He groaned and came in my hand. I felt it hot against my belly and tits. I moaned. I had not felt cum on my skin for over 2 years. I loved it. I got some was on my hand. I brought my fingers to my lips and licked them clean, making mmmm sounds, while I looked him in the eyes. I slid back down his body and took his soft cock in my mouth. I could taste the cum on it.
As i felt him get hard again I could feel the cum drying on my skin. I felt so sexy. I loved feeling his cock grow hard in my mouth. I liked knowing I had cum all over me. I wondered what Dennis would think if he could see me now. Then I thought, who gives a fuck what that cheating bastard thinks.
When Bobby was hard I stood up and slid my panties to the floor. I must have been a sight, standing there, naked, cum drying on my tits and belly. I pulled Bobby to his feet. Kissed him and finished undressing him. I slid to my knees and sucked his cock again just to feel it in my mouth.
I took Bobby’s hand and led him to my bedroom. I wanted to fuck him in my bed, Dennis’ bed. When we got there I made him lie down on his back. I straddled his body and kissed him. I could feel his hard cock sticking up between my legs.
“Do you want to fuck me?” I asked.
“Yes,” he croaked.
“Good,” I said quietly. “I want that cock buried in my pussy.”
I reached between my legs and guided the tip of his cock to my pussy. I pushed down and let the tip just part my lips.
“How long have you dreamed of this?” I asked,
“Since I first met you.”
“Yeah? You wanted to fuck me since you first met me?” I asked?
“Yes, since the first day.”
I lowered myself on his cock and felt the head slide into my pussy
“Is this what you imagined?” I teased. “Did you jack off thinking of me?”
“Yes,” he moaned. “All the time.”
I lowered myself even more. 1/2 his cock was in me.
I put my lips close to his ear. “Have you jacked off in my house thinking of me?”
“Yes”
“Is this what you thought of?”
“Yes.”
I lowered myself completely onto his cock. I felt it fill me up. He moaned.
Keeping him inside me I rolled over on my back pulling him on top of me.
“Well,” I said. “I want you too. Fuck me.”
I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me. I thought how good it felt. He thrust into me. His strong arms hold his weight. My arms on his hips. I could feel the muscles.
Fuck Dennis, I thought. He screwed up. I could have been the best thing in his life. Now he’ll never have this pussy again.
I concentrated on fucking Bobby. I loved the way his body felt. I could still feel the dried cum on my tits and stomach, I came. I pulled him close.
“That’s it baby. God you made me cum. Do it again,” I purred. “Fuck me. Fuck me deep. Give me that cock. Fuck my pussy.”
Bobby fucked me. Hard. With that strength and zeal of youth. I came at least 2 more times.
I rolled him back on his back.
“Now it’s my turn,” I said.
I started fucking him. “That’s it baby. Cum for me. Give me that cum. All the cum you wasted jacking off, give me a huge load. Fill my pussy. Give it to me. Cum in me like you always wanted.”
I felt his body tense up. I came. Then spasm after spasm I felt his hot cum hit the walls of my pussy. I came again.
I rolled off him and flopped next to him. We lay there panting. I rolled towards him and kissed him.
“Thank you Bobby. That was wonderful,” I said.
Bobby started to ask me something,
“Not now,” I said. “I need to clean up. Scat.” I chased him off to his room.
I picked up my phone and watched the video again. You bastard, I thought. I sent the video to Dennis with the message, “Don’t come home.”
My phone rang almost immediately. I didn’t answer it. I texted back, “I don’t need to talk tonight. Don’t come home.”
I showered, cleaned up, put on a robe and went to the kitchen. Bobby was sitting there.
“Are you OK?” He asked.
“No,” I replied.
I handed him my phone and let him watch the video.
Bobby said, “Oh my god. I’m so sorry.”
He came over to me, took me in his arms, and held me. I burst into tears.
My phone rang again. It was Dennis. I ignored it. Bobby’s phone rang. He answered.
“Fuck you,” was all he said and hung up.
I knew Dennis would show up soon. My folks lived too far away. Janey was my only close relative and best friend. I wanted to leave, but didn’t know where to go.
Bobby told me to get dressed, we were going to his folks house. It was an hour away, but I didn’t know what else to do. I cried the whole way there.
When we got to the house his mom took one look at me and asked what was wrong. She asked if Dennis was OK. Bobby took my phone and showed her the video.
“Oh my god,” she said.
Dennis’ dad came over and looked at the phone. “That asshole,” he said.
As he was holding the phone it rang. It was Dennis. Dad answered it.
“She doesn’t need to talk to you right now,” he said. He listened for a moment and then said, “She’s here. We saw the video. Don’t come over.” And hung up.
That night as I was trying to sleep I heard his mom and dad arguing. Mom was saying that I needed to talk to Dennis and work this out. Dad was saying that Dennis was an ass and that I should get a divorce and he would back me up.
The next few days were a blur. Bobby went back to my place and got me some clothes. He waited till Dennis was gone. Janey and Dennis tried to call me a few times. I did not take their calls.
It seemed that mom was talking to Dennis. When she could she’d tell me he was sorry and wanted to work things out. If dad were there he’d tell her to stay out of it and that there was no way I should go back to Dennis.
I couldn’t stay there forever. I started looking for a place. Dad saw me and asked what I was doing. I told him. He reminded me that the company owned the house and that meant he owned the house. Although legally he had to provide Dennis with notice to get him out, he thought he could persuade him.
I found out later he told Dennis he would fire him if he didn’t move out and leave me alone.
I moved home. Bobby came with me. Bobby never tried anything sexual. He was a perfect gentleman. He was as supportive as always. I filed for divorce. Mom kept trying to get me to work it out with Dennis. Dad kept Dennis from bothering me.
Once I was back in the house for a while, dad fired Dennis. He said he was disgusted and didn’t want Dennis around his clients. Mom was pissed at dad for not being more supportive.
My folks called and said Janey told them I wasn’t talking to her. I sent them the video. My Dad sided with me. Mom made the, but we’re a family, argument.
Things started to settle down after a few months. I refused to talk to Dennis or Janey. My mom wanted me to talk to Janey and was mad I wouldn’t. His mom wanted me to talk to Dennis and I wouldn’t. The dads supported me which caused them grief at home.
One night I came home from work. Bobby was in the kitchen making dinner. He turned when he saw me come in. He had a glass of wine ready for me.
“Dinner’s almost ready,” he said.
“I’m not super hungry right now,” I replied. “Will it hold?”
“No problem,” he said. “It can wait.”
As I walked towards him I reached to the side and unzipped my skirt. I let it fall to the floor and stepped out of it. I walked up to him. Took his hands in mine and said, “Good, let’s fuck.”