Laura stood in the shower. The cool water that burst out of the shower head in a massaging pulse felt wonderful on the back of her neck. Looking down, she watched small streams of water trickling down and dripping off her nipples.
The unpleasant thought of going to work made her take a deep breath and exhale with a sigh of discontent. On a positive note, it was Friday.
Slowly turning in circles under the relaxing stream of water, she rinsed off and stepped out onto the cool floor.
David had just finished shaving. He pulled a soft towel from the shelf and stepped next to Laura. She smiled and admired his lean body in the mirror as he gently dried her back and legs.
David gently patted the drops of water off her neck and breasts with the towel. He stood smiling, admiring her gorgeous body.
After twenty two years of being married to Laura, she still made him hard with desire. Her large breasts, slender waist and round ass were exceptional for her age.
He was still in love with her.
Time and gravity had caused her breasts to droop. Her nipples no longer pointed up but now pointed slightly downward. He loved them. He felt fortunate that their relationship had survived the years.
Unlike most of his lifelong friends that were divorced, lonesome and unhappy.
He hugged her damp, naked body and kissed her.
Laura knew she was lucky to be married to David. He was sweet and caring. Probably the most kindhearted man she had ever known. He was an attentive lover and loyal.
She stood letting David dry her. Silently admitting to herself that it wasn't David that pushed her over the edge and gave her the intense orgasms that she had been enjoying Lately. She still loved him dearly.
At forty three years old she was still proud of what was once a tight, lean body with full, firm breasts and a nice tight ass and long, toned legs. She knew she still looked good because she still caught guys turning their heads to check her out.
She knew her face was still pretty. She didn't have any crow's-feet beside her eyes and her skin wasn't wrinkled. She always got compliments on her green eyes and comforting smile with perfect, white teeth.
The problem was that it wasn't her loving husband that caused her body to shudder and whimper in total sexual bliss when they made love.
It was reliving in her mind the young cocks she sucked while David lay snoring in bed that gave her the best orgasms. It was remembering the hard young cocks spewing into her mouth and the taste of their sweet, thick cum as she eagerly gulped it down like a starving puppy that sent her into a state of sexual bliss. It was the wrongness of playing with David's sister's two boys while her husband slept.
It was the visions of the young contorted faces with eyes held open wide in shock from the electrifying, thunderous orgasms that she administered to the young men while David slept that always pushed her over the top. It was reliving it in her mind while David made love to her.
She could never tell him how much she loved the feeling of slipping out of their bed in the wee hours of the morning while he lay in a deep sleep, drooling on his pillow and snoring while she crept into the living room where their nephews were sleeping on the floor. They always fell asleep on the living room floor after a long day that always ended with a few hours playing video games on the huge, flat screen TV that David had bought just for them.
She could never tell him how much she enjoyed lifting the covers off them, fondling their young dicks and balls, having them wake up with their flaccid cocks growing in her mouth. He could never know how much she loved to suck them until they couldn't take any more, with their bodies trembling and jerking, when not another drop could she suck from their bone hard cocks.
Her worst fear came from the chance of one of the young men slipping up and saying something to David. Thoughts of David catching her in the act, unknowingly standing behind her, watching his sister's boys with fingers clawing into the carpet as she extracted every last drop of cum from their young, rippled bodies. Her lips closed around the base of their dicks while she tickled their nut sacks with the tips of her fingers.
Laura kissed David, she told him that she loved him as she got dressed for another Friday at work.
They chatted over a quick cup of coffee at the dining room table.
David asked. "Would you mind if Samuel and Thomas stayed over tonight? Samuel called while you were in the shower and asked. I can pick up pizza on my way home so no need to cook." He shook his head and sipped his coffee. "I'm glad they feel comfortable here! They are really growing up fast,"
He smiled. "Can you believe they will be going off to college in a few months?"
Laura sipping her coffee, "You know you don't need to ask David. They are always welcome. Besides that I'll be happy that I won't be cooking tonight."
Thoughts of his sister's two boys spending the night again made her smile. Both were so sweet and helpful around the house. She had always wondered how they ended up being such good boys, considering what a total bitch their mother was.
"Would you mind picking up some beer to go with the pizza too? I'll probably need a few after work. Its been a really long week and the new boss has been horrible." Laura asked with a pleading look.
Thoughts of Samuel played through her mind as she rinsed out her cup and closed the door on the dishwasher. "Love you! Have a good day!" She said as she picked up her purse and headed out the door to work.
Around noon her phone vibrated on her desk. It was a text from Thomas.
(Hi Auntie, is there anything we can bring you when we come over later?") The young men were always so thoughtful.
She texted back. (I Can't think of anything we need. Uncle is picking up pizza.)
(Okay Auntie, love you!)
David loved all the nieces and nephews. He really enjoyed taking them all fishing in the summer and skiing in the winter. He always insisted on spending more than he should on them for birthdays and Christmas. He never missed a school football game when they were playing. To be honest, the majority of them spent about as much time at David and Laura's as they did at their own houses growing up.
Laura vowed to never again do what she had done with the boys. She knew it was wrong. The family would be devastated if any of them ever found out.
The day had been in the upper 90s and the humidity made it feel like hell on earth.
On the drive home after work she told herself that it couldn't ever happen again. It would break David's heart if he ever found out. And the stress of getting caught was taking its toll on her. It had to stop.
It all had started few days earlier. Laura had come home after work. It was sweltering hot that day and the humidity made it worse. She went straight to the shower to rinse the day away. The cool water was heavenly.
She slipped on some panties and the loosest, short summer dress she had. She couldn't make herself put a bra back on in the heat. It was just too much.
The two boys and David were changing the oil in Samuel's pickup.
Laura went out to the garage to ask what they all wanted for dinner. Apparently none of them had noticed her come in. She stood looking at all the legs sticking out from under the pickup. One set of tanned, muscled legs were bent with knees up and parted.
She assumed it was Samuel. He usually wore bright colored baggy sports shorts.
