" Lindsey asked quietly enough that there was no was Ashley could hear her from the bathroom. 

"I don't know. This whole thing has just happened so fast. The first day Ashley came over and threw herself at me it was a total fantasy come true and I thought I could control it. Now I'm not so sure I ever had any control at all." 

"You have more than you think," Lindsey grinned. "You have been her fantasy man for years, remember that." 

"I guess you're right," I said, "I just have to wrap my head around being a gorgeous teen girl's fantasy." 

"That shouldn't be too hard for you," Lindsey giggled as I heard the bathroom door open behind me and turned around to see Ashley standing there at the side of the bed looking at us. 

"You two are looking quite cozy," Ashley said without much emotion on her face or in her voice. 

"We were just waiting for you," I smiled. "Why don't you join us?" 

"Yes, Ash, please join us," Lindsey said playfully and I could feel her hot breath on the back of my neck as she spoke. "No more competitions, let's just have some fun." 

"Come on," I reached out my left hand and Ashley took it and kneeled on the bed in the sexy black lingerie and heels. She lay down and stretched her body out so that she mirrored Lindsey's body on the other side of me. As I lay there in between the two amazing girls it occurred to me that the feeling I was having at that very moment was how Hugh Hefner lived most of his adult life. I could get used to it. 

Ashley laid her head on my left shoulder and Lindsey laid hers on my right. I put my arms around each of them and pulled their young bodies in to me as they traced my chest with their French manicured fingertips. I looked into Ashley's blue eyes and then into Lindsey's and muttered, "Are you sure you girls aren't sisters?" 

"We're closer than sisters," Lindsey grinned. 

"True," Ashley giggled, "We're bestys!" 

"Yeah, we share everything," Lindsey said. 

"Everything?" I asked with a smile. 

"Well, almost everything," Ashley replied. 

"Just how long does it take him to, you know, reload?" Lindsey asked playfully. 

"I'm right here, I can hear you," I grinned as Lindsey stuck out her tongue as she looked up at me with her soft blue eyes. 

"It can take a while," Ashley grinned, "He's not a young man anymore you know." 

"Oh, really?" I asked as my left hand found a handful of Ashley's soft blond hair and tugged it back hard. "Is that how you want to play this?" 

"I think it is," Lindsey giggled, "She can be a total bitch." 

"So I see," I nodded at Lindsey. 

"But, she is right; you are kind of ancient aren't you?" Lindsey laughed out loud as she finished the sentence at the same time I grabbed a handful of her soft red hair with my right hand. 

"I think it's time to take you two young sluts to school," I groaned as I felt my cock springing back to life as I pulled Lindsey's pretty face up to mine and kissed her hard. I felt Ashley's soft lips on my chest as she kissed my skin with quick little kisses as she moved herself up higher with each one. 

"Fuck," Ashley moaned as I felt her hand on my now throbbing cock, "He's hard as a rock again." 

"I might be old, but I'm going to fuck both of you silly," I moaned as I pulled Ashley up to kiss her. I felt Lindsey's hand join Ashley's hand on my cock as Ashley's soft, sweet lips met mine. Lindsey snuggled herself close to me and started kissing my neck as Ashley slipped her soft, sweet tongue into my mouth. 

I let out a low groan as their hands worked in unison to stroke my big, thick cock with long, slow strokes. Ashley's tongue twirled circles around my tongue as Lindsey's soft lips teased my neck with sweet, soft little kisses. I was more than ready to get my cock deep into a tight, wet pussy and I just had to decide which of these two hot little schoolgirls I was going to fuck first. 

I pulled Ashley back by her hair and pulled Lindsey back up to me and I kissed her aggressively. I let my tongue invade her sweet mouth and I used it to wrestle her hot, wet tongue into submission as I rolled to the right and mounted Lindsey's sexy long body. I reached for the left strap of Lindey's white babydoll and moved it down over her shoulder uncovering her perfect young breast that I just devoured with kisses as I heard Lindsey and Ashley moan simultaneously. 

My left hand executed the same move on the right strap of Lindsey's babydoll and then grabbed a handful of her soft red hair as my mouth enjoyed teasing Lindsey's hard pink nipples by kissing then softly and nibbling playfully on them. Lindsey moaned as I rolled my tongue around her hard nipples and I could feel her pushing her hips up into me as she searched for what she needed to satisfy her. 

