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Husband Out Of Town

Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 64.7, Source: sexstories.com

Bianca's husband is out of town for two days, her two young sons spending the night with family member. She is not expecting visitors, she is surprised, when someone knocked on the door. When she opens the door, standing in the entrance, looking at me. She also sees my ferriera, parked outside her home. " Hi Bianca," I said. " What are you doing here?" she asks, infuriated, " You promised to stay away from me after our last meeting." " Well, your husband and kids are away." I smile. " Come in." She said gruffly. She walks into the bedroom, she gathers up the laundry. Bianca is dressed in black yoga pants and a pink tank top, with a basket loaded under each arm she heads down the hall towards the laundry room. She comes into the living room " I will be back, after I go to the laundry room." She turns to leave, I follow her to the laundry room, Bianca is stuffing towels into the front-load washing machine when she got the feeling that I'm watching her. She hears me breathing. She turns around and her breath caught in her throat and she jumps slightly. I'm standing in the small laundry room with her. She notices that the laundry room door is no longer open. Hand clasped over her chest she said, " Wow! You scared me! I didn't hear you come in." She said " Go back to the living room, I will be there when I finish her." I shrugged my shoulders giving a nonchalant half-smirk. Bianca noticing again how rugged looking I am, her eyes lingering on my chest, which is visible through ... my open shirt, a second longer than she meant to. She then proceeds to bend over stuffing the last towel into the machine. While she is bent over she feels something graze her left butt cheek. She is startled at first, thinking it is an honest mistake, she remains bent at the waist to pick up her empty laundry basket. As she is doing this, she feels my hand on her right cheek, firmly this time. A second later, it is both my hands, and my pelvis begins softly groping her. At this point, there is no question that it is deliberate. Her mind and heart begin to race. She isn't sure how to handle this. She can't leave; I'm blocking the only exit. She can scream, no one will hear her... She didn't know how to get away from me... or if she wanted to get away from me. " I can't say I wasn't warned at my last fling with him," she thought to herself. She decided there is no other way to handle this but directly. She stood up and spun around quickly to face me. " Wh-what are you doing?" she asks, angry with herself for letting her fear come through in her voice. I didn't say anything, but showed the same half-smirk I had earlier, slowly stepping closer to her, making her back up until her ass is against the counter top. When she has nowhere else to go I step close enough that she smells a mixture of my cologne and sweat and feels my warm breath down the side of her neck. She gives an involuntary shudder. I reach up running my callused fingers of my right hand up the back of her neck and ...