The day after my first chat meeting with the guy from the store, I woke up little by little feeling how my belly was thr

The day after my first chat meeting with the guy from the store, I woke up little by little feeling how my belly was throbbing, and through the bikini I could feel the humidity that only great excitement could cause. I reached out my hand and began to slowly caress my clitoris. Desire spread through my entire body like a rush. In a second my nipples were erect. The humidity multiplied, and boy did I feel very hot. He rubbed my clitoris with one finger, while with the other he pinched my nipples, harder and harder. My moans soon filled the entire room and were responsible for not realizing that the door was suddenly opened. My husband, who had been away all week, just arrived. I didn't know what to do, I was blushing with excitement, and I don't doubt also with frustration at having been interrupted so completely. - Didn't you hear me coming? - he asked me right away - that? No... I'm sorry, what are you doing here so early? - I have an appointment soon, they changed it yesterday and I couldn't tell you - he tells me as he comes over to kiss me - I missed you Once he's on the side of the bed, he notices that my breasts are outside my nightgown, and in turn, he has his sleeves rolled up at the height of my thighs, he looks at me differently and comes closer to me, running his hand through my hair. - I think I could keep you company, the appointment will be in two hours. He closes his hand into a fist, taking my hair between his fingers and pulls me towards his mouth, opening it and inserting his tongue down my throat. As he kisses me, he begins to unbutton his pants and guides my hand towards his erect penis. It always turned me on when he did that. I squeeze my hand and start masturbating him, until he grabs my hips and throws me to the center of the bed. He climbs up and perches on me, kisses my neck, nibbles on my nipples and asks me if I miss him. I would like to answer that my caresses were not with him in mind, but I know how sweet revenge can be if I have patience. So I stop, look him in the eyes and answer: - My love, you know how much you excite me, just thinking about you makes me shudder with desire – having said that, I begin to caress his member, which only excites him more – I only think about how you are going to fuck me when you return - I'm going to fuck you like I haven't fucked anyone in years – he tells me while he penetrates me with great force, even brutally by his standards, I would say. - Ooooh! – was the only thing I could exclaim while I put my nails into his back - Yes my love! Fuck me! He makes a guttural noise, which we could define as a growl, and he roughly grabs me by the hips and puts me on all fours, telling me: - That's how you like me to fuck you, right? Let it go to the bottom - Yes, my love, mmmmmmmmmm After an hour he went to the office and I was able to return to the daily routine of housework, I read a little, surfed the internet and I must be honest, I logged on to wait for my guy from the store. Which sadly did not arrive that day. It took about a week until we managed to contact him again, since I can't be looking for him every day, and why lie? It's not the only thing I want or have to do, and since he sometimes has to sleep early, it wasn't easy to find another opportune time. - Hey, are you there? – asks me in the chat - Hello!!! So long without seeing each other – I tell him – how have you been? - Well, thanks for asking, I've been mulling things over, and I'd like to pick up where we left off, but this time I'd like to ask you something. - What thing? – I asked him, totally intrigued. - I want to hear you this time, I want to know what's real - Very good, but I won't be able to make much noise, you know, at any moment my husband could wake up - and having said this, the mere idea of being one floor below, touching me, while my “faithful” husband is sleeping, seemed to me the most exciting thing in the universe. I could be with the ugliest, fattest guy I've ever met and I still know I'd be crazy about it. - It's perfect, if we try it, for me it will be too good. We put on the voice chat and I ask him to describe to me what it would do to me to be with him. His voice, as sexy as I remembered it, makes me wet all over, my legs weaken, and I start to moan. - Do you want me to touch you? - Yes, I want you to caress your breasts and squeeze them - Mmm, it feels very delicious, I imagine it's you, roughly handling them, squeezing them, biting them - I would fill my face with them beautiful, they are so big and perfect. Does touching them excite you? - Oh Yes! What excites me the most is squeezing them, feeling that small pain, similar to bites. - Okay, keep doing it, but with one hand I want you to touch yourself down there. With just one finger I want you to run from your lips to your clitoris and start caressing yourself. Imagine that I am the one who is touching you like this, while I would be hugging you from behind, and you would feel how excited you have me. - Aaaaayy – A deep moan comes out of my throat, and I know I hear beyond the room, but I don't care about that anymore. I continue caressing myself, seeing his erect penis through the cam, showing me that we are both in this together, that it is not just me, and that it can be as exciting or more exciting than my husband in person. I come, I know it's like that, because a small scream wants to come out of my throat, because my legs are shaking, I feel weak and small beads of sweat begin to form on my forehead. It was so intense that I could barely breathe enough. I see a few seconds later his liquid coming out of him. - I would like to clean you with my tongue, it looks so delicious - We can always go back to the supermarket, find a small secluded place, maybe even in the same parking lot. What do you think? - Wow sir, it seems to me that you are asking me out. - Well, we can also eat, I'm sure exercise will make us hungry. - Haha – I giggle at the joke – the plan seems perfect to me. We say goodbye and it will be for another time, with more calm and time that I tell you about our meeting at the supermarket… -------------------------------------------- I will appreciate all comments, especially those that have any recommendations, since these will make it possible to deliver better stories. And to those who have already commented to me, thank you very, very much. This second writing was only possible after seeing the good reception of the previous one. Greetings to all. Isa