A Mistress For My Wife by Max Sebastian

Author:Max Sebastian [Sebastian, Max]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Bisexual, Erotica, LGBT, Fiction
Publisher: KW Publishing
Published: 2015-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

In the morning, I was surprised to find her sitting at the kitchen table, quietly cutting up an apple for her breakfast, glass of juice already half-drunk, cereal bowl half-empty.

“What time did you get in?” I asked her.

“I don’t know. Eight?” she was wearing a blue and white striped t-shirt, and her glasses, which she hardly ever did these days. They were cute, gave her a touch of the geeky chic from our earliest dating.

She must have been fairly tired, to be wearing her glasses instead of contacts, but she appeared fresh as a daisy, and so hot after a night spent with another woman.

“You should have woken me,” I said, leaning over her shoulder to kiss her neck. She smelled freshly showered, and I felt a faint hint of disappointment that I couldn’t detect even the slightest perfume of another woman on her.

“Thought you deserved your sleep,” she smiled up at me, “how was your evening?”

I shrugged, “Not bad. Spent most of the time wondering what you guys were up to.”

Ana grinned, and took another bite of her cereal. I felt a flicker of excitement in my chest, because her grin was suggestive.

“Well, I suppose I should tell you,” she said.

“I suppose you should. You enjoy it?”

“Uh-huh.” She took a sip of juice. “It was very nice.”

“Nice.” I stroked her hair back out of her face and kissed her neck again, dwelling on the softness of her skin, wondering how far she’d gone with Ellie the previous night.

Ana closed her eyes and moaned contentedly as I kissed her neck, leaning her head back against my shoulder. She said, “We had a nice meal at her apartment, and then we watched a movie together.”

“And then?”

“And then…” she smiled as my hands found their way around to her breasts, to cup them, to fondle them, feeling her nipples stiffen through the thin cotton — she hadn’t put on a bra to return home, then. “And then… we were kissing a little…”

She turned her head to kiss me, her hand curling around the back of my head. I moved down to kiss her neck again, my hands squeezing her breasts through her t-shirt.

I prompted, “Uh-huh?”

“It was… really nice… so soft, so sweet… I guess just a little different from kissing a man,” she said. “And with Ellie… there just wasn’t any pressure. I didn’t feel like I had to impress her…”

She moaned as I paid special attention to her stiff buds rubbing them between fingers and thumbs through the slightly rough cotton of her shirt.

“I could kiss her back… and it was so slow… and wonderful… I didn’t feel like I had to get to the bumping and grinding quick or I’d lose her interest.”

“That’s how you feel with me?” I chuckled, but now slipped the hem of her t-shirt up and over her breasts, to expose them and her dark little nipples, so exquisitely hard as I cupped her bare flesh. Down below, she was only wearing a pair of white panties.

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