Catch-of-the-Year? To promise thatafterward I'd never hold her guilty of betraying me? To forgiveand forget in advance? She wanted a free pass to g...t her cuntlubed by a major stud? That would move our little game from play-acting -- if that waswhat it was, and I didn't know it wasn't -- into an undeniablereality! It would change everything. I'd finally be a genuinecuckold, knowingly and with my own full consent. And she'd knowit. She'd always know it! Just as she'd always pretended to. What would she look like under her clothes? What were her tits like? How big were they? What would they feel like? Would she let me see them, touch them? I didn’t really have much of an idea of what the rest of her body would be like, or anyone else’s, for that matter. I just knew that her body would be better than I can imagine, and what stroke of cosmic luck would it take to touch or see her, naked? I thought constantly about how to get to touch her. I jerked off everyday to those thoughts. I. I was watching a game when you came in. Wearing nothing but sexy panties and that sexy, evil smile, lol. I looked at you and smiled. I knew what you were up to. I went back to watching my game. OK, don’t be too hard on me while you’re reading this. They’re ranked #4 and were playing a team they should beat easily but weren‘t doing well in the game. Five minutes into the game it was very close. I was wearing sleep shorts and a t-shirt. You sat across my lap with your arm around my. ..” she said with her trademark cock-teasing smile, “I hope you like it...”In response, I pulled her towards me, and wrapping my hands around her waist, kissed her passionately on her soft juicy lips. As I held her in my arms, I felt her soft luscious breasts press against my chest, and it became evident that she was not wearing a bra.As my hands caressed her delicious ass, I also felt that she was not wearing a panty too.She responded with alacrity, pressing her body to mine, and thrusting her.