I used my body to move in between Lindsey's long, skinny legs and I kneeled in front of her as I guided her amazing long legs up over my shoulders. Lindsey looked up at me with her lust filled eyes as I reached down and ripped the little white thong off of her body, revealing her perfectly shaved pink pussy as it waited there for my cock. 

I was well aware that I was ignoring Ashley; I was taking Lindsey's words to heart and testing just how much control I had over the situation. Ashley sat there on the bed next to us watching my every move as I focused all of my attention on Lindsey. 

I tossed the ripped thong in Ashley's direction and noticed that Lindsey did not take her eyes off mine as I moved my hard cock closer to her little pink slit that was already dripping in anticipation. I guided my cock to her clit where I teased it briefly and then used my swollen cockhead to spank her clit causing her to let out a loud moan. 

"You are such a bad little slut," I growled as I gazed into Lindsey's blue eyes. 

"Fuck me," Lindsey begged. 

"What did you say?" I asked with a grin as I saw Ashley kneeling up on the big bed next to us. 

"I said, fuck me," Lindsey moaned louder and I heard Ashley let out a little squeal at the same time. I glanced in Ashley's direction and noticed she had her right hand in her panties and she was rubbing her clit as she watched us. I looked back into Lindsey's eyes and with one deep motion I buried my every inch of my hard married cock into the dripping wet Catholic high school slut causing her to let out a scream that rattled the windows. 

"You like that, slut?" I groaned as I fucked her tight, wet pussy with hard, deep strokes as she reached up and grabbed the headboard for support. 

"Yes, Brian," Lindsey moaned as she moved her long legs down from my shoulders and pulled me on top of her as I continued fucking her hot, heavenly pussy. 

My hard cock continued pummeling her tiny pussy with deep, hard fuckstrokes. Her eyes were open and searching my eyes as our bodies moved in unison as she pushed her body up to take every deep thrust of my cock. I kissed her sweet lips as I felt the heels she was wearing dig into my back. 

"Yes!" Lindsey moaned as I fucked her harder and faster. I was happy the little blowjob contest earlier had the extra bonus side effect of helping me last extra long because I was enjoying every minute of being deep inside the sexy young redhead.  

I slid my cock free from Lindsey's tight, dripping cunt and her eyes begged me for more. I turned her around onto her stomach then pulled her up onto all fours. She had an amazing ass, just like Ashley's. Not too big but not too small and perfect for a good hard spanking. 

I teased Lindsey by letting her feel my throbbing cockhead slide up against her pussy as she was in front of me with her ass up in the air waiting. She groaned when I took my cock away from her dripping wet pussy lips and she screamed when she felt my big, strong hand come down hard on her ass. 

"Fuck!" Lindsey cried. "I'm a bad girl." 

"Yes, you are," I grinned as I looked over at Ashley who was grinning from ear to ear and was already holding my belt in her hand. 

"Do you want the honors?" I asked as I looked deep into Ashley's sparkling blue eyes. 

"No, sir," Ashley giggled as she handed me the belt and went back to rubbing her clit as she watched me snap the belt into the proper alignment and then bring it down hard onto Lindsey's sexy white ass. 

"Fuck!" Lindsey yelled and then she screamed into the pillow as the belt came down hard on her ass again and again. 

"Spank your little slut," Ashley giggled as her eyes took in the sight in front of her and her right hand rubbed her clit. Her hand was moving in fast little circles and she was biting down on her delicious lower lip. 

"Fuck me, Mr. Jones," Lindsey breathlessly moaned in reply. 

I dropped the belt and guided my cock back to her dripping pussy, which was now more like a river as I slid my cock inside of her slowly and then started pounding her with deep, hard strokes. I reached up with my right hand and grabbed a handful of her soft, red hair and used it to pull her back with every deep thrust I was giving her. 

"Remember, don't cum inside her," Ashley moaned as she teased her clit. 

"I won't," I moaned as I continued to use Lindsey as my own little fuckdoll. Her soft red hair wrapped around my hand and I pulled her body crashing back into mine with each and every deep fuckstroke. Her slim body lifted up off of the bed every time I finished off a fuckstroke deep inside her tiny little pussy. 

I reached around with my left hand and found Lindsey's clit as I continued to pound her hard and fast with my cock. I started rubbing her clit with quick soft circles which sent her immediately into a shuttering orgasm causing her to scream with delight as her tiny little pussy cranked down hard and milked my throbbing cock. 

