The Professor's Wife (closed)

[mya]

Closed Thread for Prometheus 2 (a.k.a. nooner) and mya.

I will play Alison, the wife of a much older man named John (a College Professor). Alison and John take in an astronomy student named Nicholas as a boarder. John is not interested in taking care of Alison’s sexual needs, so she takes matters into her own hands and eventually turns to Nicholas. Nicholas has a room adjoining Alison’s but the two have yet to meet, though there is a closet between their rooms with a perfect hole for peeping.

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IC – Alison

Alison had woken up in an amorous mood, and turned to her husband John. Her tongue trailed behind his ear as she nuzzled him awake. “John,” she whispered, “it’s time to get up.” She smiled at her pun as her hand slid up his thigh under the covers. Finally John’s eyes opened as her tongue delved into his ear and her hand slid over his still limp cock.

John bolted upright in bed. “No time for that now Alison, I’ve got to get to work. I promised to meet a student before class for some extra tutoring.” With that he jumped from the bed as though her touch burned him and practically ran to the bathroom. Alison slumped back against the mattress, severely pissed off at John. As he got ready for work, Alison refused to get up and make him breakfast like she did for him every morning. “Screw him. If he won’t do his husbandly duty, I’ll be damned if I’ll do my wifely ones. He can friggin well go hungry. I am.” She stewed in her cold and lonely bed until she heard the door slam and is car drive away. But she still had a problem--and that was that she still had an itch that needed scratching.

She slipped from the bed and wandered over to the closet. She opened the double doors wide and searched the top shelf for her favorite toys. As her fingers encounter the large plastic cock, she triumphantly pulled it down. Her thumb slid the button on the tip and it instantly began to vibrate enthusiastically in her palm. “Puurrrrrfect,” she purred. She hurried back to the bed, not bothering to close the closet doors. Before climbing back on the bed she stopped just long enough to rid herself of her red silk baby-doll—for all the good it had done her with John. She rummaged in her bedside table and found her specially adapted clothes pins, and then she lay back naked on the bed, spreading her legs wide.

As the big black plastic cock lay beside her hip, her fingers began to flick her own nipples. “Ohhhhhhhhh Baby,” she moaned. Her favorite fantasy about the pool boy began to play in her head. And her nipples grew harder. She plucked at her hardening nubs, stretching her nipples to the point of pain. “Ohhhhhhh you shouldn’t do that!,” she exclaimed loudly before twisting them hard as her imaginary pool boy took licenses with her body she had not given him permission to do. Alison’s nipples turned a delicious cherry red as the creamy trimmed slit between her legs began to glisten with anticipation. As the pool boy of her dreams began to punish her further with nipple clamps, Alison cruelly let the clothes pins bite into her turgid peaks. “OWWWWWWWW,” she half cried and half moaned, “You don’t need to do that…I promise I’ll be good.”

As the clothes pins burned on her nipples, Alison’s hands were free to explore the rest of her body. Her palms slowly slid down the underside of her breasts and across her ribs and over her flat stomach. She drew in a breath in anticipation, rolling her pelvis to lift her pussy for the touch she was so eager to have. Yet her hands merely stroked the insides of her thighs. Slowly, achingly, her fingers inched closer to her slit. When they finally touched her nether lips, it was only to pull them wide apart, to expose her wet pink flesh to the cool morning air. “Ohhhhhhhh,” she groaned, “Please take me!”

Alison’s hand only grabbed the big vibrator to touch the tip to her eager clit. Finally she turned the power on and her hips jumped on the bed at the jolt of pure pleasure that ran through her body. “More, pleeeeeeeease more,” she begged loudly. The big plastic dick slid teasingly down her slit. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted softly as she saw the pool boy in her mind sliding his cock toward the entrance to her womb. “I need you soooooooo bad baby,” she crooned. The cock stilled just at the entrance and she held it there. “FOR GOD’S SAKE, PLEASEEEE GIVE IT TO ME,” she cried out. Then Alison’s own hand plunged the big cock into her womanhood. “YESSSSSSSS,” she hissed, “YESSSSSSSSSSSSS.” Slowly she began to fuck herself with the big black dildo, thrusting her hips to meet each of the thrusts of the cock. Finally she turned the vibe on and it gyrated inside her as she continued to let it fuck her thoroughly. Her breathing became strained as she neared her own orgasm. “Fuck, yesssssss,” she hissed as the cock thrust against the frontal wall of her vagina, “Ohhhhhhhhhh god, I’m cummminggggggg Baby.” And her body jerked upon the bed as the pleasure cascaded through her body.

