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“Could be a sword. She likes Game of Thrones, and Star Trek, and Star Wars,” Angela said. She’d been in Kayla’s room a few times, though Kayla had tended to visit Angela’s house in the past when Michael hadn’t enjoyed such a large presence in her life.
“She seems committed,” Michael observed. “You sure you don’t want clothes of hers?”
“We’re not very similar sizes. I’m shorter, and well… rogue boobs. Are you upset?”
Michael sat down on the bed next to her. “Upset at you or upset at the guys?”
“You’re not mad because they saw me?”
“I can’t be mad at you for being beautiful. I love you, and I love your body. I’m blessed that you let me have exclusive and near unlimited access to it. I don’t need to be worried if other guys see you in a bikini.”
“I think it showed more than a bikini.”
“Do you remember your Princess Leia Halloween costume? Trust me. Daniel Steadman wishes he could make a set of breasts as beautiful as yours.” Michael crossed his arms over his chest.
She glanced down at the offending breasts, not remotely hidden by the bedspread. “They’re that good?”
“Oh, they are. The guys are totally jealous.” He climbed over to her and pulled the bedspread away.
“Ah, so it’s about you.”
He laughed, “I guess in that context. You bestowed the privilege on me and not them, so they can be jealous because they missed out on you.”
“Wow, I’m not sure if I’d feel the same way if you stripped your shirt off in front of the ladies and let them feel your abs.”
“You didn’t invite anyone to touch your body.” He rolled his shirt over his head, winking. “Do you want to feel my abs?”
“Michael!”
Her husband unsnapped her bra and fit his shirt over her head. Now she was wearing his shirt and her panties.
He wasn’t done. He shoved off his pants and underwear, stripped down to nothing except his wedding ring and a hungry smile.
She was too surprised to do more than weakly protest as he eagerly pulled her panties down, angling her to where he knelt by the bed.
“Holy…”
Michael was already lapping at her clit and working one finger into her channel. In seconds, he’d transformed her from nervousness to lust. As if he wasn’t doing enough, he walked one hand up her chest to play with her nipples under his shirt.
His touch drove the logic from her brain, and she didn’t care if the whole dinner party was listening outside the door.
She glanced between her legs, and her vision encompassed only his hungry dark brown eyes. The eroticism of her wearing his shirt and him completely nude to pleasure her made his act even hotter.
The wave crashed over her, and she remembered to cover her mouth, preventing a full scream. Michael held her hips and kept his mouth in place, licking her through each spasm.
Then he stood, his lips wet from her juices and his cock jutting out, as starved as his eyes. “I need my shirt back.”
She sat up and crawled toward him, passing his shirt to him.
The heat redoubled. Now they were both naked, and she was on her hands and knees.
Kayla’s bed was going to need its sheets changed.
Except he put his shirt, underwear, and pants back on.
Angela froze. “We aren’t going to…”
“Oh, I want to. A lot. However, you are very pale.”
