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The Babysitter Stays for a Week Ch. 01

By: EventualAffection



Peter kissed his wife as she got into the taxi. She yelled out one last goodbye before the cab pulled away.

He now had an entire week of dealing with the kids and no wife to fall back on. Luckily, their family babysitter was going to stay at the house to help out. Peter would have to work late all week, and there was no choice but to ask Kelly to stay and watch the kids while he wasn't there. She was on summer break before she shipped off to college so she was happy to oblige.

Peter was definitely excited about that part of the week. Kelly had been their babysitter for six years now, since she was 13. At this point, she had become a part of the family, but that didn't mean Peter couldn't notice that she had grown into quite an attractive young woman. Her beautiful face, blonde hair, and lithe 19-year-old body made her a feast for the eyes. But it stopped there. Peter never thought about her in that way beyond stealing an occasional glance as she left the room.

As he went back inside he smiled at the sight of his two kids sloppily eating breakfast at the table. "This is going to be an adventure," he thought. He had no idea.

His wife left on a Saturday, and after an uneventful day of watching movies with the kids, Sunday arrived. The phone rang. It was his wife, letting him know that her flight went without a hitch and that she was safely at her London hotel.

"Ok, hun, have a great time. You're going to own that presentation tomorrow. Then make sure you enjoy the rest of your week in London, ok? We'll talk tomorrow. Love you. Bye." Just as Peter hung up the phone, the doorbell rang.

He opened it to see Kelly with all of her bags. "Think you brought enough?" Peter asked sarcastically.

"I know, I know. But I just kept seeing things I don't think I could live without."

Peter helped her carry everything up to the guest bedroom. He laughed, "You only live across town, it's a short trip."

"I didn't feel like having to drive back. Besides, I know how much you need me here!"

"Fair enough," Peter said as he backed out of the room to let her start unpacking her things. He glanced quickly at the bottom of her ass-cheeks, which were just peeking out below her short shorts.

"This is going to be torture." He thought.

That night, after they put the kids down to bed, Peter and Kelly watched some syndicated television before they went to sleep. They talked about her upcoming matriculation to college. She was excited but nervous. "You're going to have a great time. Enjoy every second of it," Peter said. At that moment she lifted up the leg closest to Peter and rested her hands on it. This showed almost all of her unblemished, tan thigh to Peter. He couldn't help but peek at the part of her leg that was just inches from what could only be the tightest and most wonderful pussy he would ever see. He immediately shook those thoughts out of his head.

"Once again, this is your babysitter," he thought to himself. But it was too late. Kelly definitely saw him look at her leg. She smiled and got up.

"Ok, Mr. Hamilton. I'm going to bed. Don't stay up too late." She walked by in front of him, her ass once again directly in his sightline.

"Ok. Sleep well." He said.

A half-hour later, Peter was walking down the hall to his master bedroom. He walked directly by Kelly's guest room when he heard some muffled noises coming from inside. He didn't think much of it, until he realized they were moans. He stopped and couldn't believe what he was hearing. She was masturbating! He had to keep listening. She started to get more and more into it. Her moans were getting a bit louder. Peter slowly lowered his hand to his crotch. "What are you doing? This is not right." The debate continued in his head, but he wasn't strong enough to pull himself away.

"Ooooh yes." She continued. Then he heard something that almost made him come in his pants right there. "Ohh. It's so big, Mr. Hamilton. Put it inside my tight pussy. Yes. Right up... there! Oooooh." She was masturbating to him! Peter unbuttoned his pants and reached in and started stroking his dick right there in the hallway. She was getting a little louder, "Ohhh yes, Mr. Hamilton. Yes, yes, yes!" He was so hot from this that just as she started to come, he came as well, making a mess in his pants. He was so enthralled by the moment, that he let out a little groan of pleasure. Immediately realizing what he had done, he frantically buttoned his pants and continued down the hallway to the bathroom.

He heard Kelly's door open. "Oh hi Kelly."

"Was there something wrong with your bathroom, Mr. Hamilton?" She said with a wry smile. She then looked down and saw the bulge that was still there in his pants. "Ok, well Mr. Hamilton, I'll see you tomorrow."

Peter lay in bed that night thinking about what happened. He decided that this must have been just as embarrassing for her. If she knew he was listening to her, then she knew he heard her and what she was doing.