Alison’s orgasm was intense. Yet she didn’t let up on the fucking motion of the vibe. She continued to plunge it deep inside her before withdrawing it again, and again, and again. The vibrations as they hit her clit sent shivers down her spine. She held the vibe at the base with both hands and drove the massive cock home hard again and again and again. Until finally she threw back her head and cried once again, “Ohhhhhh fuck, I’m cummming again!!!!!!!!!!” Finally she let the cock go, with it still vibrating deep inside her as she writhed upon the bed in her orgasm. Her fingers released the clothes pins and another wave of pleasure flooded her body at the same time as pain throbbed in her nipples. Suddenly her hands were massaging her nipples, easing the pain as the blood rushed back into the hard tips of her breasts. Finally she turned the vibrator off, leaving the big cock inside her as she caught her breath. Well, her planned lovemaking with John had been a washout…but as ever, her trusty toys hadn’t let her down. She grinned as she lay looking at the ceiling as her body recovered.

 

[prometheus 2]

Nicholas

Taking two steps at a time Nicholas climbed the stairs his long slim legs taking him to his appartment at the top. He opened the door and once inside flopped down on the edge of the studio bed out of breath. He had just returned from a two mile jog around the campus his daily routine as he had no morning classes this quarter. Having caught his breath he got up and stripped off his jogging suit and stood naked in front of the mirror.

He liked what he saw as he felt it was important to keep in good shape and his tall lanky frame was proof of that desire. A flat firm stomach, muscular arms and a healty glow on his tan face. His denium blue eyes had the sparkle of youth, and his blonde hair was curly and shinny, trimmed to just an inch above his scalp. At 6' 2" he was what every young man his age (18) wished they were and every young girl wished she had. his feet were maybe a bit big (size twelve) but then he was big in another area too which was often evident as he liked to wear soft tight faded jeans.

He and went to the frig and found a stick of celery to chew on as he got ready to do some studying for his astronomy class after lunch. opening his books he groaned as he had put an issue of playboy in the middle of his text books yesterday during a boring lecture in biology. the centerfold this month was a buxomy blonde with blue eyes (like he paid much attention to them ) and his gaze soon moved down to her smooth shaved pussy. Her hips thrust forward hiding nothing and inviting all.

"Now, how in the hell was he going to get any studying done he groaned as he felt his arousal begin.

Gloria, her name was, the centerfold that was and Nicholas whispered her name as he turned the magazine slightly trying to see more of that delightfull pussy.

"Gloria..... I bet you sure know how to fuck!" his voice suddenly turning very lusty with desire.


"YESSSSSS"

Nicholas cocked his head had he heard something a female voice not from the magazine but from across the room, from the closet. Was he loosing his
mind? Did he need to get laid or what?

He listened ,he heard it again.

" YESSSSS, OH GOD GIVE IT TO ME!

Louder this time and definately coming from behind his closet doors. He got up and quitely stepped toward the doors, half expecting the blonde bombshell to pop out.

" Fuck Yessss"

This time it was a hiss of sensous need he heard and he slowly opened the closet doors. His clothes on hangers greeted him and he frowned in diasppointment. Had it all been his imagination what the hell was going on here? still... he pushed the hanging clothes to the side and peered into the darkness. In the back of the closet a circle of light coming through a hole the size of a quarter caught his attention. Another room on the other side. Yes that was where the sound came from, the other room. quietly he moved into the closet and squated down to look through the hole

"Oh my god." he almost said out loud but put his hand over his mouth and caught his breath. In the room beyond he saw her , not his blue eyed blonde magazine girl but even better than that. A real live woman naked on her bed fucking herself with a big black cock toy.

