1. The Legacy, Chapter 1: Three Oaks


    Date: 3/23/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

    flat and toned and her ass high, firm, and nicely-rounded. Her breasts were not overly large, but large enough – and they still looked pretty damn good, if she did say so herself! She lightly brushed her fingers over her rose-pink nipples, and drew in a shuddering breath as she watched them stiffen and pucker. It sent electric tingles straight to her sex and she could feel the heat and sense the sudden moisture. She was just beginning to touch her mound, smooth and free of hair, the way both she and Robert liked it, when she shook herself and came back to reality, realizing that she didn’t have time for even a quick session of self-pleasure. She sighed longingly; she missed Robert terribly when he was gone, but had become quite adept at satisfying her own needs…and she had her toys! They would occasionally ‘sext’ message or engage in a bit of phone sex, which was always fun, but it just wasn’t the same as having her guy there to touch, taste, and feel, to enjoy his hands and lips on her, and his sounds and male scent, and she longed for the sensation of his hard cock deep inside of her. She took some tiny lace panties, a soft peach color, out of her lingerie drawer and slipped into them, and then stood before her closet, trying to decide. Ultimately she chose another dress, slightly dressier than the one she’d worn outside, but nothing fancy; it was just dinner at home with an old friend, after all! She debated about a bra before voting against; this dress didn’t require ...
    one, and neither did her boobs, she decided. The dress she’d chosen was white, with pale blue flowers and green leaves in a tiny print, the neckline cut low enough in front to show some cleavage, but not daringly low by any means. The skirt portion was full and gently flared, and suspended from her slender hips in soft pleats, flattering her round bottom. She thought about some flat sandals as well, but decided to remain barefoot and comfortable. She considered her bottles of perfume; she only had a few, and didn’t want to wear anything inappropriate or too sexy. She finally selected a soft floral scent with just a hint of musk, her personal favorite, and dabbed on just a small amount. She thought of it more as a replacement for a full bath than an attempt to be sexy. Not for Henry, certainly! They’d known each other too long, had too much history, and there was the age difference…and her marriage. She ran a brush through her hair and did a quick check in the mirror, satisfied with what she saw; she knew she was attractive, that men were drawn to her blue eyes and friendly smile, not to mention her nice figure, shapely legs, and long, flowing blond hair. She wasn’t particularly vain about her appearance, just quietly confident. Shortly after she’d gone out to the kitchen to begin to put things together for dinner, she heard a knock at the door, and called out for Henry to let himself in. He came out to the kitchen to join her, and when he did she saw that he was carrying a small ...
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