Peter came downstairs the next morning to find Kelly making breakfast for the kids. All she had on was a tight t-shirt and very short cotton shorts. She was reaching up for a glass on the highest shelf of the cabinet, pulling up her shirt to reveal her midriff. But Peter noticed something else. Her shorts were pulled very low, and he could see enough skin to safely assume she wasn't wearing panties underneath. "Is she doing this all on purpose?" he thought. Before he could think about how to deal with this situation, she bent down right in front of him to get a pan from under the sink. Her ass was in clear view. He immediately got up, taking one more sip of coffee.

"Ok guys. I'm heading to work. Be good to Emily," he said.

"We will!" his kids sang in unison.

"Bye, Mr. Hamilton," Kelly said, somewhat seductively, "I'll see you tonight."

That night, Peter got home late after a long day. His youngest was asleep on the couch and Kelly was sitting on the adjacent chair. Peter plopped down on the far side of the couch, exhausted. He saw that Kelly was wearing a very sexy brown pleated skirt and Ugg boots that came up just above her ankles. Peter gazed upon her sexy tan legs as she watched TV. From his position, he had a great view of the tops of her legs, just as they disappeared under the skirt. He decided that it would be crazy for him to not enjoy the sights, and made sure to get as many glimpses as possible. Then, Kelly slowly uncrossed and crossed her legs in the direction away from Peter. For a split-second he had a perfect view of her white lace panties. Once again he sensed that she knew exactly what she was doing, but he was far too tired to care. She smiled at Peter, then said, "I should really put him to bed." She got up and, facing away from Peter, bent over to pick his son up from the couch. Peter was once again too weak to not look, and as the skirt rode up a bit, he saw the bottom of her panties poking out from under her ass. He was now fully aroused from her constant teasing, and was having a tough time concealing it. He watched Kelly walk out of the room carrying his son as her skirt swayed back and forth.

He put his head in his hands, "Is this really happening to me right now?"

Kelly came back and sat down next to Peter. Once again, they talked about college. And once again, Kelly lifted up her leg, putting one of her Uggs up on the couch, resting her hands on her knee. This time, because she was wearing the skirt, he could see a smidgen of white lace panties. Kelly looked at right at him and turned towards his direction, keeping her leg up on the couch. He now had a good view of the front of her panties. She was moving her leg in such a way that would show him her panties and then immediately close up the view. It was unbelievably hot. He needed to get out of there. But as he was about to get up she started talking. "I wanted to ask you, has it been helpful having me here?" As she was talking she closed her legs up, hiding the sight.

Peter coughed, and just barely pushed out a response, "Yes, of course, Kelly. I wouldn't be able to do this without you."

She started to slowly slide her left hand from her knee down her thigh a bit. "That's good. But I also wanted to ask, do you like having me here?" Her fingers slid a little further up her thigh.

"I'm sorry, Kelly, I'm not sure what you mean." Peter was getting hot.

"What I mean is, do you like having a 19-year-old girl staying with you." Peter swallowed, but was unable to answer her question as her fingers were at the top of her thigh and her legs spread open just a little bit to reveal the white lace panties again. Kelly continued, "Do you ever think about what her 19-year-old pussy looks like?" Her legs spread open more, and her fingers started very carefully slipping under the side of her panties. She gave out a little moan as she began rubbing her pussy. "Do you wonder, mmmhhmm, what her pussy tastes like?"

Peter swallowed, "Yes."

Kelly pulled her fingers out and stood up right in front of Peter. She began playing with the hem of her skirt and slowly pulled it up. "So why don't you take off my panties and see for yourself." He couldn't stop himself as he reached up and started sliding his hands up the backsides of her legs. He wanted to enjoy ever second of this, so he went very slowly. Once his hands reached the bottom of her ass, she moaned a little. "Yes," she said, "I've been wanting this for so long." Peter slid his hands in between her legs from behind and slowly slipped his fingers under her panties, feeling how wet she was. He began to pull them down and she lifted her knees one at a time. Each time, he got a quick teasing glance up her skirt. He thought he saw what he hoped, but wasn't yet sure.

She backed away in her skirt and sat on the coffee table in front of him. She lifter her leg up, keeping her legs together, but slowly opened them up to reveal what he expected: a perfectly shaved pussy. "Do you want to taste my shaved pussy in your mouth?" She asked as she opened her legs even more, keeping her one leg up on the table. She looked so hot in that skirt and Ugg boots. He got down on his knees and started kissing the top of her leg, moving slowly towards her goodness.