Nicholas couldn't believe this was happening but his cock did as it sprang up and out bumping against the closet wall like a dogs tail wagging waiting for some attention from its master. Letting out the breath he had been holding for what seemed like forever Nicholas brough his hand down and began to stroke his anxious cock while he watched the erotic view in the other room.



" OHHHHH God I'M CUMMMMMINGGGGGG Baby"

He heard her scream as she pushed and pulled relentlessly at the dildo, while her body jerked spasming out of control. Was the show over Nicholas wondered as he continued to stroke himself?

His question was immediatly answered as the woman contined to plunge the toy into her vagina. He watched it slde in and out covered with the slick wet juices of her climax urging her on to another.

Nicholas was just gettin started however. He felt the precum moisten the tip of his cock and rubbed it around with his other hand while he continued to pump his hard shaft.

" Ohhhhh Fuck I"m cummmming again!!!!!!![/I

Nicholas pumped harder and faster trying to finish with her but it wa no use she had gotten too much of a head start on him he dropped his cock and watched her body relax totally satiated the black cock toy still vibrating inside her as she smiled, directly at him it seemed.

He jerked away from the peephole and backed out of the closet bumping his head on the overhead rod. " Shit!" he swore out loud as he put his hand on the back of his head and stumbled to his bed. He looked down at his disappearing erection and groaned still horney as hell. Reaching over to his desk he grabbed the mzgazine. Turning to the centerfold trying to arouse himself so that he could finish. what he started in the closet he slowly began to stroke himself but it was no use the centerflod picture just wasn't getting it. He threw the magazine down and seeing the morning sun streaming into the open closet, he thought again of the woman in the other room.

"God if she were here, oh god." He stroked harder and his arousal began to start, his cock lengthening and thickening. He closed his eyes and brought back the image of her fucking herself on the bed her hips arching her head thrown back.

"Yesssss"! he said out loud Yessss baby!!!" he closed his eyes and imagined his cock sliding in and out of her glistening pussy. "Yess, fuuuuck me, fuck me hard!!!" he said his voice rising not caring if he was heard. Pumping now with both hands one ramming against his balls and the other spreading the precum that had collected again at the tip rubbing it in to the sensitive area around the throbing head he continued his hands becoming a blur his cock straing for release. "Ooh god I'm cummmingggg!!!! he screamed out as he felt the hot liquid surge up his shaft and out onto his naked body. His eyes still closed he was imaging his cock inside that hot wet pussy filling it up with his cum. He smiled a very satisfied smle and relaxed against the pillow.

 

[mya]

Alison

As Alison laid there on her bed recovering from her intense orgasms she heard a thump come from the closet. At that precise moment she remembered the hole at the back of the closet, originally put there by accident when John had been using a drill to repair the rod inside the closet. John was definitely not a handyman with any of his tools—the problem was not just contained to the one between his legs.

She smiled a wicked grin as she realized the young man had probably found the hole too and had quite a show. Her body reacted instantly with a new flood of warmth between her thighs. And she crept from her bed and into the closet to press her eye to the hole. At least he was no longer in his closet, and luckily the door was wide open. She saw the discarded Playboy on the floor, and the big strapping young man laying naked on his bed with his huge erection waving in the air. His chest and abs were absolute perfection, though Alison concentrated more on his muscled fore arm as he jerked his thick hard cock with his hand. Pre-cum glistened on his tip and Alison licked her lips.

His hissing moans filled the air. "Yesssss"! he said out loud Yessss baby!!!" he closed his eyes. "Yess, fuuuuck me, fuck me hard!!!" Alison groaned as her own fingers again slid between her thighs to slowly diddle her clit. As his body stiffened, she watched him closely…soon spurts of gooey sperm sailed through the air and landed on his chest as he cried out, “Ooh god I'm cummmingggg!!!!” Alision worked her swollen sensitive nub harder and faster, eager to join with him in his release.

“Ohhhhhh god,” Alison echoed back in a whisper as she stood with her eye against the peep hole, “I’m cumming toooo!” And her body was convulsing once again with the freeing pleasure of her third orgasm that morning. She stood watching his naked body for some time afterward, watching his hard cock slowly whither. God what she wouldn’t give to march in there and see if she could get him up again! Get a hold of yourself Alison. He’s just a kid…one of John’s students no less. And he’s boarding here! It would never do to complicate our living arrangements.

