Ian enters, she looks up from the paper, smiles and extends her arms to him, indicating that he should give her a good morning kiss.He approaches; Ale...is' legs are slightly apart; as Ian comes up to her to kiss her she parts her legs so that he can stand between them.In the past she had experienced the pressure of his erect penis against her lower abdomen. This time it is pressed close to her genitals.This is the moment when the balance tilts. She pushes down the top of his pajama shorts, thus. She’d cleaned the kitchen as well, been a thorough little domestic goddess with her mom and dad away for the week. And finally she had changed from jogging pants and T-shirt into her costume. Nothing outlandish, just a simple white-muslin dress and sandals, and then to the garden to pluck daisies and buttercups and ring them into a crown and a necklace. She stood before her bedroom mirror adjusting the circlet of flowers in her hair and the one about her neck. Then she admired herself cheekily. I climbed up on my bedand laid down on my back with my feet flat on the bed, but my knees high inthe air and spread my legs as wide as they could go. I squeezed out apuddle of lube on my cock, and a bigger puddle in my left hand which I thenrubbed all over my balls and hole. My right hand headed directly for mycock. As I started pumping my hand up and down the shaft of my cock, myleft hand went back and forth from my balls to my anxious hole, lightlyplaying with it's pucker and teasing it until. "Not really," I said with a shrug. "I was more tired than drunk, and it's such a long drive. Thanks for letting me stay over." Of course," he said, waving dismissively. "Much safer than driving all that way at that hour. And you know I trust you."That last sentence was a gut punch. I felt a twinge of panic at the irony I might have heard in his voice. But mostly I felt a surge of guilt and shame for making a cuckold out of him.♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡Girls' Night Out, she called it, making it sound innocent..