"Yes!" Lindsey screamed. 

"Fuck!" I moaned as I knew I was painfully close to exploding myself. I slammed my cock into Lindsey's pussy as hard as I could a few more times and then I let go of her hair and reached out and grabbed Ashley's soft blonde locks instead. I pulled Ashley down onto the bed where I quickly transferred my cock from Lindsey's pussy right into Ashley's mouth where I immediately exploded. 

Ashley's eyes rolled back into her head and she reached up and gripped me by the shoulder as I stuffed every inch of my cock in her mouth making her taste Lindsey's juices mixed with my massive load of salty cum. Lindsey looked back at me with a smile as Ashley finally drained everything I had and came up for air coughing and gasping for breath. 

"What the fuck?" Ashley moaned as her tongue retrieved a drop of my cum that was dripping off her upper lip. 

"You said not to cum in Lindsey and that you wanted all of it for yourself, right?" I grinned. 

"Yes, but—" Ashley stuttered 

"Just following your rules," I said as I saw a big grin come across Lindsey's face before she collapsed down onto the bed. 

"I just wasn't ready for that," Ashley said as she forced a smile. 

"I'm sorry, I thought it was kind of hot," I grinned. 

"You were right," Lindsey moaned out of breath with her babydoll bunched up and barely covering her sexy body, "He is an amazing fuck." 

"Thank you," I smiled. 




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 12



"It's my turn to have that big cock inside me now," Ashley purred as Lindsey lay on the bed trying to catch her breath.

"Give me a few minutes, my love," I smiled at Ashley. "I'm going to grab a bottle of water; can I get either of you ladies anything?"

"A water is good," Lindsey smiled.

"The same," Ashley said as she moved up to the head of the bed next to Lindsey. I looked at both of them for a moment and thanked my lucky stars that I not only got to cross the threesome off my bucket list but I got to do it with two amazingly sexy young ladies.

"You two are easy," I chuckled as I stood up and noticed that both girls were watching me and smiling as I grabbed my robe and put it on.

"That's kind of the pot calling the kettle black, don't you think?" Ashley giggled as she stretched her long arms up over her head.

"Yeah, whatever," I grinned and headed out of the master bedroom and made my way down to the kitchen. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning with the best presents ever waiting for me upstairs in my big bed. Fucking Lindsey in front of Ashley was intense and by strictly following Ashley's rules I got to see how far I could push her. I felt a bit bad for the way I grabbed her and drained my cock in her hot young mouth so I figured I'd have to make it up to her in the next round.

I grabbed the bottles of water from the fridge and headed back upstairs. I heard hushed tones coming from the bedroom but the minute I walked through the door with the waters both girls stopped talking and looked up at me.

"Am I interrupting something?" I asked as I walked to the bed and handed Ashley her water before passing another to Lindsey.

"No, not at all," Ashley said.

"I'm going to freshen up," Lindsey grinned as she popped out of the bed in her sexy white babydoll and heels and bounced her way to the master bath, closing the door behind her.

"Did I do something wrong?" Ashley asked as she opened her bottle of water and took a sip.

"What do you mean?" I asked as I sat down on the bed next to her.

"That little stunt there at the end," Ashley glared.

"No, you didn't do anything wrong," I smiled. "I'm sorry if you didn't like that."

"I just felt a little bit too much like a spectator as you were fucking her," Ashley sighed and sipped her water. "She was supposed to be our toy and it was like the two of you got what you wanted and I just got the short end of the stick."

"I'm sorry," I said in a low voice. "I'll make it up to you, I promise. I'm just a guy, you throw a new pretty girl in front of me to fuck and I'm going to be a bit distracted."

"Do you like fucking her more than you like fucking me?" Ashley pouted.

"No, I don't. I got to cross the threesome off my list and if you want we can send Lindsey home right now."

"We don't have to do that," Ashley whispered.

"It's up to you," I said looking deep into Ashley's blue eyes. "You're the one I love. Lindsey is our little toy for the night so why don't we show her that?"

"How?" she asked with a big grin.

"I'm sure we will think of something," I said as I saw the bathroom door open and Lindsey sauntered her way back into the room. The sexy lingerie fit her tall, slim body perfectly and her red hair truly stood out as it flowed down over the white lace.

