I read it out, juicy bits and all.
“What’s a mofo?…”
“Mother Fucker, but that doesn’t mean…”
“Is she psychic?…”
“A bit psycho, but smart…”
“We are still talking about that same Simone you dated a couple of times? tall, beautiful, figure to die for, big hair, camper van?…”
“Yes Sue,..” I replied, steeling myself for her next comment.
“The same Simone you took to bed today, the one who stole my son’s virginity from me? That Simone?…”
“(Groan) Yeah, that Simone! I thought you were good about…”
“Who’s the slutty MILF she’s talking about, not me I hope?”
“It’s a long story, I’ll tell you later, but it’s definitely not you…”
“Sounds like she’s really got the hots for you Jack, better text her back, tell her she’s beautiful…”
“Yeah, well she’s cool , beautiful I mean, but she can be the bitch. from..”
“She’s a woman, we can all be bitches…”
“If I don’t reply she’ll probably come round here and kick the door down…!”
“And we don’t want any interruptions tonight, do we? Make it quick Jacko, I’m almost ready for you.”
“How about two MILFS in bed together, a threesome sounds…”
“In your dreams!…”
I chuckled at my new wife’s sense of humour, then thumbed in my reply:
‘Sorry Simmi. I’m busy helping Mum clean up the attic. You look unbelievably beautiful and stunningly sexy. Sorry about the pain
I promise to make it up to you tomorrow.
By the way, I’m not seeing MILF for 2 weeks. Husband home from the rigs. Your awesome legs & gorgeous pussie look good enough to eat! Love the gold stocking tops!
I owe you.
CIAO Jacko’
And sent it.
Chapter 15
A couple of minutes later Sue came out of the bathroom.
She was transformed into a virgin bride, dressed entirely in sexy white lingerie with flowers in her hair and a short veil down her neck.
A bride on her wedding night.
On her feet she wore new white stilettos and carried a small bouquet of flowers in her hands.
Her makeup was as perfect as could be.
She stepped into the bedroom and paused for me to take a first look at my bride.
The white silk stockings and thin push-up bra made her look 18 again.
Then, to my joy I noticed she wore no nickers and I could see the perfect slot of her pussy waiting to be kissed.
“You take my breath away Sue, you’re more beautiful than I could ever imagine!”
I went to get out of bed to hold and kiss her but she held a hand up for me to stay where I was.
So I lay back, the head of my cock now throbbing against my belly button.
Again she indicated for me not to speak and to lie back for her.
She looked radiant in her wedding clothes, so happy, so determined.
Slowly she took off her patent white stilettos, then from her bouquet produced a small cut glass bottle of oil.
I watched transfixed as she drizzled oil onto my prick then put the bottle away.
Naturally I assumed she would ride me then and there but I was wrong.
She climbed onto the bed and stood directly above my face, her beautiful cunt hovering above me.
Then she squatted down, offering me the lips of her cunt to kiss.
“No hands Jack, not yet, I have two special wedding gifts for you,” she said softly.