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Subject: {ASSM} My Visit to Hank and Becky's Part II {Lance Wulff} (MF cheat)
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This work copyrighted 2002 Lance Wulff.

You know the drill.  The following story contains dirty words and
acts.  It is naughty.   Very, very naughty.  And so are you for
reading it. Believe it or not, it is mostly truthful.  If you are
underage or otherwise prevented by law or ethics or your parents
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My Visit to Hank and Becky's Part II

By

Lance Wulff


Hank finished his cereal and coffee and left for work.  Becky and
I sat at the table sipping coffee, not speaking.  She was in a
terry cloth robe and I was in running shorts and a tee shirt.  I
was planning on going for a short jog after my coffee.

"Look, Becky, I'm a little uncomfortable about last night."

"What about?"

"Well, I really feel bad about what we did."

"What are you talking about?  Nothing happened.  Oh, no. Don't
tell me you saw my thing?  Oh god, I'm so embarrassed". 

So, she chose to ignore our little indiscretion.  Same demure
Becky.  Well, two can play at this game.  

"Actually, I did see it but only a quick glimpse.  I couldn't
help myself, really.  I hope you will forgive me.  I promise not
to do it again, even if you put it in my face."

"Well, as long as we're making confessions, I saw your thing,
too."  She blushed deeply and her nipples started pushing out the
front of her terry cloth robe.  "But I only did it to compare it
to Hank's.  Really, yours is a little larger than his although
I'm not quite certain.  But don't worry, I won't look even if it
pops out again."

She didn't even acknowledge her short but deliberate examination
of my cock last night.  It was sort of embarrassing, so, in a
way, I felt relieved.  I didn't want tension in our relationship
and ignoring what had occurred was one way, I suppose, of dealing
with it.  

At the same time, I must admit I was disappointed.  I guess
secretly I was hoping to see that delicious body again.  Or do
more to it.  The memory was so vivid, the way she openly
displayed her body, the way her hips moved when I was buried
balls deep in her ...whoa, there.  My cock had begun to rise
again from the memory...stop thinking like that, Lance!  

"I feel terrible that I looked," she continued. "You know I would
never cheat on Hank.  But I really couldn't help myself.  Hank's
thing is the only one I ever saw, except in books, of course..."
she blushed, as if admitting that looking at magazines was
somehow worse than looking at my dick. 

"Well, good thing we had this talk. I feel much better.  I'm
gonna go for a jog, care to join me?" I really didn't expect her
to take me up on the offer but she was quick to reply.

"Oh, that would be perfect.  I really need to lose a couple of
pounds."

"Yea, right.  Where could you lose a couple of pounds?  You look
perfect as you are."

"Oh, you are so kind."

"I'll meet you outside."  I needed to get away from her tempting
body.  

Ten minutes later, we were running along those familiar roads
where I spent so much of my life.  It made me a little nostalgic.
 That is, until she picked up the pace.  Then I did all I could
just to keep up with her.  

Well, she ran my socks off.  Seven miles.  Boy, could she run. 
No leisurely jogging for her.  By the time we were 2 miles into
the run, I was dripping sweat and when we finally returned to her
house, my muscles were cramping and my tee shirt and shorts were
soaking with sweat.  She was also sweating, but not nearly as
much as I.  

As we walked in the house, I was pulling off my shirt.  "I can't
wait to take a shower"

"Me too."

"So, who goes first?"

"Well," she hesitated.  "there's a problem. We have a small
problem with the shower."

"What kind of problem."  I was afraid of the response.  I didn't
even want to hear that there was something wrong with the shower.
 

"It's the heater.  The element's going bad and Hank said he was
going to replace it.  He just hasn't gotten around to it yet.  I
keep bugging him but you know how he is, the more you bug him,
the harder it is to get him to do it."

Yea, I knew Hank, alright.  He had promised to help me remodel my
kitchen over a coupe of years ago and, each time we were supposed
to do it, he had one excuse or another.  Sometimes I was amazed
that Becky put up with his shit.

"So, you have no hot water?" Funny, I didn't notice it last
night.

"Oh no, there's hot water, the problem is it only lasts about 10
minutes and it takes me that time just to wash my hair."  Well, I
guess that explained it.  I was only in the shower about 5
minutes last night, just enough to rinse off.