Once he got to her shaved pussy she let out a slight moan. He started licking, and could not believe how tight she was or how good she tasted. She started thrusting her crotch at his face. She pulled off her shirt, revealing her perky teenage breasts. She grabbed the back of his head and held it between her legs. "I want your dick inside me. I want your dick inside me right now." Peter pulled away from her wonderful mound and stood up. Kelly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with the boxers as his full erection came into view. "Oh my God," she whispered as she stroked Peter's sizeable dick. She started rubbing her tits on his dick and looked up at him, "Do you want this big dick inside my tight shaved pussy?"

Peter nodded and sat back down on the couch. She got up, hiked up her skirt a little, and straddled over him. He could feel her wetness on his shaft. She put her arms around his neck and he started kissing her amazing 19-year-old breasts. She started rubbing her pussy on his dick, each time getting closer to the head. "I want you to make me come with your cock. I want you to make my young pussy come with your huge cock," she whispered in his ear. She reached her hand down and grabbed the base of his dick. She raised herself up and lowered herself onto his head. He was stunned by how tight she really was. She let out a moan as his tip entered her. She had to go up and down a few times, each time a little more of his dick slipped into her pussy. Each time, she let out more of a moan. After about four tries, he was finally all the way inside her. She started riding him slowly, cooing with pleasure with each thrust. She no longer seemed to be paying any attention to him, and he couldn't care less. From here on out, she was using him for her own enjoyment. He just sat back and went along for the ride. She continued thrusting as her moans turned to squeals. And just as they did the night before, Peter and Kelly came at the same time. This time, he was inside her as it happened. They both sighed, she with pleasure, he with disappointment in himself. He rolled her off of him and slowly walked to his room. He was overwhelmed with shame. He looked back at Kelly, contentedly lying on the couch, still only in her skirt and boots. "Goodnight, Mr. Hamilton," she said with a smile...

To be continued...

The Babysitter Stays for a Week Ch. 02



Peter woke up with an overwhelming feeling of guilt. He loved his wife. He didn't want to destroy his marriage just for a good lay. Of course this led him to think about how good of a lay it was. Never had the sex in his marriage turned him on this much. He started getting hard just thinking about it. But the guilt won out. He got up, showered, ate a quick breakfast and left for work; two hours earlier than usual so that he avoided seeing Kelly at all.

He threw himself into his work so he wouldn't think about it anymore. All of a sudden, it was ten o'clock at night and he was done with the one and only project he had to work on. He handed in his work and went home, fully aware that he would get home too late to see anyone.

When he got home the lights were all out. He ate a light dinner and headed to bed. As he walked through the living room, he noticed Kelly asleep on the couch. She had on the skimpy cotton shorts that she wore the previous morning. She was on her side, and he could see right up her shorts, and without any panties on, he had a great view of her ass. "God, that ass." he thought to himself. Being a gentleman, he grabbed the blanket and put it over her. She squirmed a little and let out a little moan. Peter couldn't help but think about how hot she was. He then had a dangerous thought.

"You've already done the deed once. You've already cheated. Why not get your money's worth?" He was disgusted with the idea, and went to bed immediately. He woke up with the guilt once more. He figured that if he could just concentrate on work, he could get through the rest of the week without giving in to Kelly's temptations. But that plan went out the door when his cell phone rang. It was his boss.

"Peter! I came into work early today and I saw that you finalized the Sloan account. Listen, you've been working hard and, the way I see it, you've got nothing to do. Take today and Friday off. You've earned it."

This wasn't going to fit into his plan. "Well maybe I could help Frank with his project."

"Peter, please. Frank needs the practice. I don't want to see you in the office. Have a great four-day weekend." His boss hung up. Peter just stood there. This was not going to be good.

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"I'm going to go for a run." Kelly announced. Sally then turned to Peter.

"Peter, could you be a doll and make some sandwiches for the kids." Peter stared at her. 

"Just because you're the mother of my son's best friend, does not mean I like you in any way." Peter thought.

But he simply responded, "Five turkey sandwiches coming up." As he and Kelly went into the house.

Peter went right to the kitchen and started laying out the ingredients. Kelly then walked into the kitchen, wearing very short green mesh shorts and a tight short t-shirt. His dick shifted in his pants. "Oh my God, I need this run so bad. I haven't had a good work out since Tuesday night." She smiled and looked right at him when she said that. He pretended not to hear her. She started stretching right there in the kitchen. She began with her arms as she leaned all the way to the right, followed by the left. Both times, her shirt inched up, revealing more of her torso. Peter tried his best not to look. She then sat down on the floor, spreading her legs and putting the soles of her feet together to stretch out her groin. Peter snuck a glance and almost choked. He could see right up her shorts and couldn't believe that she didn't have any panties on. He had a perfect view of her wonderful shaved pussy. He swallowed, realizing that she was just as freshly shaved as she was the other night. She must have done it again that morning. He was fully hard just thinking about that.

