To Feel Wanted Part 2
Chris was trying not to throw up. He had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, or more accurately, with his cock in his best friend's mom. They had been at the end of what was going to be the first of a few orgasms in their planned marathon sexy time when they heard Nat and then saw her crouched outside his door, watching them fucking like animals.
No, that was not fair, fucking like two people that found out they were in sync sexually and enjoying one another. He was an adult and so was she and they had nothing to be ashamed of. And every time they were together it only seemed to get better. She loved making him feel good and he loved returning the favor as often as possible.
But Nat knowing was a complication. When he pulled out of Sandy he had seen her, sprawled out on the carpet outside his room, her skirt hiked up, her eyes locked on his dripping member as it swung from his groin for all to see.
Nat came back to her senses a moment later, shot to her feet and ran down the hall to her room and slammed to door.
"Oh my god we are so fucked." Chris began to pace, running his still wet fingers through his sweat matted hair as he looked around frantically for some boxers or sleep pants to cover his now fully wilted cock. He had to go after her and talk to her and somehow salvage this train wreck so his friend didn't find out and kill him or Sandy's husband didn't shoot him in the face.
"Yes we are baby." Sandy said as she rolled onto her back, laughing in a cum drunk haze and pawing at her still swollen sex, pulling another runner of hot cum from inside herself and tucking it into her mouth before throwing Chris a wink.
"This is not something to laugh about Sandy. She is going to kill us." Chris said, his frustrations boiling over as he finally found some boxers and pulled them roughly on and began to head for the door. Sandy stood up quickly and grabbed his arm.
"That's not what I saw, if she had wanted to kill us or freak out she would have swept in here and made a stink and thrown me out and so on but she didn't." Sandy looked away from Chris, pushed her own sweat mopped hair out of the way and flashed him a confident smile. "You just relax, get some water and some for me too and wait here. I'll go talk to her."
Sandy looked about the young man's room and found her little lacy black thong and her bra and quickly put them on as Chris continued to pace and mumble in fear to himself. He was so cute when he was nervous. Sandy laughed again once she got her bra clipped and in place before she crossed the room and kissed him roughly, her tongue diving into his mouth and she gripped his athletic body tightly to her.
"Just relax, get water like I said and let me handle this." Sandy said once she broke the kiss, he was breathing hard already from the embrace and his cock was half inflated in his boxers making them tent. "And keep that thing ready, this isn't over." Sandy said as she made her way out of his room and down the hall.
In truth she was terrified. She knew they had gotten careless but the dick was so fuckin good she didn't care. She was so over her husband, she knew he was cheating and she had enough. Chris was amazing and was learning so fast how to please her better and better. His stamina was insane and he loved it when she played up the naughty talk, it got him so hard and made him perform even better, if that was even possible. Sandy had never felt better, she had started going back to the gym to get in shape, mostly so she could take his big fat cock as often as he wanted to give it to her, she had gotten back on her birth control and it was a good thing too because Chris would go for at least three or sometimes even four sessions when they did get together and although she knew he would have worn a condom or pulled out if she asked him to, she loved how it felt when he would absolutely hose down her insides with his cum. The idea of it and the feeling of his most recent load now soaking her panties gave her a shiver and she really hope this was not the end of things. She loved how it felt to be with him, it was like being young again and in the throws of new dating.
But first to see if she could talk Nat into letting this go.
Sandy reached out and took hold of the door handle and was glad to find it unlocked, with a steadying breath she turned the handle and knocked at the same time.
"Nat?"
"Please go away." Nat said as she sat on her immaculately made bed, her head in her hands.
"Will you let me explain please?" Sandy said, standing before a woman she thought was her friend, hands on her hips, not at all put back that she was just dressed in black lacy underwear and her panties were full of Chris's cum.
"What is there to explain? You're taking advantage of my stepson. Ruining your marriage and his life by doing it." Nat said as she looked up at Sandy, her beautiful face streaked with tears, noticing how little Sandy was wearing she stood and moved over to the closet and threw a robe at her that Sandy caught but made no move to put on.
"Will you please cover up; I can't look at you and talk to you with you standing here naked." Nat said with a hint of what may have been disgust in her voice. Sandy was worried now as she pulled on the soft terrycloth robe. She may really be in for it. Sadness began to gnaw at her insides as she began to feel like this really may be the last time she and Chris would be together.
"So...Talk." Nat said, her eyes were still wet with tears. Sandy, her hormones elevated by the recent sex she had noticed how amazing Nat looked. She was tall, taller than Sandy by a few inches and her body was insane. She had always felt like a blob around Nat when she would come to the pool and come out in a swimsuit. She usually wore very modest one piece at their dinner parties but even that was high cut and only seemed to accentuate her gym earned curves and an ass that looked almost fake if she hadn't known how much work she did on it. She was in a little black dress that looked pained on and Sandy could see the wide lace bands of the tops of her thigh highs. Sandy licked her lips unconsciously as she imagined what else, if anything she had on underneath that dress.
What had happened to her since she had taken up with Chris? She was like some college girl, wet for anyone and anything that even hinted at sexy or sexual. She didn't hate it though.
"I am not taking advantage of him. We are both adults and he is enjoying himself, I'm enjoying myself."
Nat cut her off with a huff. "Yeah I heard that. Are you trying to get pregnant and trap him?" Nat asked, hands on her so very sexy hips, Sandy had to stop herself again grom undressing Nat with her eyes.
"What? No. I got an IUD the second we decided we were going to have this be a thing." Sandy said, trying not to remember that super fun procedure.
"We?" Nat asked.