"Well, I guess it's a cold shower for me.  It won't be the first
time."

"Oh no, I couldn't let that happen, you're a guest."  I saw her
blush.  It was so easy to get her to blush, and so much fun.  Her
nipples began to push out against her sweat- drenched tee-shirt.
I thought I'd tease her to get another rise.  

"Well, we could shower together..."  It worked perfectly; she
blushed all the way to the top of her hair.  Her nipples
continued growing and were so prominent I could see the little
bumps circling her aureolae.

She looked at me and said in a mousy voice, "There is a way, but
I don't even want you looking at my body.  You know how I feel
about cheating."

"Yea, I know.  I won't look at your body.  We already discussed
this before and you know how serious I am about my promise to
you.  I would never look at your naked body, even though I must
say from what I've seen of it in clothing, it looksmagnificent."

"Oh, you" she said and slapped me on the forearm.  "You are
incorrigible."

"Well, you have to promise not to look at me either."

A little mischievous smile appeared on her lips.  "You got a
deal, but just to make sure, I think we should turn the lights
off."

"But, it will be totally dark.  You have no windows in there."

"Exactly"

Bummer.  I was really looking forward to seeing her beautiful
body, again.  Oh, well, at least I would be near her naked body.
Just the thought increased my level of excitement.

"Come on.  I don't want you dropping your stinky clothes on the
floor.  We can undress in the bathroom."

She led me down the hall to the bathroom.  I stood in the doorway
looking in.  It wasn't very large but I was sure we could manage
it "Let me just sneak by you," she said..  I stepped aside but
our bodies grazed each other, her nipples digging into my chest
and her soft stomach grazing my growing cock. Much too soon for
my liking, she moved into the bathroom

"Oops," I said, "my fault."

"No harm done.  Okay, let's both get undressed.  We should both
turn around so that we won't see the other naked."

Damn.  She sure knew how to ruin a good thing.  But, my
disappointment only lasted a moment.  When I turned around, right
in front of me was a mirror on the back of the door. If I
positioned myself just right, I would have a view of the entire
bathroom.  She turned her back to me and immediately pulled her
tee-shirt over her head. Her exquisitely shaped back was crossed
by a very thin bra strap.  I had already removed my shirts so I
began on my shoes and socks.  My shorts were next followed
quickly by my jock strap.  I wasn't hard but there was a certain
sexual tension.  I discreetly watched as she disposed of her
running shorts leaving her in only a pair of very worn and frayed
while cotton panties.  Her butt showed through a hole worn over
one cheek.

"Oops, I better get the towels while I'm still decent", she said.
 She turned to face me and I averted my eyes quickly before she
caught me peaking.  "Uh...excuse me, I need to get to the
cabinets."

I moved back a little and she moved in front of me.  She turned
to face me and quickly glanced at my naked midsection.  

"I didn't realize that you undress that quickly," she said. "But
don't worry, I won't even look at your cock."  Just hearing her
say the word cock increased my level of excitement and, again, my
dick began to rise. 

"Now, what color towel would you like?"  

And there, oh..my..god.  Her tits were so obscenely displayed in
the bra. You know those bras that are little more than fine
gauze?  Well, that's what she wore and her nut-colored nipples
were engorged and glaring at me, begging me to stare.  And I did.
 I wanted so badly to tear that bra off her and suck one of those
nuggets until she screamed in passion.  I couldn't help it.  My
dick continued to rise.  Did she say something?

"Hello, anyone home...what color towel would you like?"

"Uh, oh, sorry, I must have been thinking about work."  She gave
me one of those `yea, right' smiles. "Uh...it really doesn't
matter, blue, I guess."

"Then blue it is."  She glanced again at my dick.

To get to the cabinet under the sink, she bent from the waist
keeping her knees mostly straight.  Oh sweet Jesus.  Those
panties.  They were even more worn than was obvious before.  The
elastic on one legband was separated from her satin panel and an
expanse of curly hairs poked out.  But that wasn't the half of
it.  On the other side, the crotch was totally ripped from the
legband and hung uselessly leaving a gaping hole through which I
had an absolutely beautiful view of her entire pussy.  