Kelly smiled when she realized he was looking. She held that position for a long time. Peter no longer was thinking logically. All he could think about was how good that pussy felt on his cock. She finally got up slowly. She turned around and bent over, keeping her knees perfectly straight. This made her shorts ride up, showing Peter nearly her whole ass. Peter couldn't contain himself, and the following words came out before he could filter his thoughts. "I see you run without wearing any panties."

Kelly slowly leaned back up. She turned around and walked towards Peter. "Yeah, they bother me too much when I run. Does it bother you?" As she asked, she started lifting up her shirt a little bit.

Peter shook his head, "No." He backed away and fell into a chair. She kept walking towards him. She was right in front of him. He could see the outline of her pussy through the mesh shorts as the light shined through the light fabric.

Kelly leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "Good, because I hate wearing panties. I do it just because I like teasing boys. And older men." As she said this, she grabbed his hand and started pushing it up her leg. She let go, but Peter didn't stop. His fingers found their way under her shorts and he once again felt the wonderfully wet and shaved pussy that has haunted his thoughts the past few days. He started rubbing her lips as she moaned and rubbed her fingers through his hair. 

"I want your cock in me again. I want you to fuck my tight pussy like you did the other night." Peter then pulled his fingers out and got up. He started walking away.

"Where are you going?" She asked, disappointed.

"To my study. Are you coming?" She smiled and followed behind him. They went into his home office and shut the door. He locked it as she went to his desk and sat on it right in front of the chair. He sat down in his chair. She was spreading her legs. In the short shorts, it looked so hot. 

She began slipping her fingers under her shorts. "Will you make me come like you did the other night? Make me come with your big hard cock." As she said this, she closed her legs and slowly pulled off her shorts. She spread her legs again, opening up her amazing pussy. Peter got up and pulled out his dick. He started rubbing her clit with it, teasing her with his head. She pulled off her shirt and closed her eyes.

"Please put it in me. I want it so bad." She pleaded. But Peter kept rubbing her pussy with his head. Finally he pushed into her, but only a bit, then pulled away. 

"Oh my God," she moaned, "Please. Fuck my pussy." He stood back, looking at the sight of a beautiful 19-year-old girl lying naked on his desk, begging him to fuck her. He obliged. Peter slowly put his head back into her. Even though it had only been a couple of days, he still couldn't believe how tight she was. He had to push a few times before he was fully in her. He once again felt the ecstasy of being in her tight cavern. He started thrusting back and forth as she moaned and rubbed her pussy. After a bit, she pulled off her shirt as Peter grabbed her ass and continued pushing. But then, Peter's heart stopped.

A knock at the door, "Peter? Are you in there?" It was Sally. Peter immediately stopped fucking Kelly. He started pulling out, but she grabbed his dick and held him right at her pussy. 

"Yes, Sally. I'm just sending an email I forgot to deal with earlier." Peter barely choked out his response as Kelly was rubbing his head in and around her shaved pussy. She was looking at him with such mischievous eyes. Peter started humping her again. Kelly closed her eyes and put a hand over her mouth.

"Ok, well I'll finish making the sandwiches. Join us whenever you're done."

Peter didn't care what Sally was saying anymore. He was about to make Kelly come. He watched his dick slide in and out of her 19-year-old pussy with pride. She started shaking and her pussy clenched around Peter's dick.

"OK Sally, I'll see you soon." Peter called back while he came inside Kelly watched her writhe in her own pleasures. 

She looked up at him with lust and whispered, "Mr. Hamilton, I think about you all the time. When you're at work, I finger myself thinking about your cock. Do you ever think of me?"

"God, I try not to. But it's impossible." He pulled out of her and put back on his clothes. "We need to get back." He left the room. All he could think was that he knew this wasn't the last time.

Later that afternoon, Sally left with all the kids to take them for a sleepover at her house. Kelly was going to go out with her friends that night since she wouldn't have to worry about the kids.

