Joe parked his car down around the curve from Sandi's house. He walked down the block as if just another neighbor on a morning stroll. As he passed her driveway, Joe walked up the side of the house into the back yard. As he approached the back of the wall of the home he could see steam forming on the bathroom window. He could tell Keith was at work since his car was gone. Keith liked to get to work early so he could be off in time for happy hour and hit on other women.
He knew Sandi was in the shower, naked, rubbing soap all over those 34 DD's and letting the spray of the water energize her pussy, bouncing off her tiny pink clit. He got hard just thinking about her in there. He moved up to the window and tried to look in, but couldn't make out anything other than a blurry body. He banged on the window and the shower stopped.
Sandi's face appeared in the window. "You scared the shit out of me!"
"Sorry, but just had to see you."
"Come to the back door."
Joe moved around to the back door and Sandi came to open it, wearing that silk blue robe he loved to see her in. The thinness of the material left little to imagination as her wet tits and erect nipples pushed through. He kissed her and walked her back down the hall into the bathroom. He hair was still wet, and hung down to her shoulders. Sandi always had her hair up and perfect. In this situation she looked like a schoolgirl, not someone in her forties.
Joe stood her in front of him as they faced the mirror. Sandi's head barely reached Joe's chest. Her opened her robe revealing the perfect tits and he ran his hands down both of them, crossing his arms across her hips. He took a mental photograph of the moment, it was pure beauty.
As his right arm moved over to her mound his thick middle finger became wet not with water but with pussy juice. Quickly he inserted it into her. In the mirror he watched her eyes close as she clamped down on it. He pulled the finger out and ran it up to her mouth. She tasted herself and sighed.
"I'm going to be late for work," she remarked, "again."
Joe took a towel, rolled it and put it on the floor. She looked him in the eye and dropped down on her knees in front of him. He opened his pants, letting them and his underwear fall to the floor, revealing a monster hard on.
"You look gorgeous," he said. "I love your hair this way."
"If I don't start combing it out it's going to look like a bird's nest in about five minutes."
Joe ran his cock across her wet hair and then over to her forehead. As if painting a wall he moved the cock back and forth across her face, letting his leaking pre cum wet every spot. He fingered a couple of drops off the end and put some behind each of her ears, then stuck his slick finger in her mouth to let her clean it off. She sucked it clean.
"Marking your territory?" she asked.
"Enjoying the view," he replied.
Sandi brushed his hand away and took grabbed his swollen member. She rubbed it against each of her cheeks. As the mushroom head crossed her forehead she licked his balls one at a time. Slowly she walked her tongue up the shaft, exciting the vein as she stroked the base. When she reached the top she look Joe directly in the eye, smiled, and took his cock into her mouth. Joe wondered how many times she had sucked her husband's friend's cock and then went about her day. Or how many times she had to suck his cock after she sucked his.
Sandi was steadily sucking while one hand worked the shaft and the other pulled his balls toward her. Slowly and softly at first, then harder, now using her nails to massage his prostrate. It didn't take long before Joe began to buck.
"Ummmmm," she murmured as Joe blasted into the waiting throat.
She let her hands drop but held the now withering penis in her mouth until she felt it go soft, sucking out any remaining drops. She stood up and kissed him deeply. Joe couldn't taste any of his cum in her mouth, she had devoured it.