"I know there's a blue one here somewhere."

Why the fuck was it so important to find a blue one.  But I
didn't complain.  I just stared.

"Okay, here it is." Much sooner than I would have like she backed
up and stood.  

She put two towels by the bathtub.  I turned around to step into
the tub and now faced her backside.  

She reached behind her and unhooked her bra.  Her panties slid
off next.  
She bent over to turn on the water.  There it was again. That
gorgeous pussy only now totally uncovered.  I could have just
taken three steps and planted 7 inches in her.  But she was very
explicit about the groundrules so, instead, I just stood and
watched while my dick grew to full staff.  She got the water just
right and turned.  We both stood facing each other totally naked.
 

"You weren't supposed to be watching."

"I didn't see your pussy, honest."

Again, that coquettish smile. "Okay, I believe you.  Now, step in
the tub and I'll turn off the lights." She glanced again at my
hard-on.

I climbed in and she reached over to the light switch.  We were
soon enveloped in total darkness.  Not a sliver of light.  I felt
the curtain move slightly as she entered the bathtub.  

"I'm now going to turn on the shower and it's going to be cold at
first so move to the back and give me some room", she said.

I moved as far back as I could and she directed the water from
the spigot to the shower head.  Before the cold water could come
out of the shower head, she moved back into me, barely touching
my chest.  Below my balls were resting on the slope of her
buttocks and my hard-on was molded to her back.  

"I hope you don't mind me against you like this but I need to
make sure the temperature is perfect."  She bent over to adjust
the handles on the taps and we broke contact.  I wasn't sure if
she was still bent over or not so I stepped forward and felt my
dick rub her ass cheek.  The water pounded on her back.

"Oops, I didn't know you were there." I retreated an inch.

"What, did you touch me?  I didn't feel a thing."  She backed up
until my dick was just touching her soft and now wet asscheek. 
In fact, the contact was so light I wasn't even sure we were
touching.  I moved forward just to make sure.  Yup, definitely
soft woman flesh.

"To be honest," I said,  "I thought it would be hard to keep our
bodies from touching but it's not that difficult. There's lot's
of room in here."  I rubbed my dick across her ass, paused when
it was nestled between her asscheeks, and continued on to the
other cheek.  She couldn't have missed the feel of it against her
body.

She wiggled her butt back and forth on my dick.  "Yea, the tub's
big enough to give us plenty of room so that we don't even come
close to touching."

There was something that felt like a hand on my dick.  My god,
her fingers were gently petting my dick against her ass. 

It's a good thing you suggested turning the lights off because
otherwise you might see my thing and its is pretty hard right
now."  Two fingers now gripped the tip of my dick and tugged
slowly and gently testing the hardness.

"REALLY, your dick's hard?  We better keep our distance so that
your dick doesn't accidentally rub against me."  She continued,
"You know, you would get an eyeful, too, because my nipples are
probably as hard as you dick." 

I reached around her and gently cupped both of her firm breasts.
Her nipples dug into my palms.  I rubbed my hands in slow circles
against her nipples.

"Then it's definitely a good idea that the lights are out. 
Otherwise I might have to peek.  I wouldn't want to, but your
breasts probably look so full and firm and I bet your nipples
look so suckable that I might not be able to help myself."

"Then it is definitely a good idea that the lights are off," she
agreed.

""Oops."

"What happened?", she asked.

"I dropped the bar of soap."  She broke contact with my dick.  

"You know...,"  her voice indicated that she was now bent over,
probably looking for the soap. "...it really is a good thing the
lights are off now because the way I'm bent over you would now be
able to see my thing."

"You mean your pussy?" I stepped forward and the tip of my dick
found the crease between her asscheeks.

"Uh, yea, my pussy"

"Well, I doubt I would see anything because I'm sure your pussy
lips are hidden." I think I felt her fingers again.  Yup, her
fingers were again stroking my cock, probably from between her
legs, I thought.

"Don't be so sure," she said.  "They are definitely sticking out
and would probably be obvious.  You know, I have very prominent
lips that have a tendency to gape open like a mouth.  They can be
very naughty when I get as wet as I am now."