"I'm surprised the two of you aren't fucking like rabbits yet," Lindsey grinned as she walked to the bed and pushed me to the middle with her on my left and Ashley on my right.

"I'm old, I have to pace myself," I smiled.

"I don't believe that for a minute," Lindsey giggled. "We need to get you out of that robe."

"I agree," Ashley said as she reached for my robe and grabbed on to the belt to open it. Lindsey's hands joined her as they played a short game of tug-of-war with the belt before it was finally pulled open.

"Girls, I still need a minute to hydrate," I chuckled as my robe fell open and each of their hands immediately searched for my cock. "I'm sure the two of you could find a way to occupy yourselves."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Lindsey giggled as she looked up at me then her eyes moved across my body to Ashley.

"I know I would," I smiled then downed about half the bottle of water.

"Well, since you're the one that got fucked already you little ginger slut I think you should come over here and eat my pussy," Ashley said brazenly.

"Oh really?" Lindsey said with eyebrows raised as she stared intently at Ashley.

"Yes, really," Ashley glared back at her as Lindsey crawled over me and landed on top of Ashley's long slender frame.

"Don't you think you should at least say please?" Lindsey moaned low as her face was just inches from Ashley's smiling face.

"Sure," Ashley giggled as she wrapped her arms around Lindsey and let her manicured fingernails trace their way up Lindsey's back before she grabbed a handful of Lindsey's long red hair and tugged it back hard. "Please lick my pussy you dirty little slut," Ashley growled as she pushed Lindsey down into position between her legs.

I looked over at Ashley and she winked at me and gave me a big smile. I guess she'd picked up a few tricks from me along the way. Ashley looked back down at Lindsey as she pushed her face down into her black lace covered crotch.

Lindsey's hand moved down Ashley's body and slid her panties to the side as she started kissing Ashley's pink pussy ever so softly. Ashley let out a soft moan as Lindsey's tongue darted out and made a few quick little circles around Ashley's clit.

I finished my water bottle and tossed it onto the floor as my eyes were fixed on the two hot teenage girls who were going at it next to me on my bed. Both of Ashley's hands were intertwined with Lindsey's red hair and she was pulling her face down harder into her pussy.

"Tongue fuck me, you slut," Ashley moaned.

Lindsey responded by burying her face between Ashley's silky white thighs and she thrust her tongue deep inside of Ashley's sweet nectar. Lindsey's hands moved up the black lace lingerie and pulled it down to reveal Ashley's firm young tits. Lindsey's fingertips quickly found Ashley's hard nipples and squeezed them as she continued sliding her long tongue deep inside of Ashley's pussy.

My cock was rock hard at that point from watching Lindsey submit to Ashley and give her what she wanted. I pulled my robe off and tossed it to the corner. I leaned up on my side and enjoyed the view as Ashley moaned and groaned as Lindsey worked her pussy over good.

"Mind if I tag in?" I asked. Ashley looked over at my raging cock and giggled as she pulled Lindsey up off of her by her long red hair. Lindsey's face was covered with Ashley's juices and she was gasping for breath.

"Mmm, you may," Ashley moaned with lust in her eyes as she pushed Lindsey off the bed. Lindsey tumbled to the floor and then kneeled at the side of the bed as I moved between Ashley's legs and slowly slid her panties off down her soft, smooth legs.

"Are you all warmed up now?" I asked with a grin as Ashley nodded up at me as she bit down playfully on her supple lower lip.

"I am," she nodded as I slid her legs and heels up over my shoulders and positioned my throbbing cockhead at the entrance of her dripping wet pussy as Lindsey watched intently.

"How does she taste?" I asked Lindsey with a grin as I reached out and grabbed a handful of her long red hair from behind her neck.

"Sweet," she stammered, "Very sweet."

"Let her taste," I groaned as I pushed Lindsey down on to Ashley and they started to kiss as I slowly slid my raging hard cock deep inside Ashley's luscious dripping pussy. Ashley moaned as Lindsey's tongue slipped inside her mouth as my cock split her tight cunt in two with slow, deep strokes.

I moved Ashley's slim body to the center of the bed as I fucked her, allowing Lindsey to once again join us on the big bed. I loved watching the two hot young lingerie clad girls making out as I pummeled Ashley's pussy with my hard, married cock. 