Instead, Alison gathered up her favorite blue silk bra and matching briefs, tugged on her robe and headed across the hall to the bathroom for a shower. As she closed the door she didn’t bother to lock it. A habit she’d had for a long time now. She slipped from her robe, turned on a pelting shower, and climbed into the large luxurious multi-headed shower. She loved how the hard spray of water assaulted her nipples and if she spread her pussy lips just so, it would torment her clit too. She often got off that way. Today was no exception. Her mind remembered the hot young stud in her spare room as she let the water work its magic on her body. Her orgasm would be slow coming now as she’d already had three within the last hour…but that was perfectly fine with Alison. For they had plenty of hot water, and she was able to enjoy the sensations for that much longer. Luckily John’s income did afford her the luxury of not working, so she was not in a rush to go anywhere.

 

[prometheus 2]

Nicholas

He awoke with a start. Had he just dozed off or had he been sleeping a long time and this whole erotic experience been just a dream. He looked down at the white splattering of cum starting to dry in the curly dark hairs on his chest. The discarded magazine lay on the floor and the closet door stood open. It had been all too real. It had to be more than a dream. He jumped up and went to the closet.

Light shown through the peephole and he put his eye expectantly to it. Sure enough a bed lay on the other side of the wall, the rumpled sheets and discarded red silk nighty brought back the image of the woman he saw earlier bringing herself to orgasm before his very eyes. The big black cock toy lay glistening still wet with her slick pussy juices, at the foot of the bed. But where was she? The room seemed empty. Who was she? This mysterious wild and wanton woman. John, his professor had told him there were no other boarders. He had no children, it was just him and his wife who lived here.

Johns wife! No way, The vision he saw was a beautiful young vibrant woman. she couldn't be married to that old goat.

Nicholas strained to see or hear her in the next room, and then he heard the shower start in the hallway bathroom. His cock sprang to attention at the thought of her in the shower and throwing all caution to the wind Nicholas slipped out of the closet and grabbing a towel snuck quietly down the hall. He kneww he was alone in the house with a very horney woman He didn't know just what he was going to do but he had to have at least one more look at her naked body. The bathroom door was unlocked and he slipped inside. He drew in his breath and almost groaned outloud at the sight of her body silouetted against the wet translucient shower curtain. He resisted the urge to throw the cutain open and join her whatt would she say what would she do he had no experience with women here he was the oportunity of tha lifetime ahead of him and he was a fucking virgin. He glanced around and saw that by looking in the cabinet mirrored door over the sink he could see her through a small gap in the curtain next to the wall. At least he could watch her watch and wish.

He stepped forward carefully and adjusted the mirror and smiled as he saw her just inches away the water cascading down pulsing against her breasts beating against her hardened pink nipples flowing down her tummy to course through the trimed red hair around her swollen pussy.

He let out a breath that he had been holding and looked down at the image of his cock in the mirror, stiff and throbing demanding attention. His hand went down and slowly began to stroke it to greater hardness length and girth, as he alternately shiftted his gaze to her uplifted passion filled face, her turgid breasts, her glistening pussy.

 

[prometheus 2]

bump!

A *bump* for mya
which in fact
shows a tacky
lack of tact

the bottom line
if you must ask
is simply that I
want you back

 

[mya]

OOC - Give me til next week Nooner, and I'll post again...I promise!

Thank you for the kind welcome back and best of all I loved the poem!

 

[mya]

