Discovering Her Needs: A Hotwife Discovered Story (Her Needs Series) by Morian C. C. & Quin Blaise

Author:Morian, C. C. & Quin, Blaise [Morian, C. C.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: love triangle/dc:Subject>, hotwife/dc:Subject>
Publisher: YRBS
Published: 2015-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

Once again I had the pleasure of watching Janet get dressed. Only this time she wasn’t on her way to work.

I sat in the easy chair, the same one I had sat in when Janet had first called Jack. I struggled to control my breathing.

Janet had taken extra long in the shower. And even longer applying her makeup, getting it just right, her face crunched up in concentration. I’d wondered about her makeup the morning she was planning on meeting Jack. Did a woman apply makeup differently if she might be having sex?

What was going through her mind? Beyond wanting to look good, was she thinking about what might happen? What she wanted to happen?

Janet stood up, stepping back from the mirror, her lips pursed. She picked up an eyeliner and made a final adjustment.

As she came into the bedroom, wrapped in a towel, she said, “What are you looking at?”

“You.”

“I never knew you were so interested in me getting ready.”

“It’s what you’re getting ready for.” I was seeing her in a new light. “What are you going to wear?”

“I’m still deciding. Except for my underwear, I’ve got that picked out.”

My gut twisted. She’d already thought about what underwear to put on. “Let me see.”

Instead of going to the dresser, Janet picked up a shopping bag and displayed it for me.

“You bought something new?”

“I—I didn’t want to wear something to see him that I had worn with you.”

“You mean, in case you. . .”

“Nothing is going to happen. I’ll see him, but that’s it.”

“If you’ve decided that beforehand, then all the excitement is gone. Well, most of it. You can do—whatever you want.”

“Look, I’m not going to—”

I shook my head. “Don’t say it. You decide where to draw the line. Or not. But don’t tell me. Not now, anyway.”

Janet looked like she was going to say something else, but instead she reached into the bag. The first thing she pulled out was a skimpy black bra. She repositioned the towel and slipped it on, cupping her breasts to get the fit right, checking herself out in the mirror. Apparently satisfied, she turned to me, dropping the towel. “What do you think?”

The bra lifted her pert breasts up until they were standing straight out, pushing them closer together, giving her more cleavage than normal. It was cut low, the top of her areoles visible.

There’s something about a woman wearing only a bra, an odd incongruity of primness, her breasts covered but her pussy fully visible.

Her pussy. She’d shaved it. Not totally, but leaving only a narrow landing strip. She’d never done that in all the time I’d known her.

“It’s incredible. You’re beyond gorgeous. And I see you have something else new besides a bra.”

“I was—just trying to get in the mood. Feel sexy, in a different way.”

“Is it working?”

Janet smiled. “Let’s just say I found it hard to concentrate in the shower.”

My cock firmed. “Now that’s something to think about. Did you. . .”

“Touch myself? No. I’m trying to stay in the mood.

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