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Knock...Knock...Knock

Date: 11/21/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: AnnaJuist, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories

body, was getting me hot, without me even noticing. "Without me noticing?" That was a crock of shit I thought to myself. Every time I moved, even just a little, the material of my robe was caressing my nipples. Let me tell you...There is nothing more electrifying to us women as silk against our bodies. So smooth, soft, sensuous, Ooh. I get goose bumps just thinking about it. I was about to close my legs and put an end to the peep-show I was giving her, when all of a sudden Jeff stood up and said, "Okay then. So you like this one best?" Snapped back into reality. "Ahh... yes... I guess so." "Well, if you would stand up and let me place this material against the old one, you'll be able to make a better comparison, which should help you decide for sure," he announced. "Oh. Okay." I held the robe tightly between my legs and stood up. Turning around and looking where I was sitting, Jeff was about to place down his sample. Veronica got up and stood on the other side of me. I looked down in horror to see a huge "Wet-Spot" where I sat seconds before. You could smell the musky aroma of my womanhood. I blushed at least three shades of red. I looked at Jeff and smiled. I turned to Veronica, shrugged my shoulders and smiled at her as well. I told them that it was getting late, and that I had to put my son down for his nap. "Go ahead and order that fabric." Pointing to the one in Jeff's hand. I'm not sure who was more embarrassed? Him or me? As they got all their books together, I ... walked them to the front door. They walked past me and I swear that I thought I heard Jeff inhale deeply as he walked passed me. After they both left, I closed the storm door and main door. I was leaning with my back against the main door. My son was out of sight, so I quickly put my right hand between my legs. Using my ring and index fingers to part my pussy, I stuck my middle finger deep into me. Slowly removing it and rubbed my clit. In and out. In and out. I was super super wet. Juices started running down my legs. I took my left hand, stuck it into my upper robe and proceeded to pull, pinch and twist my right nipple and tit. I wanted to squeeze my tit with my hand and wanted easier access, so I stopped what I was doing, slid my robe off my right shoulder. I couldn't untie the damn belt, so I parted the bottom half of it and raised both front corners, tucking them into the belt around my waist. I leaned with my back against the door again. Proceeded to finish what I started. My breathing became very erratic. I could feel beads of sweat rolling down my forehead, down the back of my neck, forming under my chin and dribbling down between my tits. My left hand was kneading my right breast. Pulling my nipple. Pinching it as well. That alone was sending shocks through my whole body. But my right hand was working over time as well. My clitoris, which was the size of the tip of my pinky finger, was throbbing, pulsating. I was using the thumb and forefinger, massaging my clit back and ...