Lindsey was kneeling to my left as her and Ashley continued to kiss and I looked down and saw that Lindsey's hot little pussy had already totally soaked her panties through. I reached over and slid them to the side and then slipped my ring finger and middle finger of my left hand deep inside of her ht pussy causing her to moan deeply into Ashley's mouth as they kissed.

To prove that I could just never have enough when it comes to hot sex I found myself wondering which of Ashley's other hot friends I could be finger fucking with my right hand to complete the perfect foursome. Since I had the redhead and the blonde I was thinking a brunette would do nicely. I can dream, right?

Lindsey was grinding her body back down onto my fingers, engulfing them inside her down to my wedding ring. My cock was rock hard as I continued to pummel Ashley's pussy with every deep stroke and I could feel both her and Lindsey's pussy getting ready to explode.

Ashley was moaning loudly as Lindsey moved down to her neck and was kissing and nibbling her way to Ashley's tits. I smiled when our eyes met and Ashley bit down harder on her soft lower lip as Lindsey slid Ashley's lingerie down and started sucking on her hard pink nipples.

I took a deep breath and slid slowly out of Ashley's pussy causing her to pout as she looked up at me. I slid my fingers from Lindsey's dripping wet pussy causing her to groan but she kept on sucking on Ashley's firm young tits.

I moved up the bed so I was across from Lindsey with Ashley lying there between us and I started to work on Ashley's left breast as Lindsey worked her right. Our lips and tongues devouring Ashley's mounds as I took Lindsey's hand and slid it down with mine between Ashley's legs.

I guided the index finger from Lindsey's right hand inside of Ashley's steaming pussy causing Ashley to let out a long moan. I added the index finger of my left hand and Ashley groaned and then giggled with delight as Lindsey and I finger fucked her in unison as we kissed and nibbled on her perky breasts.

Ashley reached out and grabbed a handful of both Lindsey's and my hair and pushed us down into her body as we each took as much of one of her breasts as we could into our mouths as our tongues worked over her hard nipples.

Ashley's moans grew louder and louder and her breathing more labored as Lindsey and I sent her body into overload. Ashley's pussy was drenched and I could feel both my hand and Lindsey's hand were completely covered in her juices. Our index fingers slipping in and out faster and harder until Ashley let go and screamed as she pulled both of our hair hard. Her pussy exploded drenching our hands and the sheets beneath her body.

I glanced up at Lindsey who had her eyes closed as she rolled her tongue slowly around Ashley's hard right nipple so I mirrored her on the left. We both teased Ashley by slowing our tongues and our fingers until Ashley had completely collapsed back onto the bed, releasing our hair as she gasped for breath.

"Fuck," Ashley moaned, "That was wild."

"It was hot as hell," Lindsey grinned as she looked up at Ashley then over at me. We slid our fingers from Ashley's pussy and Lindsey grabbed my hand and licked both of our fingers clean.

"You're both amazing," I smiled as I looked into Ashley's eyes as they sparkled in her post orgasm glory.

"Has your wife ever done anything like this for you?" Ashley asked with a knowing grin.

"You know she hasn't," I said as Lindsey released by hand and started slowly running her hand up and down Ashley's torso tracing the black lace.

"So why do you stay with her?" Lindsey asked causing Ashley to nod.

"Yes, why do you stay with her when you can have me?" she grinned.

"Especially if your wife is cheating on you, you deserve to be happy," Lindsey said.

"Aren't I cheating on her?" I asked to neither one of the girls in particular.

"That doesn't count if you knew she was cheating on you first," Lindsey said.

"But, I didn't. I fucked Ashley before I knew she was. And really, I still don't know for sure that she is cheating," I countered.

"Look, people wind up with the wrong partners all the time," Ashley smiled. "The point is if you know you're not with the right person you should make the change and be happy."

"If your wife is cheating on you, would you want to dump her and be with Ashley?" Lindsey asked and I truly had to think for a moment and ask myself if my wife was cheating if there really was any reason why I shouldn't be with the hot, young schoolgirl who just invited her equally hot young friend to join us in bed.

"Yes, Ashley is amazing," I smiled.

"Well, there you go," Lindsey giggled and then leaned down and kissed Ashley hard on the lips. "She is pretty damn amazing."

"So we can make your wife pay for what she's done to you?" Ashley giggled and grinned.

