It was still early afternoon but I wasn't about to waste the whole day talking about things we could talk about on those nights when Bill and I would have to be satisfied with chatting on a web based messenger service. I wanted this incredible man to give me another good fucking before I sent him home to deal with his boring wife. I started directing our conversation toward that ultimate goal.
"Baby earlier you mentioned that you watched countless porn movies to help learn how to give such incredible oral sex." I said.
"Yes Gen, late at night after she's gone to bed I sometimes pull one out of my secret hiding place and watch them." He replied.
I giggled thinking of his wife sleeping in the same house while he watched porn movies.
"Did you ever masturbate while you watch them baby?" I asked.
Bill admitted, "Yes Gen, quite often, and I always put myself in the male's place, imagining I was the man fucking the porn star."
"Did you ever watch a movie with Tess?" I asked. Bill smiled at me and answered, "I brought it up once and she said that was disgusting. She'd never act like one of "those" women."
I moved closer to him and ran my fingernails up into his hairy chest. Looking into his eyes seductively I said, "I'll be your porn star baby."
Bill took on an inquisitive expression almost like he wanted me to explain what I meant.
"I'd love to watch a porno movie with you Bill. In fact baby, we could make our own. I have an old video camera around here somewhere." I said.
"Do you have any porn movies Gen?" He asked.
"No baby, but it's early we could get dressed and go buy one." I suggested.
"That would be taking a big chance Gen, what if we ran into someone we know?" He said.
"Baby, I doubt we'd run into anyone from the college in a porn shop." I replied.
"Well there is one downtown that I go to, I guess you're right baby the chances of us being seen are pretty remote." He said.
"Oh, this is so exciting Bill, I've never been in a porn shop." I said.
"The one I'm thinking of is very seedy Gen." Bill warned me.
"The seedier the better baby. Do you want me to dress like a porn star, like your little slut mistress baby?" I asked.
"That might be fun Gen." Bill said. "You can have some fun with the other customers."
"Better be careful baby, remember I have an addiction to big juicy cocks. I might lose control and offer them all a sexy blow job." I said giggling.
"No problem Gen I'll keep your mind occupied while we're there." Bill replied.
I headed for my bedroom to get dressed. As I walked away from him Bill said, "Remember baby, slut mistresses don't wear any panties."
"I wasn't planning on wearing panties Bill." I said looking over my shoulder and giving him a sexy wink.
This was going to be so much fun. I often thought about going to a porn shop to pick up a strange cock. Had I not found my discreet lover I'm sure it would have become a reality in the not too distant future. But now I'd be able to use the experience to entice and arouse my own man. I'd be able to flirt and even expose myself to any man I wanted with the knowledge that my stud Bill would be the one who'd be fucking my brains out afterwards.
I chose a very short very tight denim skirt, a skin-tight pink tee shirt and a pair of black stiletto heels. I let my long jet-black tresses cascading down my back, and applied mascara to my eyelashes to accentuate my green eyes. What slut wouldn't be complete without ruby red lips a matching shade to my red fingernails. Several healthy squirts of a lusty perfume along my neckline, and a short squirt directly to my pussy for good measure. In less than five minutes I was ready for our porn shopping trip.
Bill had slipped on his slacks and sport shirt and was combing his hair when I walked back into the living room. He took one look at me and said, "WOW, that's a perfect look baby. Every guy in the place is gonna want to fuck you silly.
I did an about face and bent slightly at the waist like I was reaching down for something on a low shelf.
"OH YEAH, just enough pussy shows when you do that baby." Bill said.
He added, "Now all we have to do is get out of here without being seen Gen."
"No problem baby, pull your car up right out front, and I'll jump in quick." I suggested.
"That'll work Gen." Bill said.
I knew the most dangerous part of our little shopping excursion would be the five or ten seconds from my front door to Bill's car. I grabbed a pair of sunglasses to help disguise myself, but I knew if anyone who knows me were outside my long hair would be a dead give-away. The excitement of what my discreet lover and I were about to do far out-weighed the dangers of someone seeing us.