Chapter 2

It had been about 10 days since I caught Monica in our closet trying to get a whiff of my wife’s used panties. Since then, things had gone back to normal. She wasn’t trying to avoid me and was still as talkative as usual.

I had even come home for lunch a couple of days in the last week but she wasn’t in the closet, nor was anything disturbed in there (Yes I checked!). I figured that at this point she was too scared from me busting her to try another time. Not that I would have minded another amazing blow job like that since it wasn’t something my wife liked to do often.

Today was Saturday and my wife was up and out after breakfast to the office because she had clients coming in all afternoon. Steve had a full day of clients as well and was long gone by the time I had gotten up at 10am. I went out into the kitchen to make some coffee and check my email. No one else was around as I leisurely went out my business. I figured Monica was still sleeping and since she hadn’t shown any signs of re-hashing our adventures from the past week, I relaxed and started to plan out my day.

Around 11, I figured it was time to get into the shower. Since I sleep naked, I will just throw on a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt. I’m pretty lazy at bedtime so I will toss my boxers on the floor next to the bed before I get in and just bring them to the hamper in the morning. At shower time, I’ll just toss off the gym shorts and t-shirt and leave them in the closet for the next day. I took a nice long shower, debating on whether or not I felt like jacking off to relieve some tension. Ultimately I figured that I had all day and I’d enjoy it more in the afternoon once I was done with all my errands. Since no one would be home until dinner time I had the bedroom all to myself. Or so I thought.

I didn’t hear anything at all when I was in the shower, but I guess Monica had someone made her way into my room without me knowing. When I stepped out of the shower, I grabbed my towel and dried off. I usually just do a quick towel dry and then air dry so I hung the towel back up and walked into the closet. (OK I’m a bit weird about this, since my feet will get wet after I dry off I will walk into the carpeted closet just to dry my feet off).

Standing in the closet next to the hamper with a pair of wadded up panties in her face was Monica. My mouth dropped open, not because she was there but because she was wearing my old boxers from yesterday. That’s it. Her huge titties were out for display, her nipples already hard. Even though she was only 27, they were just so big and she was so short, they hung down halfway down her chest. Even so, it didn’t detract from how magnificent they were.

“Oh no” she exclaimed. “You caught me again.”

At this point, I hadn’t even remembered that I was standing there stark naked, still dripping from the remaining water. I couldn’t stop staring at her huge chest and erect nipples and she noticed. Mostly because my cock started to rise up. It didn’t help that I was somewhat erect from playing with myself in the shower trying to decide whether or not to jack off. She walked over to me and dropped down to her knees.

“I guess I know what to do to keep you quiet”

She took my now rock hard cock in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it a few times before pulling back with a loud slurp. She then took it in her hand and started slowly sliding up and down while flicking her tongue at the head. I groaned and leaned back against the wall I was standing next to.

“I don’t think this is enough to keep you quiet” she said as she stood up, her hand still wrapped around my dick.

“Huh?” was all I managed to get out as she released my cock and walked out of the closet towards the bedroom.

“Well, are you coming?” I heard her say from around the corner.

I exited the closet and she must have removed my boxers because she was on her back on the bed, her legs were spread wide. Her fingers were slowly moving up and down her hairy slit. I could see the glistening juices on her pussy as she stroked herself, the hair around her slit was all matted and wet. I walked up to the bed and just stood there before reaching out and touching her calf and running my hand up to her inner thigh. Her legs were smooth and soft, especially the inner thigh which I love. She breathed in deep and started stroking herself faster.

“Eat me” she said. “NOW!”

I didn’t need any further instructions as I leaned in as she moved her hand away and starting using her juices to tweak her nipple instead. Her musk was overpowering as I licked from her pussy all the way up to her clit. When I reached her clit, I could feel it sticking out and engorged as I swirled around it a few times with my tongue.

I heard her gasp and her hands reached out and grabbed the back of my head as I continued to lick her wet pussy. Her hips here undulating, pushing her clit into my mouth as I continued to stick my tongue into her slit, working my way up and down, sucking on her erect clit. It seemed to be working as her moans started to grow louder and louder, her hips moving faster and faster. It didn’t take long for her orgasm to hit after that. I felt her thrusts start to quicken and then suddenly her legs clamped tightly around my head while practically ramming my face into her sopping wet cunt. Her legs then went straight out as she let out a long moan. After about 30 seconds or so her body went limp and sagged into the bed.