"I guess if we can catch her in the act, but I still think we should wait to reveal our relationship until you get out of school," I said as Lindsey playfully nibbled on Ashley's right earlobe.

"What fun is that?" Lindsey asked as she looked up at me.

"It's not about what's fun," I said.

"She's eighteen," Lindsey countered. "You know all of your friends are going to be jealous as fuck that you get to tap this fine piece of ass."

"I have no doubt about that," I smiled. 

"I want to make his wife watch us as we fuck," Ashley said with a wicked grin. "I want to show her that she's been replaced and that her evil bitch ways won't be tolerated any longer."

"Sounds like fun to me," Lindsey giggled.

"You two are bad, remind me to never make either one of you mad," I said as I wondered just how Ashley would get back at me if I were to ever make her truly mad.

"So how do we catch her in the act?" Lindsey asked.

"We kind of already have," Ashley said. "We tracked her car to a no-tell motel in the middle of the day."

"Sounds like proof to me," Lindsey said as she snuggled up closer next to Ashley.

"It certainly doesn't look good for her, I'll admit to that," I said. "But right now she's the last thing I want to think about when I have two sexy young girls in my bed for me to play with."

"Oh, so we're just toys?" Lindsey said faking a stern look.

"Well, you are," Ashley giggled as she grabbed Lindsey and pulled her up by her long red hair and kissed her.

"True, you did invite this little slut here to be our toy," I growled as I reached out and pulled Lindsey's body over to me as Ashley continued to kiss her.

"Mmm, fuck," Lindsey groaned as she became the meat in Ashley's and my sandwich. My big hands wrapped around her waist as Ashley's arms wrapped around her neck and we each pulled her in our direction.

"She's mine," I moaned.

"She's mine," Ashley groaned as she pulled Lindsey closer and kissed her.

"I guess we'll just have to share her," I said as I grabbed each side of the white lace panties and ripped them right off of Lindsey's slim body. I guided my hard cock deep inside of her dripping wet pussy as my big hands slid up to her chest.

I watched as Lindsey and Ashley made out in earnest, their tongues slipping in and out of each others' mouths as they kissed. I liberated Lindsey's firm young tits from the white lace and squeezed down firmly on her hard nipples causing her body to press back down even further onto my raging cock that was stretching her pussy with every thrust.

Ashley opened her eyes for a moment and saw me watching her. She let out a soft moan as she grabbed and then tugged Lindsey's hair back hard and went in for Lindsey's neck. My cock slowly pumped Lindsey's tight little pussy as my hands cupped and massaged her tits as Ashley nibbled her way slowly down Lindsey's neck.

I moved my arms around Ashley and pulled her and Lindsey closer together and closer to me. My fingertips slid up Ashley's back and grabbed onto her long blonde hair and I tugged it back hard bringing her up off of Lindsey's neck so I could kiss her. Ashley slid her tongue into my mouth as I fucked Lindsey hard. Lindsey moaned and began kissing and nibbling on Ashley's neck.

It was the first time I'd ever kissed one girl while fucking another and I had to say it was pretty fucking hot. I've heard guys say they'd never want a threesome because it would just be awkward and clumsy and I guess that may be true for some guys. For me, I was finding the experience to be hot to a mind-blowing degree.

Ashley went back and forth kissing me and Lindsey and Lindsey and I moved down to Ashley's soft neck when the other had her sweet tongue. I could feel my balls welling up and I knew that I didn't want to break Ashley's golden rule that she get every drop of my cum so I did what any straight American male would do and tried to think about baseball. It worked for about a fraction of a second and then I slid out of Lindsey to try and regain my composure.

"More," Lindsey groaned as I pushed her down onto the bed and pulled Ashley's lingerie clad body to mine.

"Do you like our little toy?" Ashley giggled as I leaned in and kissed her passionately.

"I do, but I'm so close," I groaned.

"Mmm, good boy, you remembered my rule," Ashley said as she stared into my eyes and then turned away from me and presented me with her perfect little ass as she hovered over Lindsey's body.

"Well, you reminded me enough," I smiled as I watched Ashley's tongue trace its way up Lindsey's sweaty chest until the two of them were once again making out like Charlie Sheen with a bed full of hookers. Ashley wiggled her ass and I didn't need any more motivation so I reached out and put my big hands firmly on her hips and I slid every inch of my meat into her velvety cunt from behind.

