How could this have happened
How could this have happened. Betty mind was running wild as she drove along the highway headed home. She had been a way for a week at a seminar and the company had paid for her to stay at the hotel where the class was given. It was a nice hotel, Embassy Suits with a nice large room, big screen TV and a wonderful king size bed.
The first few days the class was really hard and when the class was over Betty had hibernated in the room watching a little TV and reading the material. By Wednesday she was wore out, bored and sick to death of the hotel room.
Betty listened to the sound of her car engine, thinking now about her husband, Bob; they had gotten married young and started a family almost as soon as the preacher said I pronounce you man and wife. She loved Bob, his gentle touch, his smiling eyes, the way he would grin like a little boy over some silly thing she did. Rarely had she seen Bob get mad, he was a good father to their five year old boy and seven year old daughter. No matter how busy his day was he remembered to do the little things that made him damn near a perfect husband.
He often would come home from work carrying in her favorite candy bar, she knew he had stopped and gassed up the car on the way home and always remembered her. You never knew when he would walk in carrying a dozen roses, or a new plant. She loved to read and he knew just what books to bring in. When she was tired he would often sit on the floor and massage her feet, or just gently rub her neck. He was quick to give her a hug or kiss, defend her if anyone said anything that seemed even a little bad.
In bed he was of average cock size and at first a bit clumsy and to quick, but Bob took the time to learn her needs and more important her wants. He would fondle her, would kiss her body lovingly, he was damn good at giving her oral love making and she would find her self being lost in delight often just from the gentle way he would rub his hands over her body. He knew her, he had explored and knew every right button to push, he could make her almost crawl the walls and just thinking of his touch was enough to get her wet and longing for him.
Light rain began to fall and the dark clouds loomed over her fit her state of mind for surely her mind was in the darkest clouds of all. How could this of happened?
She thought back to that Wednesday evening class had just ended when she headed for her room and grabbed her bathing suit. Though she was about 5’6” with long blonde hair, blue eyes and a cute little button noise (least that is how Bob put it) her body was maybe a little plump after the two kids but she thought she still looked nice in a one piece suit.
As she walked in the pool room she was surprised to see only a few people there, she dived right in and swam the pool length several times. When she got out she noticed a nice looking guy who was in class with her sitting at one of the tables. He motioned her to come over and gave her a coke from a cooler he had with him. He introduced himself as Ted from a big company in N.Y. and was a talker. She had grabbed her towel on the way over to the table and it dropped to the floor. She bent over and picked it up, as she was raising she saw Ted was staring right at the top which had dropped pretty low revealing a great deal of her 36 C tits. She couldn’t explain why but she felt her nipples go hard and lingered bent over letting him look; she even grabbed the waist of the suit and pulled it letting the top pull down to the dark rings around her pointed nipple. Then she felt ashamed and rose up. Ted didn’t seem to notice her red face and blurt out; wow you got a nice rack. She felt like slapping him, how insensitive how rude he had been, but for some reason she liked it, she liked the lust that was plain on his face and she couldn’t help the feeling that her pussy was getting wetter and not from pool water. She excused herself saying she needed to go get changed and get something to eat. Ted said right away, why not go with me, I know this city pretty well and there is a nice place a few blocks away. She knew she should be mad, she knew she should say no, but that juice in her pussy was just getting wetter.
How could this have happened. Betty mind was running wild as she drove along the highway headed home. She had been a way for a week at a seminar and the company had paid for her to stay at the hotel where the class was given. It was a nice hotel, Embassy Suits with a nice large room, big screen TV and a wonderful king size bed.
The first few days the class was really hard and when the class was over Betty had hibernated in the room watching a little TV and reading the material. By Wednesday she was wore out, bored and sick to death of the hotel room.
Betty listened to the sound of her car engine, thinking now about her husband, Bob; they had gotten married young and started a family almost as soon as the preacher said I pronounce you man and wife. She loved Bob, his gentle touch, his smiling eyes, the way he would grin like a little boy over some silly thing she did. Rarely had she seen Bob get mad, he was a good father to their five year old boy and seven year old daughter. No matter how busy his day was he remembered to do the little things that made him damn near a perfect husband.
He often would come home from work carrying in her favorite candy bar, she knew he had stopped and gassed up the car on the way home and always remembered her. You never knew when he would walk in carrying a dozen roses, or a new plant. She loved to read and he knew just what books to bring in. When she was tired he would often sit on the floor and massage her feet, or just gently rub her neck. He was quick to give her a hug or kiss, defend her if anyone said anything that seemed even a little bad.
In bed he was of average cock size and at first a bit clumsy and to quick, but Bob took the time to learn her needs and more important her wants. He would fondle her, would kiss her body lovingly, he was damn good at giving her oral love making and she would find her self being lost in delight often just from the gentle way he would rub his hands over her body. He knew her, he had explored and knew every right button to push, he could make her almost crawl the walls and just thinking of his touch was enough to get her wet and longing for him.
Light rain began to fall and the dark clouds loomed over her fit her state of mind for surely her mind was in the darkest clouds of all. How could this of happened?
She thought back to that Wednesday evening class had just ended when she headed for her room and grabbed her bathing suit. Though she was about 5’6” with long blonde hair, blue eyes and a cute little button noise (least that is how Bob put it) her body was maybe a little plump after the two kids but she thought she still looked nice in a one piece suit.
As she walked in the pool room she was surprised to see only a few people there, she dived right in and swam the pool length several times. When she got out she noticed a nice looking guy who was in class with her sitting at one of the tables. He motioned her to come over and gave her a coke from a cooler he had with him. He introduced himself as Ted from a big company in N.Y. and was a talker. She had grabbed her towel on the way over to the table and it dropped to the floor. She bent over and picked it up, as she was raising she saw Ted was staring right at the top which had dropped pretty low revealing a great deal of her 36 C tits. She couldn’t explain why but she felt her nipples go hard and lingered bent over letting him look; she even grabbed the waist of the suit and pulled it letting the top pull down to the dark rings around her pointed nipple. Then she felt ashamed and rose up. Ted didn’t seem to notice her red face and blurt out; wow you got a nice rack. She felt like slapping him, how insensitive how rude he had been, but for some reason she liked it, she liked the lust that was plain on his face and she couldn’t help the feeling that her pussy was getting wetter and not from pool water. She excused herself saying she needed to go get changed and get something to eat. Ted said right away, why not go with me, I know this city pretty well and there is a nice place a few blocks away. She knew she should be mad, she knew she should say no, but that juice in her pussy was just getting wetter.