Health-scare fallout

Having to stay at home is driving me bananas, can't go out with my ff, can't see bf, and hubs is always around. Yes he gets horny now and then, lol. But.. well, you know...

So he went to the store yesterday... while he was gone, you had me... on my back on the couch with front door open so i could see the car when he got back, lol. Pulled my tshirt up and just did me OMG rubbed me senseless. Did not bother to put my undies back on when I saw the car. Did pull the shirt down halfway to my knees. I must have looked a mess and there was this aroma of Tabu and sex, but he did not seem to notice. Just telling you has me all hot and bothered now. ~pulling my nightgown up~ maybe he will notice... likely not... xo
love,
Loree

Part 2

Went to bed early, hoping he would follow... Awakened sometime befor dawn, he was snoring away. I looked toward the door and imagined you quietly pushing it open and walking in, naked and erect. Your eyes bored into me. I obeyed, parting my legs and slightly bending my knees. I delicately pulled my lace night shirt above my waist, and began to rub circle over my pearle. You approached so slowly, leisurely masturbating and smiling. I tried to be quiet as my breathing became shallow and my garden became moist. You never even glanced at hubby, snoring away on his back. I began to tremble and tense, realized my waves were near and increased the attention to my pearle. And then your manhood, brushed across my garden gate! I almost came right then...

Oh the magnificent cock, pressing as my fingertips danced on my pearle, pushing in, possessing me... plunging! My arm over my gasping mouth, my hubby snoring, my mind coming unglued! You! In up to my belly button, your mouth on mine to muffle your grunt of triumph! My long glossy mahogany polished nails digging tattoos in your back as you spasmed and flooded me, then your strong hands taking my wrists and pulling my arms above my head, setting off a spark between my legs that became a wave, then a tsunami of surrender. Your lips sealed my wedding cry......

I wasn't out long, petite mort, the French call it, my fingers still gently caressing my pearle, inducing after shocks, twinges... and tears welled as fantasy and reality parted and I touched me where you entered, so wet and where I expected your honey to be leaking out and of course it wasn't. Looked over at hubby and omg he was sticking straight out of his boxers!! And he was snoring. I looked at him as I rubbed myself silly and cried into my arm when it happened. I began to drift off, on my back, wet, legs open again. He still snored. He could have had me. Anyone could have had me. You did xoxo.

I did not bother to smooth down my nighty.