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It had been more than a week since my night with Tom and Jess. I'd heard nothing from them, except for a brief call from Tom's secretary telling me that my case was on track and that Tom would be in contact when he had more information.
I'd settled into a routine: When I finished working for the day, I would go home, undress, and park my naked self in front of the computer. While I mostly watched Internet clips of men sucking and fucking, I found myself searching for decent clips of men eating cum-filled pussies. I preferred those in which the eater was licking cum that wasn't his, but they were hard to find.
Most nights, I'd give up and simply lean back in my chair and masturbate to the memories of my night with Tom and Jess.
One morning, I was standing at the front counter of the small shop from which I run my weekly newspaper reading proofs for that week's edition. Engrossed in ensuring the legal description in an ad was correct, I didn't look up when the bell over the front door rang as it opened.
"I'll be right with you," I said.
Then I heard my visitor close the door and lock it behind them.
I looked up to find Jess standing before me. While she was less dressed up then when I last saw her, she was every bit as pretty. If she was wearing makeup, I couldn't tell it. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was wearing a cute little sundress that was doing its best to cover her big firm breasts and still fall low enough on her thighs to be decent.
"I have something you can help me with," she said.
She lifted her dress up over hips to reveal a delicate pair of pink lace thong panties. Even from four or five feet away, I could tell they were wet and sticking to her crotch. I quickly hustled her away from the big windows of the storefront and toward a more private area in back.
As we walked, Jess told me that she'd awoken that morning to find Tom half-dressed and rubbing his hard cock along the crack of her ass. When she stirred, he lifted her hips from the bed, pushed her panties to the side and stroked her labia and clit with his erection. When she was wet, he fucked her quickly from behind until dumped his load in her pussy.
Late for court, he'd pulled out, finished dressing and headed out the door, leaving his wife hanging.
"I thought about just fingering myself until I came," she said. "But I thought you'd do a better job."
"I'm glad you thought of me," I said as I showed her into the small back room where I kept my billing computer on a small desk next to a couch where I occasionally napped after a long night working on the paper. "I hadn't heard anything from either of you since that night at your house. I was worried that y'all regretted it."
"We'd never, ever, done anything like that before," she said as she pulled the sundress over her head, revealing a matching pink demi-cup bra that barely covered the nipples of her breasts. "We stayed up all night talking after you left and we both agreed it was the hottest sex we'd ever had."