"Oh, here's that bar of soap.  Let me just kick it up toward
you."

I kicked it so that it barely moved between her feet.  I could
feel her bend further because my dick slowly slid down her
asscrack until the head was being tickled by what felt like wet
hair.

I continued, "So, you're saying that if the lights were on I
would see that you were wet and your pussy lips were sticking out
and puckered?"

"Uh...yea.  And you know what else?"

"No, what else?"

"I have a pretty big, uh, you know, clit, and it might show,
too."  She now had grasped my dick in her soft hand and was using
the head to rub what felt like a knot of gristle.  Hairs tickled
the rim of my cock.

"Well it sure is a good thing that this tub is big because right
now, my dick is as big as it's ever been." She reached all the
way to the base and trailed her fingers back to the head, almost
as if feeling exactly how big it was.  She began to jack it a
little harder.  On each upstroke it rubbed her clit.  "And with
it this big, if the tub was small it might accidentally brush you
or something.  I mean, you know, if your lips were spread open, I
it might accidentally, well... you know "

I could here her breathing hard, even over the shower spray. 
"Yea, we are lucky that...it's....so...ungh, ...so....damn big."
Did she mean the bathtub or my dick?  "The tub, I mean, the tub's
so big...I don't know.....I don't know about your dick...."

Yea, right. 

She grabbed my dick and put the head between her lips. She rubbed
it in her opening, circling the mouth.

I decided to press on.  "I was wondering..."

"Unh huh?"

"...if you ever considered cheating on Hank?"

"Oh no," she said.  She pulled my dick forward with her fingers
so that the head and part of the shaft was firmly lodged in the
mouth of her pussy.  She squeezed and rotated her ass driving me
up the wall. "I would never do that."

"You mean, you never even thought about it?"  She used her
fingers to pull my cock even deeper.  I was now three inches in
her.  I flexed my dick and felt her shiver and gasp.

"Never."  She withdrew an inch and settled back against me
impaling another two inches.  "Oh, sometimes I guess........I
guess, whew.....I think about what a nice big juicy cock so and
so has."  She began to slide forward an inch, then retreat, then
forward.

"And that's all?"

"No, sometimes I guess I think about it deep inside me, moving
slowly in and out...in and out...what it would feel like to
slowly...go in deep....and then pull almost out....." 

"Really? You know, sometimes I think about how nice it would be
to be snuggled in some juicy and clinging but oh so warm pussy. 
I also think about how good it feels to go in and out...in and
out slowly...I have a pretty big dick so the friction drives me
crazy...just rubbing the inner walls."  

"Ungh, oh god."  She reached behind me with both hands and
grasped my ass, pulling me deep into her cunt.  "I....I think
about...sometimes....when that cock is going in and out,
whew...how good it would feel if it slowly got faster," I sped up
a little, " and plunged deep and rotated against my clit", I sank
all the way in and ground against her and rotated against her
clit..."and flexed deep, oh so deep in my pussy...."  

"You know what I think about?" I grabbed her hips.

"God, no.....tell...tell me"

"I think about how nice it is to come in a dripping wet pussy."

"Oh fuck....fuck....me....too....I...goddam," we were moving fast
against each other, her pussy milking my cock like crazy, flesh
slapping flesh, "I think about come in my ...my pussy.  I love
feeling the pulses of a hard...oh god...dripping......"

"I love to hold myself deep within the warmth and wetness of a
slick, squeezing pussy..."

"Oh god, me too....I love......to fee.....to feel...a..hard....a
hard cock......come.....deep in my dripping wet,
squeezing.....pussy.......I....cooooommmmmeeeee."

"I held her tightly against my midsection and shot one, two three
volleys deep inside her.  After each shot, she squeezed and
pulled me tighter.  We slowly ground against each other.

We actually showered for another 15 minutes barely bumping each
other and the water stayed just as warm.  When we were done she
turned off the water, stepped from the shower, and handed me what
was, I guess, the blue towel.  I suppose that she dried herself
off, because she quickly opened the door a crack and was through
it before I could catch a glimpse of her.  Before she closed the
door, she stuck her head back in and said, "Well, I guess Hank
fixed the shower after all."


 


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