“Joe…Joe…you shouldn’t,” she ventured, as I continued to ravage her. By now we were on top of the bed and my cock was fully erect and throbbing. Spreading her legs wide, I kept on kissing the soft insides of her thighs and fingering her hairy sex, noting with growing pleasure how moist her pussy was becoming to my probing fingers.
I fucked her then; fucked my 19 year old sister-in-law, good and proper. I will never forget that delicious moment when my cock buried its way deep into her young vagina. Then with lust and desire continuing to spur me on, I gave her a right seeing to, with piston like thrusts…on and on and on…
She had been reluctant at first, but now she responded, thrusting back at me and moaning, seemingly enjoying every minute of our lovemaking. If Harriet had come back suddenly, she would have caught us red handed, but, in the heat of the passion that ensued, neither of us had any thought to that possibility. As it happened, she didn’t come back while we were “at it” or even just afterwards, so we had plenty of time to sort things out and get back to a semblance of normality. I looked at my watch then and realised that she had been out for some time. Who had she gone to see? Whoever it was I was grateful that she hadn’t spoiled our fun.
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Harriet pulled her mackintosh tightly around her, as her high heels click-clacked and echoed down the street. She also bit her lip in shame, knowing full well, that what she was doing was wrong: Her, a married woman off to meet her boss in a secret rendezvous. It wasn’t so much meeting up with him that was the cause of her shame, but, that underneath her coat she was completely naked. It was something that she had never, ever, done before. She closed her eyes and again felt the rising excitement that her lewd and shocking behaviour had induced. She felt that everyone she passed knew that underneath her coat she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing. Her heart was thudding hard; she had never known a feeling quite like this. And, it was sexually exhilarating.
She felt guilty sneaking out of the house and avoiding Molly and Joe. She had a good husband, but, sexually, they had never quite hit it off, hence her affair or sexual relationship with her boss Jeremy Rand. Since her appointment as his personal assistant, he had never stopped trying to get into her panties. She had resisted for months, but, he had finally got his way with her at the office Xmas party and had been fucking her regular ever since. He was married, but then of course, so was she. Neither of them had any intention of leaving their spouses, because, apart from work, sex was the only thing they had in common.
Thank goodness it was dark and that the coat covered her from the neck to her knees; well, just about to her knees, four inches short of her knees, in fact. It had been his idea, the dirty sod. He had wanted to leave his dinner party and meet her in an alley for “half an hour of pure unadulterated sex.”