Ghost Cuckold by Avery Adamant

Author:Avery Adamant [Adamant, Avery]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-11-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

I’m watching Grace get dressed. She’s just pulled on a pair of sky-blue short shorts over a black thong. Topless, she stands in front of the open closet, riling through her clothes. I admire her perfect, pale breasts and how sexy it is that the edges of her thong peep out over her shorts. She chooses a red and white checked shirt out and simply ties it at the front. With no bra, it provides a sensational view of her cleavage.

I wonder who the lucky guy … or gal is. The doorbell rings and I float downstairs with her. Damn, these shorts look painted on to her ass, the parts of it that they cover that is. Grace opens the door to a young, black man, who goggles at her for a second before coughing to hide his stare. After that, he looks right over her head. That’s not hard for him, he’s tall and rangy.

“Ma’am, I’m Kadeem,” he mumbles in a deep, resonant voice. “Mrs. Coleman said you had some work in the garden that needed to be done?”

“Thank you so much for helping me out. Things have been a little …” there is a slight catch in her voice. “Never mind … follow me. Kadeem.”

Kadeem covertly eyes my wife’s round ass as she leads him to the garden. I don’t blame him, my eyes are right where his are, and half of me floats through a wall by accident.

Once in the backyard, Grace details a couple of projects she wants taken care of.

“I’ll come back and check on you in a bit,” she says and heads back in.

Kadeem sets to work. I keep an eye on him, I don’t want him messing up my garden. But he seems to know what he’s doing. He sets to work, clearing out the encroaching weeds and trimming back a few branches. All things I would be doing.

It’s a hot day and he soon pulls his t-shirt off. Kid must have been an athlete in high school, he’s definitely got the physique for it. I saw the look in Grace’s eyes as she walked away, she’s definitely going to fuck him. Excitement bubbles in me.

Half an hour later, Grace comes out with a water bottle, condensation dripping down it’s sides.

“Here you go.” She hands it to a grateful Kadeem who takes a long drink.

Grace openly admires the young man, her eyes lingering on his six pack. He’s gotten all sweaty and rivulets run down his dark skin.

Kadeem drains the water bottle and flashes her a blindingly white smile. “Thanks, that really hit the spot.” He hands Grace the empty bottle.

“You’ve been working hard.”

“Almost done here though.”

“Great, when you are finished, I have a few things indoors for you to take care of.” She looks him right in the eyes as she speaks, making the young man’s eyes go wide. “So, don’t get too overheated out here.” My wife runs a finger down his chest and scoops up sweat on the tip. Still looking him in the eyes she tastes her finger with her tongue, swirling it around the tip.

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