Lisa's felt dirty but fulfilled as she sat on the toilet and wiped her pussy clean. She starred down between her legs and saw how the lips of her pussy were swelled and gaped open. She stood up and looked into the mirror at her tangled hair. She fluffed her hair back over her shoulders and wet a cloth and began wiping off her mound and belly.nnShe could still smell his scent on her body. Was that so bad? She slowly moved the wet cloth over her pussy slit but stopped short of cleaning inside. Lisa washed her tummy and moved the cloth over her breasts until her nipples pointed straight out. nnShe stood looking into the mirror at the hard nipples pointing straight out at her. Lisa had been unfaithful to George. Unfaithful? She moved her left hand as she starred down at the diamond ring she was wearing.nnLisa tried to correct herself thinking how she was legally married to Jeb. Yes. It wasn't cheating on George. Jeb was her husband. She was trying to make it right in her mind for what she had done.nnIt happened so fast and so simple. Jeb didn't know how to make love to a woman but she would teach him. She would teach him how to please her.

I arose the morning after I had first tasted my son's wonderful cock and his delicious seed, trying to feel normal again. I pulled my robe on and went downstairs, only to find Justin had just come in from a run. He was sweating and his skin glowed with health. I could smell the very male scent of him, and I longed to press my nose to his warm skin. He glanced over and saw me, giving me a smile. I returned it and walked over to kiss his cheek. How I ached to pull his hard body against mine and kiss him passionately until he gave in to my longings for him. Instead, I chastely brushed my lips over the slight rasp of morning stubble on his cheek. He kissed me back in the same fashion, and moved to the refrigerator, where he proceeded to pour some juice for himself. I admired the way his muscles moved and snuck a discreet peek at the front of his shorts, where I knew paradise lay. I seated myself and began to sip my coffee, continuing to gaze at Justin. He finished his juice, rinsed the glass and put it in the dishwasher, then turned to leave the room. Just before he exited, he snapped his fingers and turned back to me.nn"Hey Mom, I almost forgot to tell you. I gave our phone number to my history professor yesterday. Name's Jim Everett. I think he'll be calling you soon for that date." nn"Oh, thank you son. I appreciate it. I guess we'll see what happens then.

Authors note: This is a story of loving wives, in other words married women having sex with other people. If you can't handle it or the explicit language I suggest you don't read it and certainly don't send me any nasty e-mails. Not only will you not get a reply, it won't even be read. If you do however which to send me positive critique, I'll be glad to read your personal comments.nnMy hubby and I have a jar for special occasions in our bedroom. In it are little envelops. They each contain a small piece of paper on which we write down our fantasies that we would like to see fulfilled. There are about 10 to 15 suggestions with my hubby's name on the envelop and around the same number of fantasies under my name. We both don't know what the other one wrote down and we promised each other only to open one at a time on a special occasion.nnLast week Thursday it was Bart's turn to pick out a fantasy of mine. What was the occasion? I had my evaluation at work and I'm proud to say I got promoted to Senior systems engineer.nnAnyway, I told Bart the good news on the phone as soon as I was done with my meeting. Of course I reminded him of the fact that he would be choosing one of my fantasies that night. He was already looking forward to that, normally my fantasies please Bart very much as well, as I'm sure you already know .nnI left work half an hour early that day, I was too excited to concentrate on what I was doing anyway.nnI arrived home around 5:15 pm and heard my hubby pull up the drive way not 5 minutes after I arrived.nn"You are home early" he told me.nn"So are you" I replied.nn"Yeah, I couldn't concentrate today, something about getting to know one of your dirty little fantasies I guess .

I arrive at the front door, I feel my nerve endings tingling with anticipation at what lays ahead. We have been exchanging emails and photos on line for over a month know. We have explored the most intimate matters of the heart and the body. We have been as candid with each other as two people can be without actually ever having been in the same city, and yet I feel as if I already know what the sensation of having her body next to mine will be. The door flies open suddenly and before I know what hits me I am pulled into the entry and she is on me. Her mouth, her tongue, her hands. Her hunger is overwhelming. I feel as if I am being devoured. Her mouth is warm and wet and as she presses against me I can feel her hardened nipples brushing against my chest. And then, just as suddenly she pulls away, turns and walks down the hallway, leaving me breathless. Intoxicated, I follow. I drink in her body, covered in nothing but a flowing, sheer gown. Her curves are pronounced, her scent is alluring, I long to reach out and caress, squeeze and taste her luscious form.nnWe enter the bedroom at the end of the hall and just as I reach out for her, she abruptly turns and places a hand on my chest, stopping me in my tracks. She backs up and slowly begins to remove her gown. Her body is all woman. Soft, smooth skin, spectacular breasts that are heavy and full with prominent nipples that are aroused, engorged and pointing directly at me. I can see a smile dance across her lips as she watches my eyes drink in every part of her body. As she lets the gown drop away completely I see her perfectly trimmed bush. Barely hiding her full and already wet pussy.