The Dark Arts: Devil in the Waters by Unknown

The Dark Arts: Devil in the Waters by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-10-23T17:08:38+00:00


7

Pictures of Her

The image came to him of his wife with Devlin. Kimmy’s all dressed up for work, stern business wear, black suit, her gleaming hair pulled back and makeup on her face. Devlin’s with her and it’s late in the day, late enough that all the secretaries have gone home, and the other lawyers and exec hotshots, so it’s only the two of them alone in the office. Devlin’s confident and sneering, knowing Kimmy is josh’s wife, and that Josh’s wife has been checking out the bulge in his pants, which he presents to her as often as he can. A reminder that her husband doesn’t have this thing that so many women crave. The way he’s seated with his butt on the corner edge of the desk pushed his meat against the fine wool fabric so that it’s clearly visible to Kimmy. Kimmy is seated in front of him, one leg crossed over the other, showing off her crazy long legs. She’s got a notepad on her thigh and jotting things down as Devlin relates to her some milestones he needs met. Only tonight, Devlin thinks, Josh’s wife sure is taking advantage of this great display of his manhood. Devlin is thinking how she must have enjoyed that Cayman flash, must have got a good look at his swinging meat and was curious. And just as Devlin thinks how much he loves that shit-head Josh’s wife checking out his huge sex organ, Josh’s wife tells him to pull it out and show it to her again.

“Fuck, Kimmy,” he grunted now, “ah, mm, shit, I can’t hold on . . .”

“Slow, Josh, slow, easy, easy, make this last.”

While his pulse thundered a whooshing sound in his ears, he did what she told him. Pushing in a little and holding, not letting this all run away from him.

Kimmy looked incredible. She’d got a little sun today, but not much. Jus enough to bring a brownish blush to her tawny cheeks. She was enjoying this too. They were both enjoying playing this game. He watched her perfect mouth with its sharp divot at her philtrum; the way they curled, the padding of them. She was too far to kiss, but he imagined taking her now, getting between her legs and fucking her while they made out—but slowed his racing mind again, centering himself in the hear and now, the reality of the dirty talk game they were playing and how incredible his wife was to play along.

Her hands requested his hands, and they locked them together, his right wrist bent awkwardly with her long skinny fingers between his. The other hand she led between her thighs, to where their engorged and wet sexes were combined, and the erection he had impaled inside her—though at the angle they mated he couldn’t get the most satisfying penetration. For a woman who was dirty-talking about depth, she sure was limiting his ability. All part of the game. And he loved it. Would love anything she could come up with.



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