Peter was in the kitchen reading the newspaper and having his evening coffee, a habit he has regretted since he started a few years back. But it was his more recent habits that were weighing on him the most. Just as he was starting to wonder whether he could keep doing this, Kelly walked in wearing a tight pink t-shirt and a loose white skirt that went to about two inches above her knee. She looked hot. She leaned on the kitchen counter with her back to Peter while she texted on her phone. Her skirt rode up a bit revealing a very good amount of the back of her thighs. Then the door knocked and Kelly opened it.

"Hi! Steph!" Kelly let in her friend. A beautiful brunette with tight green pants revealing an amazing ass and a tight collared shirt.

"Steph, this is Mr. Hamilton. Mr. Hamilton, this is Steph." Peter shook Steph's hand. 

"Hi Mr. Hamilton." Steph said with a dash of seduction.

"Ok, we're heading out. Don't wait up!" The girls left, whispering to each other and laughing.

Three hours later, Peter was falling asleep with a beer in his hand watching Sports Center. He snapped up when he heard the door shut. Kelly walked in... followed by Steph. They both walked in to the TV room.

"You girls are home early." Peter remarked, a little uncomfortable as the girls sat next to him on either side of the couch. Kelly brought her legs up on the couch and lay down on her side. Peter coughed, as he could see right up her skirt at her cotton panties. 

"Yeah, it was a really boring party. All the guys were kind of lame."

Peter looked over at Steph, who was rubbing her hands up and down her green-panted thighs. "Doesn't Kelly look really hot in her skirt tonight, Mr. Hamilton?"

Peter cleared his throat. "Umm I'm not sure what you want me to say to that."

Steph got up and leaned on her knees to Peter's left. Kelly moved around and did the same.

Kelly looked at Peter. "Mr. Hamilton, I've told Steph about our times together, and she wants to play with us."

Peter was shocked, "You did what?! What were you thinking Kelly?! What if she tells someone?! What do you think that would mean for me?!" He tried to get up, but Steph grabbed his shoulder and stopped him.

"Mr. Hamilton, I would never tell anyone, because I have a good reputation. I wouldn't want anyone to think I'm a slut would I? Besides, you've already had one 19-year-old girl, wouldn't it be nice to have two?" As Steph finished, Kelly leaned across Peter and started kissing Steph. They were making out right in front of him. Their breasts were pushing against each other through their tight shirts. Of course, neither had bras on. Why would they? There was no need.

Steph continued. "My boyfriend has never made me come and he's the only boy I've had sex with. Can you make me come, Mr. Hamilton?" As she said this, she unbuttoned her pants. Kelly meanwhile had Peter's right hand moving up her skirt. She smiled at Steph.

Steph went on, "Will you unzip my pants for me?" Peter obliged with his left hand. As he pulled down the zipper, he realized she wasn't wearing panties and just like Kelly, she was completely bare. His right hand then reached Kelly's panties. He slipped his fingers under the hem and started rubbing. Kelly moaned and rubbed her breasts. Steph pulled down her pants and leaned over Peter to make out more with Kelly. 

Peter decided to take charge. "Why don't you two kiss with my dick in between your mouths?" The girls smiled.

Kelly said, "See, Steph. I told you he'd be good." They both slid down, Kelly took off her shirt. Steph started rubbing her mouth over his fully hard dick through his pants. 

"Do you want me to take it out, Mr. Hamilton?" Steph asked while she was already undoing his belt. 

Kelly unbuttoned his button and unzipped his zipper. She pulled down Peter's pants as his hard cock flopped into place. Steph started first, kissing the side of his dick. "How excited are you for two 19-year-old girls to be sucking on your cock?" She asked as she licked the side of his shaft. Kelly slid back down and joined her. They immediately started kissing and moaning, with Peter's head in between their mouths. The feeling of their tongues playing with each other around his head was incomparable. He reached out with both hands. With his right he rubbed up Kelly's legs and under her skirt, feeling her panties tightly wrapped around her butt. He started sliding his fingers under her panties and fingering her. She moaned even harder as he did this. With his left hand he fingered Steph's pussy. Both girls were now moaning and licking his shaft.

Steph stopped first. "Oh my God, your cock is so big." She got back up on her knees to Peter's left, leaving Kelly to suck on his tip on her own. Steph leaned into Peter and pulled off her shirt. Her perky breasts were pressed against Peter's left shoulder. Her pants were still halfway pulled down, showing off her shaved pussy. Peter started rubbing it.

"Mr. Hamilton, mmmhmmm, please make me come for the first time with your huge dick." Peter nodded. Steph got up and slowly pulled off her green pants, and stood in front of him while Kelly licked up the side of his dick and got back up on her knees. Steph then stood right in front of him.

