1. Rain Man


    Date: 2/8/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    see through and my nipples blatantly protruded out. I looked back at him and said, “Never seen a pair of tits before?” He still massaged his head and while he got up and said, “Don’t be so sarcastic, of course I’ve seen tits.” I felt frisky, the wine had got a bit to my head and I felt a bit adventuress. I also still with a hand on my head, said, “Yes, but you clearly haven't seen mine?” He bent down to pick up the dropped items and said, “Don’t be so uncouth. You’re my son’s wife.” I also bent down and picked up the last item and said, “Yes… yes I am, but still you stared at them for a bit longer than maybe you should have.” He walked towards the kitchen and said, “Where’s the cloth!” I walked behind him; I suppose he meant some sort of cleaning cloth for the floor, so I put a hand on his shoulder and said, “Sit down, or better still, take off your shirt and put it in the wash. I’ll clear up.” He walked to the bathroom and I cleared up. I shouted out to him, “Put all your stained clothes in the wash, I’ll get you some of Mitchel’s to put on.” My nighty was soaked and I had to change it, but the thing was, I really needed to take a shower to properly clean up. I had to walk past the bathroom to get to our bedroom; Fred had left the door slightly open, and I glanced as I walked past and noticed he was having a pee. I walked another step past the door and froze. I had to step back and check what my eyes had seen. I took half a step back and stuck my head round the door ...
    frame. Holy fucking shit. What the hell did he have in his hand? I heard the flow of his pee as it hit the bottom, and it sounded like a tap had been turned on in the bath. The bastard had his cock in his fist and still another three inches dangled down. My pussy immediately started to twitch and lubricate itself; my thought at that instant was, ‘Holy fucking shit.’ I wanted some, no, I wanted all of that. He didn’t have his shirt on, his cock he handled through the zipper. My pussy tingled, and with the wine in me I felt brave and brazen. I walked in and took off my nighty, all casual like, and walked to the laundry basket and threw in my nighty. Fred did not even try and hide himself; he carried on and finished off. He zipped himself up and looked round to me as he went to wash his hands. He said, “Are you trying to shove those things in my direction?” I said, “I need a shower.” I took off my thong and threw it into the basket. I turned to the shower and stepped in, saying, “You can join me if you like.” I turned the water on and started with my shower. It had been a couple of minutes and I began to think he was not going to take up my offer. I had my back to the curtain, and with the noise of the water, I did not hear him come in. All of a sudden, I felt his hands on my shoulders and he began to massage them. I, without turning, said, “I didn’t think you were coming.” He massaged harder with his thumbs and said, “I need a shower also, so why not kill two birds with one stone, ...
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