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The Day I caught him Cheating-Hotwife Story (7/19/07)
There he was, with his secretary, scrambling for his clothes. I slammed the door and didn't
look back. That was around noon; now, over twelve hours later, I was still drowning in my
own sorrows. I slightly smiled when I heard my front door open and close.
Maurice had always been there for me. I knew he would make me feel much better before the
night was over. Maurice walked down the hall to my bedroom and stood in the doorway. He took
a deep breath and walked to the side of my bed. He turned on the lamp beside my bed and
illuminated the room.
I moaned low as I pulled the covers back and let my eyes adjust to the bright light.
"Hey, Miss." Maurice said while kissing me on the forehead.
I scooted over in the bed and allowed him room to sit down on the side of it. He pushed my
hair back with his strong hands and sat down on the bed.
"Tell me what happened." Maurice said, almost whispering.
I told him play-by-play what happened earlier that day. Maurice stared into my eyes and contemplated b
eating Rob's ass. I began to cry again. Tears flowed from my eyes, down my cheeks, and onto my pillow.
Rob wrapped his arms around me and gave me a long hug.
"Have you eaten anything?"
I nodded my head.
"No appetite." I said, barely above a whisper.
Maurice left out of the room and went straight to the kitchen. He poured me a glass of ginger
ale and made me a sandwich. When he made it back to the room, I was sitting up against the headboard
in silence. He handed me the food and pulled back the covers on the other side of the bed. He
got in the bed and propped himself up with a few pillows.
"I'm not hungry." I whispered.
I put the food on the night stand and rolled my eyes. Maurice pulled me closer to him. I
inhaled his cologne. His touch instantly relaxed me. I smiled weakly and snuggled closer to him.
We talked about random things for the next two hours. When I looked at the clock it was almost three a.m..
"You might as well stay the night now."
"Sure." "I gotta make sure you get better." he said while kissing me on my forehead.
I truly felt safe in his arms. Just when Maurice thought he had gotten my thoughts off of Rob, I
started to cry. Maurice hated to watch me cry. I took deep breaths over and over again. Maurice wiped
my tears away with his fingertips.
"Let it out." "Just let it out." he whispered in my ear.
I couldn't hold back the flood of tears. I felt so betrayed. Maurice continued to wipe my tears
away. He pulled me closer to him. He kissed me on my forehead again. Then my cheek. I buried my
face into his chest and let out a loud wail.
Maurice lifted my chin with his fingers and kissed my other cheek. Before he realized it, he had
kissed my lips. He pulled back quickly. I stared into his eyes and moved my lips toward his.
"Hold on, Shelly." "This aint cool."
I shook my head and put my finger over his soft lips.
"Kiss me." I barely whispered.
I leaned closer to him and pressed my full lips against his. I held them there for about two
seconds. Maurice opened his mouth and slipped out his tongue. I sighed, opened my mouth, and
welcomed him in. Tears continued to flow from my cheeks. Our tongues touched. My eyes closed.
His eyes closed. my body went limp. Our tongues danced together in harmony. My body heat made
Maurice jump slightly. He trailed his fingers up and down my side. I moaned into his mouth and
sucked on his tongue. He nibbled on my bottom lip and suckled on it.
Maurice broke the kiss. He knew we were getting close to the point of no return. His dick was
rising in his jeans. Instantly, he felt guilty for kissing me.
"Shelly, you're like a little sister to me." "We can't do this."
"Yes, we can." I coaxed him.
Maurice shook his head and rubbed my shoulders.
"No, Shelly."
"We might regret this."
"We've been friends way to long for us to be doin' shit like this." Maurice pleaded.
He looked into my eyes. He saw pure desire in my eyes. Not lust, but LOVE. It scared him. I didn't
know what I was feeling; I had never desired Maurice in such a way. I couldn't control myself.
"Make love to me, Maurice." I begged.
We both craved each other. He hungered for me. I ached for him. "Okay, Shelly." he said while
he ran his tongue across my neck.
I shivered while Maurice tasted my tender flesh. He kissed my neck softly. Then, he replaced
the kisses with soft bites. After that, he gently sucked on my neck. I crossed my legs underneath
the covers and put one of my hands on his thigh.
Maurice moved up to my ear and nibbled on my earlobes. I arched her back and turned my head
to kiss him. He moved his hands up and down my upper body while we kissed. My skin felt like silk
to him.
He moved from my lips to my cheeks, and then he kissed my eyelids. I smiled and put my arms around
him. Maurice pulled away from me and pushed the comforter off of both of our bodies. Then, he pulled
me into his lap.
I could feel his erection underneath me. Maurice held the base of my white tank top and slowly
pushed it over my head. Maurice cupped my breasts through my low-cut bra. He squeezed my titties
gently. They were soft as down feathers and firm.
Maurice undid my bra and pulled the straps down my arms. My arousal grew as the minutes passed.
He could feel my wetness collecting in the crotch of my panties. When my bra was fully off, he
fixated his eyes on my beautiful titties.
