Adultery All In My Head by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She saw me practically panting and grinned at me. She went into her closet and came out with pink high heels. She stepped into them.

Then she went to her dressing table and put on makeup, finishing with pink lipstick, the same color as the bustier and high heels. She brushed her hair. Then she turned to me and smiled. She did a pirouette so I could see all of her. "You like?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said my throat dry. I patted the bed beside me. "Come here."

She lay down and I ran my hands over her. I imagined Scott in Victoria's Secret, picking this out for her. I got between her legs. I wanted to make sure she came this time. She was pantyless and her bare pussy looked so good.

Jen groaned as I went down on her. She shuddered a few minutes later as she came on my tongue. I mounted her. I knew I wouldn't last long, and I didn't, cummng after just a few strokes.

"Does he do that as good as me?"

"Go down on me?"

"Yeah."

"I haven't let him do that since --"

"I know," I interrupted, assuring her. "I meant when he did it back then."

"No. I mean ... I don't know. It feels so good it's hard to tell who's better."

We were quiet, holding each other close. Then I said, "In the Game you do what I say, right?"

"Yes."

"You promise?"

"Yes, I promise."

"Wear this for him tomorrow."

"Really?"

"I want you to."

"Really?"

"Yeah. And let him feel your back so he knows you're wearing it. Tell him the truth when he asks why you're wearing it."

"I'll tell him you told me to."

"No, I mean, tell him it's because you want to wear it for him."

"Okay."

"Is that the truth?"

She paused, then said "I'm not sure."

"Okay," I said kissing her lips. "Wear that pink dress, you know, the one that's kind of loose but has the scoop top?"

"Yeah, okay, I know the one."

"If he asks to see the bustier, then turn around and hold up your hair the way you just did, and ask him to unzip you."

"Really?"

"Yeah. After he unzips you, turn around and let your hair fall just like you did for me."

"Okay. Then what?"

"What do you think he'll do next?"

"He'll probably want to kiss me."

"Do you want him to kiss you?"

She paused. "The truth?"

I nodded.

"Yes."

"Then what will he do?"

"He'll probably want to touch me."

"Yeah, that's what I'd want to do. Let him."

"Really?"

"You want him to, right?"

"I think so ... Does that make you mad?"

"Not mad ..."

"Jealous?"

"Yeah." I paused. "If we weren't together, would you fuck him?"

"Probably."

"Would you date him?"

She paused. "Probably. That bothers you, doesn't it?"

"I can't help it."

"But it's okay if he fucks me?"

"Not really ... but it's different."

"I'm sorry."

"Just always tell me the truth okay?"

"I will."

"No more behind my back."

"I promise."

"You swear?"

"I swear."

We were quiet, and then I said "Don't let him fuck you, okay?"

"Okay."

"I can't handle that yet."

"I won't."

"I love you."

"I love you too baby," she said.