1. The Double Date That Didn't End, Ch 8


    Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: KennethPierce, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    spent with Ria role-playing that she was you, I think it's safe to say that I wanted you very badly after that night." "Then how come you waited a mothefucking year to make move?" "Because you and Connor broke up! It would have been weird!" "We only broke up because of you!" she shouted. The moment the words escaped her lips, Tracy immediately regretted at what she'd said, cupping a hand over her mouth and muttering, "I'm sorry, I'm just horny and I don't know what I'm saying. Ignore me." "Tracy, how am I supposed to ignore that? What do you mean you broke up because of me?" She frowned, "I--I talked about you a lot, with Connor. About all the things I wanted to do with you. Mostly, it just turned him on--like foreplay--but..." "Oh Jesus," I sighed, feeling suddenly very awkward about what she was saying. Tracy continued, "But then Connor asked you if what had happened on Christmas Eve was gonna be a ‘one time thing,’ and you said yes." Tears welled up in her eyes. "But I kept talking about you. And he got angry--said that if he wasn't enough for me, then maybe we should just see other people. And then..." She trailed off, tears welling up in her eyes. I took a deep breath. "I had no idea." "We're all so, so stupid," she sobbed. "Last night, Connor admitted that the only reason he'd gotten so angry with me was because he was just as frustrated that Ria didn't want him, either." "Tracy--" "And then he and I finally got back together after all those awful months--and the ...
    very next day, you and Ria suddenly want to jump our bones again? I'm so happy, and so horny, and so confused!" She impatiently mashed her lips to mine. Still crying, Tracy rubbed her crotch against me, and so help me, I was hard. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I never meant to hurt you." She finally got her breathing under control, and I kissed away the tears on her soft pale cheeks. I glanced down at my watch. It was already past midnight. "How about I drive us back?" I whispered. "And you let me make it up to you?" ... As soon as we walked inside the cabin, I noticed Ria's shirt and designer jacket strewn across the floor. A raucous din of urgent moans and energetic thumping echoed from upstairs. Tracy grasped my hand, anxious. Our eyes met, and we both silently acknowledged: It's really happening. "Take me to bed," Tracy whispered. Holding her by the hand, I led the voluptuous, golden haired beauty up the stairs-- Halfway there, we heard the guest room door slam shut in a panic, and we both burst out laughing. It was a welcome break in the tension, but it only lasted a moment. Tracy and I tiptoed into the master bedroom and laid down fully-clothed on the glorious four poster antique bed. "Tonight, you're all mine?" Tracy asked hopefully. "All yours. All night." Our lips met again--not rushing it this time, just really savoring the moment. Tracy's fingertips caressed my cheek. For a few minutes, we enjoyed the sweet, electric touch of each other's lips--contrasted against the ...
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