Alison

Alison finished shampooing her hair, letting the water tangle with her long red locks and cascade down her back. She slicked the water out of her eyes and enjoyed the refreshing clean smell of the shower gel as she soaped up her bare hands. Slowly and sensuously she slid her palms down each arm before setting them on her shoulders and sliding them down her breasts. She spent extra time letting her slippery palms circle her globes, washing them thoroughly before sliding her palms down and between her thighs to carefully wash all evidence of her earlier orgasms from her slit. She delved a soapy finger between her lips and slid it all the way back to her rose bud. Carefully turning in the shower so as not to slip, she bent fully over at the waist and washed her ass and rosebud carefully. She straightened again and let the water spray all over her 5’8” body, the water sluicing off of her 36C breasts and running down her trim tummy and between her thighs. The water drenched the trimmed patch of red pussy hair that remained as a border to her slit. Finally she turned off the shower and opened her green eyes as she reached outside the shower for her towel. “Hmmm, that’s odd,” she commented to herself as she felt a cool rush of air across her body. “John?” she called softly, wondering if perhaps he was responsible for the cool air in the bathroom. Perhaps he had come home from the university early afterall and had slipped into the bathroom to relieve himself. However, when she received no answer, she shrugged her shoulders and simply forgot about it.

She dried quickly and then dressed in her silk bra and panties before pulling on a pair of old snug jeans and a tight blue tank top. She brushed her hair, coaxing the natural wave into a soft curl, before adding some mascara and lip gloss. That would do. She had a few errands to run today, and a couple of odd jobs around the house. She’d start with some grocery shopping and then see what she felt like doing from there. She left the wet towel in a heap on the bathroom floor and trotted out of the bathroom, down the stairs and into the kitchen. Her bare feet padded softly on the tile floor. She put a pot of coffee on to brew and then began to rummage in the fridge to see what she had for breakfast. She hummed softly in the kitchen as she went to work on preparing a toast and an omelet for breakfast. Afterall, she had worked up quite the appetite with her morning activities. Her mind wandered to the hunky young man she’d watched jerking off earlier—he was obviously their new boarder. She wondered if he’d show up for a bite to eat himself. She tossed a couple more eggs into the omelet just in case. She really did have to make a point of introducing herself the first chance she got.

 

[prometheus 2]

Nicholas

He shivered as the cold water drenched him resisting the impulse to turn it to hot.

"Cold water thats what he needed. The colder the better."

He was still hot his cock fighting to maintain its rigidity. Finally it subsided and he finished washing and checking the hall way headed for his room. He heard the noise of pans clatteing downstairs and breathed a sigh of relief. She was downstairs and his body was returning to normal.

"Hell he didnt know what normal was anymore not since he had returned from his joging this morning he thought, remembering the events of the last hour or so. His whole life had taken a new turn after viewing the professors wife in the room beyond his closet and his reaction to her blatent display of sexual arousal and release ...and then his own and then again in the shower as he watched her again bring herself to a tumultuous climax. It had been too much for him to handle as he took his burgeoning problem in his hand and began again to find his release. He had almost gotten there, almost over the edge... two more strokes... and then he had heard the water stop and he knew he was going to get caught with his pants down, hell with no pants on at all, his pants down and his cock up. He had grabbed his towel that had fallen to the floor and got the hell out of there to the safety of his room until he heard her bedroom door shut and her footsteps on the stairs. Then he looking down at his still hard dick decided a cold shower was definately in order.

In his room he put on clean clothes. tight jeans and a school sweatshirt. He pulled on his sneakers oh shit he forgot his briefs, too late now he had his nerve up it was too late to start over. He needed a plan, sooner or later he'd have to confornt the lady of the house and the sooner the better, otherwise he'd worry himself to death about the chance of meeting her unprepared. If he had to go into the lions den... he grinned. More like the tigers cave he thought again of her bouncing breasts and redhaired pussy, her cries of pleasure and her purring satisfaction. she was indeed, a tiger.

No more of that kind of thinking he told himself just go down there and pretend nothing has happened, just introduce yourself and start over after all she's the professors wife. Best you stay clear of her, find some cute little freshman hottie and get laid for gods sake play it safe."

He was ready, he took a deep breath and slowly headed down the steps to the kitchen. He was in control as he looked up.

"Good morning Ms..... why you must be Johns wife. I'm Nicholas his astronomy student." He stuck out his hand trying not to undress her with his eyes, finding it hard to do as he'd seen her naked twice already in the last hour.

 

[mya]

Alison

Alison turned from the stove at the sound of his voice and let her eyes trail over his body. So this was the guy, the hunk-a-hunk-of-burning-love, in the flesh. She stuck her hand out and shook his hand, holding it extra long as she continued to examine his hard young body. “Pleased to meet you Nicholas. Or do you prefer Nick? Please—call me Alison.” She kept right on firing questions as she raised an eyebrow and carefully checked out the well-worn crotch of his tight jeans.