"Fuck me," Ashley moaned between her kisses with Lindsey and I thrust my cock deep inside of her with hard, penetrating strokes. Lindsey wrapped her long, skinny legs up around Ashley's back and I almost caught a white stiletto in the eye but the view was well worth it.

I took my hands off of Ashley's hips and slid my left hand up her body until I had a handful of her now completely messed up blonde hair wrapped between my fingers. My right hand slid down Ashley's thigh until I found Lindsey's pussy which was literally steaming by that point. I slid my ring and middle finger deep inside of her as I pulled Ashley's hair back hard. My cock was on auto-pilot as it slammed Ashley's pussy harder and deeper as I tried my best to make that moment in time last as long as I could.

"Yes!" Lindsey screamed as I finger fucked her tiny little pussy.

"Fuck me, baby!" Ashley moaned as I pulled her long hair back harder and repeatedly pounded her amazing teen pussy with my hard, married cock.

I knew I was close, I felt an absolute feeling of euphoria that I'd guess some people would call an out of body experience. At that moment I had never felt physically better as I penetrated the two sexy young high school girls at the same time. Both of their pussies were gushing and they coated my fingers and cock respectively with their sweet juices.

I felt myself starting to cum so I worked my fingers inside of Lindsey as fast and deep as I could and I felt her pussy walls contract around my fingers as she let out a scream of passion. At the same moment I felt Ashley's tight pussy gripping down hard on my prick as she went into full orgasmic convulsions as I tugged her hair back hard whipping her head back so she was looking up at the ceiling.

As if I were watching the scene in slow motion I took a deep breath and let my cock explode, emptying ever last drop of cum that I had deep inside of Ashley's waiting pussy. She grinded her cute little ass back against my body and her pussy milked me for everything I had.

I slowed my fingers down as Lindsey rode out her orgasm and I slipped them free at the same time I slid my semi-erect cock from Ashley's pussy causing the girls to collapse together on the bed.




Ashley's Revenge Ch. 12



"Now that was a job well done, if I say so myself," I chuckled as I reached for one of the girls bottles of water that was sitting on the nightstand and took a drink as the two teenage vixens laid next to each other and tried to catch their breath. "Are you ready for another round?" I asked.

"I think we need a breather now," Ashley smiled and Lindsey just nodded and grunted in agreement.

"Well then, I'll take a shower and make us some dinner," I grinned as I popped up from the bed. "Sound good?"

"Yes," both of the girls said in unison. 

"Get your rest, we still have a long night ahead of us," I said as I picked up my robe and put it on.

"Are you sure you didn't pop a Viagra or something?" Lindsey asked with a grin.

"Nope, this is all me. What kind of guy needs a little blue pill when he has such sexy young girls at his beck and call?" I winked and then walked into the master bath to shower.

When I was done showering, I came back into the master bedroom and found the two girls curled up together asleep on the bed. Their lingerie was now in a bit of a state of disrepair but they were still an amazing sight. I went down and threw together some shrimp and some pasta and I have to admit I did check on my fantasy baseball team to make sure that my lineups were set for the night. After a while I heard the shower running and not long after that the two girls appeared in the kitchen each wearing a short bathrobe.

"That smells great," Lindsey smiled.

"Yeah, he cooks too," Ashley giggled.

"Damn, I see why you think he's the perfect man," Lindsey smiled as she shot me a penetrating stare.

"I don't know if I'd say I was perfect," I said as I started plating the pasta as the girls sat at the table.

"Yeah, perfect is kind of pushing it," Ashley said with a grin. "After all, he still has that fucking wife of his."

"Oh, we're going right back to that?" I asked as I opened the bottle of wine I had waiting and poured us three glasses.

"I'm just saying, we'd have a lot more fun if she wasn't around," Ashley said as I handed her a glass.

"You think she'll still want me as much when my wife is gone?" I asked as I handed Lindsey a glass.

"Nope," Lindsey answered straight faced and Ashley shot her a glaring look. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Take the daggers back into your eyes sweetie. Mr. Jones, you are all she has talked about for years. I'd be crushing on some new boy at school and all she'd talk about was the hot guy next door that makes her melt."

"Good to know," I tried to contain my smile but I am sure that I didn't do a good job of it.

"Don't let it go to your head," Ashley smiled, "Unless it's the little one."

