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“One second,” I tell Mila and quickly pull them down and step out.
Her eyes widen when my hard bare cock presses against her pussy. Her hand goes down, and she grips my cock.
“Fuck, Mila.”
I go for her mouth while teasing her nipples with my thumbs and forefingers. She wraps one hand at the base of my cock, and with the other, she strokes it up and down, applying a little pressure when she reaches the head.
“Fuck, Mila.”
I drop one hand and push the flimsy material of her bikini bottom aside. Her pussy is ready for me. I push one finger in and pump it in and out and then add another. Mila writhes and moans but manages to keep working my cock.
We kiss and nibble each other’s mouths. When the pleasure is too much, we pause but are soon back wrapping our tongues around each other like a dance. Mila lets out a low moan and starts panting.
“I want you to fuck me here,” she says.
“I thought you’d never ask,” I tell her and withdraw my fingers.
I place my cock at the entrance of her pussy and then grab her thighs and lift her up. She spreads her hands behind her on the concrete. I enter her quickly, and she lets out a sharp cry.
“Is this how you want it?” I say.
“Fuck, yes,” Mila cries.
Her pussy comes alive as my cock infiltrates its walls, clenching and dripping more pussy juices. I want to lap it up, but I can’t bear to remove my cock. I rock Mila’s body as I fuck her hard and fast. She throws her head back and pushes her body forward. She wants me deeper, and I slam into her.
“Fuck me hard, Brad,” she screams.
I tighten my grip on her thighs and concentrate on giving my wife what she wants. I lean forward and suck on each nipple.
“Yes!” Mila moans. “Suck my tits.”
I fuck her and give attention to her nipples with my mouth and tongue. I want this to last, and I change pace. My thrusts become slow and deep, and each time I reach the depth of her pussy, Mila screams.
I can feel Mila’s orgasm building. My body feels like a pleasure machine. I’m in control and will only come when I’m ready. I lick her nipples, and she thrusts her chest further out. I return to my earlier pace and fuck her fast and quick. I also take one of her nipples into my mouth and suck hard.
“Yes! Brad. I’m coming I’m coming I’m coming.”
And she does, her whole body convulsing. Her pussy grips my cock, and that sets me off. My body grows limp as my cum shoots into her body. When it’s over, we look at each other and laugh.
“I’ve never done anything this crazy,” Mila says.
A grin almost splits my face. I’m glad I’m the one that she’s doing crazy stuff with.
Chapter 20
Mila
Everything would be perfect if only Clay would stop texting me. He’d stopped for a couple of weeks, and I’d been hopeful. Worse, his texts are becoming crude, and it makes me nauseated to read what he wants to do to me. I’m too ashamed to show Brad.
I’ve contemplated blocking his number, but that might incense him further. I don’t want him to come looking for me. Still, I keep glancing around the baseball field, feeling insecure.
Brad catches my eyes and waves, and I wave back. I feel restless and decide to call Jessica. Brad and the boys are too far to hear my conversation. Jessica and I haven’t spoken for a while. One of the boys had bad flu, and then his brother caught it.
My heart is racing as I wait for her to pick up my call.
“Hey stranger,” she says, and I smile.
“I’ve missed you,” I tell her. “How are the kids? Is Aaron feeling better?”
“One question at a time.” Jessica laughs. “You’re worse than my mother. They’re all well; flu’s gone, thankfully.”
“That’s good to hear.”
“Forget about me. How are you? How’s the affair going?” she says.
I’m quiet for a while as I contemplate my answer.
“Mila?” she prompts.
“Brad’s well, as a matter of fact, I’m looking at him and Isaac just now. We’re at baseball practice.”
“Sounds so cozy.” Jessica laughs. “You sound like a real family.”
“We are,” I quip.
There’s silence on the other end before Jessica speaks. “I don’t understand.”
“Brad and I got married,” I tell her.
“You are fucking with me,” Jessica says and then instantly apologizes to someone in the background. Her boys, I’m sure. “I know you have a wild side, Mila, but even you wouldn’t marry a stranger.”
I laugh, “You’re right.” I tell her everything from the beginning and emphasize that I was the one who offered.
“So, what’s in it for you?” she asks when I’m finished.
“What do you mean? Nothing, just helping out a friend, and a little boy who is the sweetest kid on this side of the country.”
