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watch my dick slide in and out of Qia’s wet center. “Yes baby. Yes, J!” she moans loudly.
The more she moans, the wetter she becomes. I continue to thrust in and out of her and watch as her honey thickly coats my dick. “Damn Qia, you feel so fucking good! I’m about to cum! Aaargh…” I feel my body tense up as I continue to plow into her.
“Ummmm…yes,” she says as she begins to massage her breasts. The sight of her hands squeezing her breasts and the sight of her rolling her nipples between her fingers causes my hot lava to explode deep inside of her volcano. I continue to pound into her and enjoy my explosion to the max. I watch Qia as her pelvis begins to shake uncontrollably. She squeezes her breasts and throws her head back.
“Oooooo J, I’m cumming baby. Ahhh yes! Deeper, baby, deeper.” I lean forward and kiss my wife as her orgasm comes to an end.
“Let’s take a quick shower and then spend the rest of the afternoon watching movies.”
“Cool,” I say helping her up off the bed. We take a quick shower and take turns washing each other. We haven’t had a day like this in a long damn time and I am certainly enjoying it.
We step out the shower and dry off. I wrap a towel around my waist before turning to Qia. “I’m going to get a drink. Do you want something?”
“No. I just had what I wanted.” She smiles coyly and walks by me to go into the bedroom. I playfully slap her on her behind and follow her out of the bathroom. On my way to the kitchen, I remember that I have those FMLA papers for Qia. I get my Johnnie Walker Blue off the counter and pour some in a glass before I leave the kitchen. I swing by the living room to grab the papers.
I return to the bedroom where Qia is already reclined on the bed wearing a RU t shirt and some black panties. She is looking so inviting. I could really go for round two but I decide to watch movies, like she suggested. I just want to keep her happy and with me. I hand her the papers. She quickly glances at them and then lays them on her nightstand.
I sit my glass on top of the coaster on my nightstand and snatch my towel off. I throw it in a chair in the corner of the room. I put on a pair of gray boxers before plopping down on the bed. I pick up the remote off the bed and begin channel surfing. “I’m going back to work tomorrow.”
“Oh! Well, that’s good! I hate that you had to miss all this time because of me.”
“No worries. This is what I’m supposed to do.” I look over at her and smile, as I reach over and brush some hair back away from her eye. I settle on Sherlock Holmes, so I lay the remote back on the bed. Qia moves over close to me and lays her head in my lap.
We are watching the movie in silence. I am caressing Qia’s hair and enjoying the moment. I reach over and pick up my drink and take a sip of it when Qia blurts out, “Who is Azia?”
A lump forms in my throat that is so large, when I try to swallow the liquor, I begin to choke. I cough uncontrollably for over a minute. Qia sits up and begins patting me on my back. Why is she asking about her? Does she remember that she caught us having sex in the bathroom? Did Azia contact her somehow? I have all these crazy thoughts running loudly through my mind so I barely hear Qia when she says, “You okay?”
What the fuck?! Here I am thinking things are on the right track, only to be blindsided with this bullshit. “Sorry. I’m good. I just swallowed wrong.”
The more she moans, the wetter she becomes. I continue to thrust in and out of her and watch as her honey thickly coats my dick. “Damn Qia, you feel so fucking good! I’m about to cum! Aaargh…” I feel my body tense up as I continue to plow into her.
“Ummmm…yes,” she says as she begins to massage her breasts. The sight of her hands squeezing her breasts and the sight of her rolling her nipples between her fingers causes my hot lava to explode deep inside of her volcano. I continue to pound into her and enjoy my explosion to the max. I watch Qia as her pelvis begins to shake uncontrollably. She squeezes her breasts and throws her head back.
“Oooooo J, I’m cumming baby. Ahhh yes! Deeper, baby, deeper.” I lean forward and kiss my wife as her orgasm comes to an end.
“Let’s take a quick shower and then spend the rest of the afternoon watching movies.”
“Cool,” I say helping her up off the bed. We take a quick shower and take turns washing each other. We haven’t had a day like this in a long damn time and I am certainly enjoying it.
We step out the shower and dry off. I wrap a towel around my waist before turning to Qia. “I’m going to get a drink. Do you want something?”
“No. I just had what I wanted.” She smiles coyly and walks by me to go into the bedroom. I playfully slap her on her behind and follow her out of the bathroom. On my way to the kitchen, I remember that I have those FMLA papers for Qia. I get my Johnnie Walker Blue off the counter and pour some in a glass before I leave the kitchen. I swing by the living room to grab the papers.
I return to the bedroom where Qia is already reclined on the bed wearing a RU t shirt and some black panties. She is looking so inviting. I could really go for round two but I decide to watch movies, like she suggested. I just want to keep her happy and with me. I hand her the papers. She quickly glances at them and then lays them on her nightstand.
I sit my glass on top of the coaster on my nightstand and snatch my towel off. I throw it in a chair in the corner of the room. I put on a pair of gray boxers before plopping down on the bed. I pick up the remote off the bed and begin channel surfing. “I’m going back to work tomorrow.”
“Oh! Well, that’s good! I hate that you had to miss all this time because of me.”
“No worries. This is what I’m supposed to do.” I look over at her and smile, as I reach over and brush some hair back away from her eye. I settle on Sherlock Holmes, so I lay the remote back on the bed. Qia moves over close to me and lays her head in my lap.
We are watching the movie in silence. I am caressing Qia’s hair and enjoying the moment. I reach over and pick up my drink and take a sip of it when Qia blurts out, “Who is Azia?”
A lump forms in my throat that is so large, when I try to swallow the liquor, I begin to choke. I cough uncontrollably for over a minute. Qia sits up and begins patting me on my back. Why is she asking about her? Does she remember that she caught us having sex in the bathroom? Did Azia contact her somehow? I have all these crazy thoughts running loudly through my mind so I barely hear Qia when she says, “You okay?”
What the fuck?! Here I am thinking things are on the right track, only to be blindsided with this bullshit. “Sorry. I’m good. I just swallowed wrong.”
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