"It's not so little," Lindsey giggled then took a sip of her wine.

"You two are a lot of fun," I said as I brought the food to the table and joined them. We ate our meals and drank a couple of bottles of wine then we wound up back upstairs in bed.

After another marathon session, which included us drinking another couple bottles of wine, we all collapsed on the bed. I do remember feeling like a king as I drifted off to blissful sleep with Lindsey on my left and Ashley on my right.

The next thing I remember is that I awoke from what I thought was a very wet dream of a hot, young girl sucking my cock and I quickly realized that it wasn't a dream at all. I felt hot, wet lips gliding up and down my already rock hard cock and I let out a little moan.

"Ash, you naughty girl," I said still half-asleep and groggy from the wine when a finger moved up my body and landed on my lips.

"Shh," a voice from under the comforter whispered as I looked to my right and saw Ashley sleeping there beside me in the dim moonlight.

I sobered up enough to know that is was the sexy redhead that was currently working her magic on my cock beneath the comforter. I thought to myself that I certainly did not make a mistake judging the blowjob contest earlier in the day as her technique was excellent.

"What are you doing?" I whispered as Lindsey moved up my body and straddled me.

"What do you think?" She whispered as she lowered her hot, wet pussy down ever so slowly on to my cock until I was buried as deep as I could be inside her.

"Fuck," I groaned.

"Exactly," Lindsey giggled quietly as she worked her tight teenage body up and down my cock in blissfully slow motions. I reached for her in the darkness and my hands found her hips as she continued to tease my cock with painfully slow strokes.

My body went into a state of hypersensitivity and not only could I feel Lindsey's tiny pussy as it slowly traveled up and down my rock hard raging cock but I could also feel Ashley's warm breath on my neck as she slept just inches away from us. Lindsey leaned in and kissed me soft and deep, her soft red hair fell down onto my skin and it was all I could do to not start thrusting and pounding myself deep inside of her hot little cunt.

"Do you like that, daddy?" Lindsey whispered softly into my left ear before she nibbled down softly on it. The combination of her hot breath and her naughty little girl voice sent shockwaves through my system and I caught myself before letting out a deep moan.

"Yes," I whispered as quietly as I could as my fingertips dug into Lindsey's ass as she continued her snail's pace assault on my cock.

"Good, because I want your cum," Lindsey moaned quietly in my ear as I could feel her pussy contracting and releasing as she slid slowly up and down engulfing my throbbing cock then almost slipping off.

"But," I whispered then took a deep breath.

"But what, daddy?" Lindsey giggled softly as she nibbled on my neck.

"Ashley's rule," I groaned as quietly as I could as Lindsey slid herself down hard completely taking my throbbing cock inside her.

"What about it?" Lindsey grinned as she put her hands up on my shoulders and looked down at me. Her long red hair falling on both sides of my face making it seem like we were in our own little world at that point.

"She'll be pissed," I whispered as Lindsey's pussy gave my cock exactly what it wanted as she looked down into my eyes and smiled. She contracted and released her tight pussy muscles around my manhood and I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

"Only if she knows," Lindsey smiled as she contracted her pussy around me for what felt like a minute before she let it relax. "Besides, I have a rule too," Lindsey grinned.

"What's that?" I asked as Lindsey's hair tickled my skin as she watched me squirming beneath her.

"It's simple," Lindsey smiled as she gyrated her hips slowly and slid her tight, wet pussy up and down my hard cock. Our eyes locked on each other and she bit down on her lower lip as she rode me slowly, each little stroke bringing me closer and closer to exploding.

"What?" I moaned low as I felt my balls welling up as Lindsey's sweet velvet pussy grinding down so slowly on my cock that I couldn't hold back anymore and exploded deep inside of her. I filled her tiny pussy up with more cum than I could believe as she kept up the slow, deep strokes until I felt her pussy contract harder than I'd ever felt it around my cock as she bit down on her lip harder and let out one soft little squealing noise.

"Ashley doesn't always get what she wants," Lindsey moaned quietly into my ear and then she kissed my lips as her pussy finally let go of its death grip around my cock. "Sweet dreams, daddy," Lindsey giggled, kissed me one more time then slid her pussy up off me. She moved back next to me and snuggled up close right across from where Ashley was thankfully still asleep. Lindsey put her head on my shoulder and then drifted off to sleep.