He cupped my d cups and lowered his lips to one of my perky nipples. He licked it hesitantly. I put
one of my hands on the back of his head and encouraged him to suck them. He opened his mouth and
welcomed in my erect nipple.
His tongue snaked across my nipple while he twisted the other one between his fingers. I whimpered
and encouraged him to continue.
"Oooh. Yes. Maurice." I groaned.
Maurice's dick strained against the zipper of his jeans. It begged to be released. I moved off
his lap and motioned for him to lie on his back. I got on top of him in the sixty-nine position. A
small amount of my wetness trickled down my creamy thigh.
I tugged at the zipper of his jeans until I got it undone. Maurice breathed a sigh of relief when
I reached into his jeans and gently pulled his dick out. I stared at it in amazement and slowly stroked
it with my small hands.
I moved my head forward and touched the tip of it with my tongue. Maurice moaned. He hooked his
fingers into the waistband of my tiny shorts and pulled them down along with my panties. I raised my
body and allowed him to pull my bottoms all the way off.
I stroked his dick with one hand and traced the bulging veins with my tongue. His salty-sweet taste
of pre-cum filled my mouth. I hungered for more of him. Meanwhile, Maurice held my hips and pulled
me close enough to taste me. The smell of my sweet pussy made his cock jump in my mouth.
Moans escaped my lips when his lips touched my pussy. I took the head of his dick into my mouth and
sucked it. Maurice's right leg twitched underneath me. He used the tip of his tongue to tease my throbbing
clit.
My juices flowed from deep within. Maurice lapped at my wetness and savored it. He ran two of his
fingers across my wetness and pushed them inside of me. I moaned onto his dick and caused a slight
vibration sensation.
In and out. In and out. His dick into my mouth; his fingers in my pussy. I licked the sensitive spot
underneath the head of his dick and made him grunt. Maurice's face was covered in my sweet juices.
He groped my ass and pulled me closer.
I stopped sucking his dick right before he was going to bust his nutt. I stroked him with my delicate
hands.
"Let me ride you." I requested.
He stopped pleasuring me and allowed me to get into the position. I held the base of his dick in
my hand and squatted above it. I braced myself. I took a deep breath and lowered myself. Maurice held
both of my hips tightly.
I stared into his eyes. The head of his dick touched my pussy lips. Maurice pushed me down slowly.
The head of his dick opened me up. His dick slowly invaded me. He stretched my delicate walls. My
juices flowed from my pussy and down his dick. I had never taken a man so large before.
One inch. Two. Four. Five. Seven. Nine.
I cried out. I held his entire dick inside of me. Maurice bucked his hips up at me. His eyes glazed
over. I raised myself up slightly and went back down. Each time I repeated this, I would raise myself
higher up. I moaned and stared him in the eyes.
The electricity between us was unbelievable. I pushed my hair away from my face and rolled my hips
in circles on top of him. I rested my hands on his muscular chest and allowed him to guide my hips
up and down.
My body tingled. I bit my bottom lip and bent down to kiss him. We moaned in each others mouths.
I rode him. Slowly at first, then faster. As my pace quickened, my pleasure level rose. Maurice wiped
the sweat from his forehead and laid back and enjoyed me riding his dick.
Up and down. In and out. Pleasure. Screams. Moans. The musky smell of sex filled my room.
"Get on top." I asked.
Maurice moaned. I pulled him out of me and laid down beside him. He positioned himself on top of
me and raised my legs so he could put my legs on his broad shoulders. He held his dick at the
entrance of my pussy and massaged my clit with the head of his dick. He moved his dick up and down
my slit and inhaled my womanly scent.
I gripped the sheets when he entered me. In one quick motion, he was inside of me. The head of his
dick was touching my cervix. He pumped his dick in and out of me. I tightened my legs around him.
I closed my eyes. I screamed out in pleasure. He fucked me faster.
"Maurice!" I screamed.
He went deeper and faster.
My pussy involuntarily contracted around him. He squeezed one of my titties and toyed with my
nipples. I was pushed over the edge. My orgasm took over my body. I clenched my teeth and gripped the
sheets as tight as possible. My head twisted from left to right.
I screamed his name over and over again. Maurice kissed my lips and allowed me to moan into his mouth.
Pure ecstacy took over my body. I shook violently and enjoyed my colossal orgasm. A slight amount of
saliva escaped my lips.
Maurice couldn't hold on any longer. He bucked his hips and fucked me with long, hard strokes. Sweat
poured from his forehead and chest. He cried out and slammed his hips into my wetness. His dick jumped
inside of me and grew harder than ever. Pleasure rolled across his body. Indescribable sensations took
over his body causing his body to go limp while he climaxed. He collapsed on top of me and breathed
heavily into my ear. He kissed my neck and groaned in my ear.
"I love you, Shelly." he whispered.
I laid underneath him in orgasmic bliss. I didn't want to believe what I had just heard. It was like
music to my ears.
"I love you, too." I responded.
End
Story Submitted by: ytirahc99@yahoo.com
