While the cat’s away…

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While the cat’s away…WHILE THE CAT’S AWAYThe mouse will cheat with another guy’s wife….My wife had taken the k**s back up to Montana for some family function, and Sue Ellen and I planned a rendezvous at my place (the first and only time we would have a bedroom to fuck in) — I think she told her husband, Clifford, that she was going to be at an evening class or something.When I got home from work (the Houston commute was always terrible) I was already running late, and took the garbage out to the apartment complex dumpster, leaving the doors open for her to come in if she beat me back.When I came back in, she was sitting on the couch, rather pouting for some reason — that she had to let herself in because I wasn’t waiting eagerly for her to arrive? I determined then to follow my tentative plan that would wring that bitchiness out of her system!I opened the bottle of red wine I had bought for the occasion, and brought it out to the living room with 2 glasses. We finished 2 glasses each, making mostly small talk but gradually beginning to innocently touch and make googly eyes at each other. I was beginning to swoon thinking about what was coming, but knew I had to discipline myself for just a little bit longer.After nuzzling her ear and fondling her breast again, I got up, walked around to lock all the doors, and went over to the record player (wow, remember them?) and turned on the stereo. She was watching me, sipping on a third glass of wine as I looked over and told her: “Okay, Sue Ellen, how about you doing a nice little dance while you strip your clothes off?” With that, I lowered the stylus and began playing the raunchy tune “The Stripper”, sat back down on the couch a little apart from her, and filled another düzce escort glass of wine.I knew she would not want to do this — maybe because she was shy (a nice Texas girl), not too good-looking, and a little “overweight” by conventional standards, But I figured she was a little enamored with me, and perpetually horny, and would do almost anything I asked to please me….So she put her wine down and stood up, with a subtle expression on her face like “you asshole — but you know I’ll do it” and began rather awkwardly writhing to the music, and even more awkwardly slowly peeling off her clothes. I sat watching gleefully, anxiously, instructing her to keep going when she cast me an exasperated look before she began taking off her nice, big bra.She released her ample breasts from the bra, and I let out a breath and said “so beautiful…” I could tell she was feeling humiliated and pissed off (my objectives, of course), but that encouragement helped a little. When she hesitated again, I casually flicked my hand to indicate she needed to also take her panties off. At that point, her look became more submissive, and still standing, she peeled them slowly off, one leg at a time.As she lifted her panties off of her foot and threw them into the pile of her other clothes, the music stopped — she looked at me somewhat sternly, like asking “so what do you want me to do now, you cruel shit / master?”I went over to the stereo again and put the stylus down on the Technics turntable so it would play “Green Onions” and “Take Five” on that same Bill Justis album with The Stripper. I walked over to Sue Ellen quickly before she sat down, put my arm around her waist and hotly kissed her neck. “That was really nice” I said. “There’s escort düzce just one more thing…”While that great jazz music was playing loudly, I went over to pick up the wine bottle, stuck the cork back in, and took Sue Ellen by the arm over to the over-stuffed arm of our sofa. I sat her down there, naked, nuzzled her ear again, and handed her the wine bottle. Somewhat breathlessly, I said: “Let me watch you put this in your pussy….”, and I rubbed some of my spit on the neck of the bottle.Sue Ellen looked at me with a combination of fear, excitement and anger. She finally blurted out, sobbing: “I thought we were going to make love, and instead you keep trying to degrade me. Maybe I should just leave.” I leaned over, kissed her full on the mouth, and fondled her breast with my right hand — resisting the urge to put my hand between her legs. Then I said “I thought you wanted to add a little excitement to your life with Clifford [who’s a nice, smart but not very exciting guy], and we will still make love however you’d like.” I figured this smug response would piss her off even more, but that she would ultimately succumb to her desire for a memorable sexual experience.After hotly nuzzling her neck for a couple more seconds, I leaned back and looked (stared) into her eyes longingly…at first, she had a sad look, but it gradually changed to one of determination – determined to do this slutty thing with the wine bottle if it was a condition of coaxing my cum into her….I stood back, and she scooched down on the overstuffed couch arm, spread her legs, and picked up the wine bottle, all the while looking at me with a slightly disdainful (“okay, asshole”) expression.She looked down and spread her pussy lips, and düzce escort bayan began slowly working the neck of the wine bottle into her cunt. By the time she got it all the way in, she was obviously getting immensely horny and began humping the top of the bottle, now avoiding my gaze After a minute or so, I could tell she was getting ready to come, but she began to get a little embarrassed, and cast an imploring look up at me. I grasped her wrist and helped her to slowly remove the wine bottle from her pussy, saying “That’s enough for now. I loved that.” I put the wine bottle back on the table, ostentatiously licked some of her pussy juice off it, quickly knelt down in front of her, and planted my mouth on her now very hungry wet pussy. She was moaning and bucking a little, and I was thinking that there is further humiliation to come soon, Sue Ellen.While plunging my tongue into her pussy as deeply as it would reach, and rubbing my nose across her clit, I slipped 2 fingers into her cunt to lubricate them, and then slowly slipped one finger into her ass. She recoiled slightly but then kept writhing as I worked it slowly in and out of her. Then I slipped a second finger into her asshole, and as I plunged them both in firmly, she sat bolt upright grabbed my wrist, and gave me a fierce look saying “cut it out, you fucker….”.Interested by her response, and undeterred, I pulled my fingers out of her ass, reached up to rub them against her lips, pulled my head back and looked up at her to say: “Now what was it you wanted to do? We can go upstairs to the bedroom and make love like you want.” She reached down to rub her pussy briefly, and said “okay” without looking at me. I stood up, fondled her nice large breasts, and whispered “All right, let’s go.” Before we went upstairs, I gathered up all her clothes into a bundle, and told her “I’ll take care of these. We wouldn’t want you to be caught naked in my bedroom, now would we?”[To be continued….]

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