1. The Naughty Wife


    Date: 6/14/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Jessica_Jones, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

    I run into the bathroom to touch up my crimson lipstick. It’s a dark matte, the stay-on kind that won’t smudge. I add another layer of drama to my long lashes, and think to myself that I should have brought waterproof mascara. I undo my tight-fitting ‘mom jeans’, and give a little wiggle so that they drop to the floor. It feels so good to break out of them, and the breeze from the air conditioner covers me in goose bumps. The panties that I picked up today are sitting just right, lying into the creases of my lips. They were Ryan’s request, low-cut green lace boy shorts. They are perfect against my pale Irish ass. I was lucky to find the matching bra. Being a 40DD, it can be hard to find something this sexy, but I did it. I pull my shirt over my head, tossing it down with my pants to give them all a kick into the corner with my perfectly pedicured toes. I’m ready! Walking back into the bedroom, there’s a knock at the door. We both breathe in deeply, then exhale at the same time like we’re the same person. I let out a giggle, because even at the weirdest times, we are still so in synch. I grab the hotel robe and, wrapping myself in it, I take a quick look out the peek hole. I can see Ryan standing there. He’s perfect, just like every time I’ve seen him. An attempt to catch my breath fails, and I give a devious glance behind me. I get a nod in return. I reach for the handle, turn it, and pull the door open. Ryan gives me one of his sexy smirks and walks into the room. He ...
    quickly takes off his coat and hangs it behind the door. It’s just like him, with his cocky attitude, to walk in and own the place. It’s just another one of those things that drives me crazy about him, that attitude, and his huge cock. I don’t want any awkward feelings to linger like it has in the past, so I greet him with a hug and a kiss. He seems a little taken aback, but it’s fuel for the fire. I secretly love a man that’s a little reluctant. I can tell by the hesitation of his lips that he isn’t sure if this is actually going to happen. In an attempt to break the ice, I offer him a drink, because I know that booze always loosen him up. It has in the past, anyway. I am so excited that he is here, and I make my way over to the small hotel fridge. I can feel his eyes on me. I know he’s watching my ass, so I sway my hips a little more, hoping that he’s getting a good look. I grab three Labatt 50s, one for each of us. I’m on my third already, and starting to feel a buzz while my cheeks are warming. I motion to Ryan to sit on one of the queen-sized beds, and I sit on the other one. We're not sure what to say, so we sit there, drinking our beers and watching the game. Thank fuck for the T.V. giving us something else to stare at! I’ve never been so nervous about something, and completely obvious about it. I am fingering my long, red hair, and putting it behind my ear every time it falls out of place. I keep biting my lip until I have to stop because it hurts. Every so often, I try to ...
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