"I heard you like tight pussies? Mine is so tight. Do you want it?" As she asked she straddled Peter and turned around. She then spread her legs open as wide as she could and balanced forward on Peter's knees. She then started rubbing her pussy on Peter's dick. Looking back at him.

"Oh my God, I can't wait for you to be inside me." She reached back and grabbed the base of his dick. She then slowly slid down on to him. She looked back and whimpered while he started going in her. He couldn't believe it, but she was tighter than Kelly! He laid back in ecstasy as she slowly pushed his dick all the way inside her. She started riding him hard as Kelly was fingering herself and rubbing her tits. She then stood up on the couch and slowly pulled off her panties, leaving her skirt on.

"I'm so horny Mr. Hamilton." Said Kelly as she straddled over him, still standing. "I really need you to make me come as well." Her thighs were directly in front of him as she pulled up her skirt to give him a close-up view of her wonderful young pussy. He immediately thought about how good she tasted on that first night. He reached up and pulled her to his mouth as he went at her. All the while Steph was still riding away.

"Oh my God! I'm going to come!" Yelled Steph. She started shaking. Kelly did the same. The feeling Steph getting tighter around his cock caused him to come as well as the two girls. All three were coming at the same time. Peter felt like a champion.

"That was the best feeling I've ever had," said Steph as she slid off of him. She and Kelly picked up their clothes and started walking out. They sleepily said goodnight and went to bed. Peter just laid back on the couch, soaking in the pleasure.

Peter woke the next morning to the sound of Steph's car leaving. He smiled. He went downstairs and once again sat on the couch reading the newspaper. He no longer cared about his recent expoits. He was so far past the point of stopping now. As he was beginning to think back on last night, Kelly walked out wearing just a tight white t-shirt and cotton panties with a little pink bow over the front. She was sure to walk right in front of Peter while she bent over to pick up a magazine off the table. She sat down to Peter's right. He just looked over at her and smiled. Her hair in a loose ponytail, she looked perfectly young and cute. He continued to stare until he eventually caught her eye. She looked at him, smiled, put the magazine on the floor and leaned up on her knees. She started inching towards him.

"So, Mr. Hamilton. I have to pick up your boys in an hour. But before I left, I wanted to make sure of something." Kelly was looking very sexy as she was saying this. She was pulling at her shirt.

"And what is that, Kelly?" 

"Well, we all had a really good time last night with Steph. But, well..." Kelly was pulling off her shirt now, showing off those amazing young perky tits. "...I wanted to make sure you remembered who your favorite was." 

Kelly then unbuttoned and pulled down Peter's pants and boxers. Instead of going straight into the blowjob, she made out with Peter a little bit, rubbing his dick in her palm. She then pulled off his shirt and slowly kissed down Peter's chest. As she reached his lower abdomen she moved more to the side so she could rub her tits all over his head. She started pushing them together and rubbing up his dick, giving him a little titty-fuck. He moaned as he saw her ass in those panties sticking out. Kelly slowly slid down so that she was lying fully down on the couch and now kissing his tip. Her tits rested on his thighs. He leaned his head back and slipped his fingers in under her panties in between her legs. She was so wet.

"Ohhh. Will you think about me while you're fucking your wife?" Peter didn't immediately register the question. Once he did, he realized the answer was most definitely yes. He started fingering Kelly some more. She took that as a yes.

"Mmmmm. You'll think of me when you beat off won't you?" Kelly slowly licked up his dick. "You'll think of my tight pussy wrapped around your dick." As she said this, she got up and straddled him putting her arms on his shoulders. He was hard as a rock as she rubbed her panties up and down him. She looked him in the eyes with a serious look.

"I'm serious. I want you to tell me that you're going to think about me when you're with your wife." As she said this, she slowly pulled her panties to the side and started rubbing up and down his dick with her bare vagina.

"I can't say that. I can't." Peter reluctantly responded.

Kelly reached down and put his tip right up against that amazing tight hole. He knew this might be his last chance to have sex with her before his wife got home. "If you want me right now, I want to hear you say it." She started rubbing the tip and inserting it very slightly inside of her.

Peter couldn't resist. "Fine, Kelly. Yes. When I fuck my wife, I will be thinking about you. For the rest of our marriage, you will be the one I think about."

"Thank you." Kelly sighed with relief as she plunged Peter deep inside her...

THE END