“An astronomy student eh? Does that mean you can make all the pretty young co-eds see the stars when to take them to the moon and back?” She chuckled softly as she watched him flush a bit. She decided to let him off the hook as she turned back to the stove to put the finishing touches on breakfast.

“Have a seat Nick. I’ve got an omelet and some sausages ready and both have your name on them. You’ll need a good breakfast..” she paused. She had been about to finish the sentence with “after your work-out this morning” but caught herself before she totally embarrassed the young stud. Instead she finished her sentence with, “before going to class.”

She placed two plates on the table across from each other and then returned to grab the coffee pot. “Sit, sit,” she commanded as she patted the chair closest to her. Nick slipped quietly into the chair, and she purposely leaned closer as she poured him a cup of fresh strong coffee. “I hope you like it strong and hot. That’s my favorite—strong and hot.” Suddenly the picture of Nick’s strong and hot body as he jerked-off that morning filled her brain. Her breast pressed into his shoulder briefly before she scooted back around the table to pour her own coffee. Finally she sat down across from Nicholas. “Feel free to eat and run Nick. I know you’ve probably got a class to run to. And if it’s John’s class, you’d better not be late. He’s a stickler for punctuality. He deducts marks for tardiness. Yep, my husband is a old stickler about some things.”

 

[prometheus 2]

Nicholas

yes, ..yes, Your... husband is a stickler. He rplied nervously. Here he was, almost touching
her, so close he could reach out and fondle one of those soft round breasts or pat her round firm bottom.
He held his coffee cup to keep his hands from doing something improper, bringing it to his lips.

Ouch.! He yelled as steaming coffe burned his lips. He dropped the cup spilling its contents on himself, the table and the floor. "Oh my god! I'm sorry." he cried and grabbed a towel from the counter to wipe up the mess. Alison had grabbed it to and for a moment they tugged at it, their eyes meeting.

"Here let me do it!"

"No let me!"

"No its my fault!"

"No! its my table!"

"No! they're my pants."

They both burst out laughing and Nicholas looked in her gorgeous green eyes. Even though he had seen her naked and watched her finger fuck herself twice already today. he became extremely aroused. Just looking in her eyes made him want to take her in his arms and make love to her. The situation wasn't helped by the fact that he had spilled some of the coffee on his pants and without underwear on his now stiff cock tented out straining against the taut cloth. He clutched at the towel to bring it against his apparent discomfort, but Alisons hands still held it and followed the cloth as it came against his erection.

Oh! poor boy." she chortled. "Poor boy."

Nicholas watched her stare not knowing just what or who she was refering to, and blushed profusely. his cock under his wet pants against the towel held by her hand felt as if it had been struck by lightning which only made it harder. He pulled away.

"No!" he said "I mustn't.... be late!"

 

[mya]

Alison

Alison’s hand rested against Nicholas’ crotch, feeling the erection he was sporting. She hadn’t intended to feel him up, but once her fingers felt his growing cock, she hadn’t been able to simply pull her fingers away either. It was good to know she wasn’t the only one effected by their proximity. Keeping her fingers on his cock seemed a good way to gauge how far he’d let her go, so she didn’t move them at all.

Finally, Nicholas pulled away as though her fingers burned him. Quickly she was reminded of the circumstances that led to her hand on his cock. “Oh God Nicholas, I hope you were not burned by the coffee. You know boiling or near boiling liquid can cause fairly serious burns. Perhaps you’d better remove those pants and let us check things over. You know, just to make sure you’re not seriously injured?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine, really!” he exclaimed quickly as though shy about having her see him let alone touch him again.

“Come now Nicholas,” she admonished lightly, “I’m old enough to be your mother. Think of me as your mother.” She watched his face for some reaction that would tell her if he could think of her as his mother or not. She sincerely hoped not.

“If you won’t take your pants off in the name of your safety, at least take them off so that I can soak them for you to get the coffee out before the stain sets.”

She held out her hand, while the other rested on her hip. She tapped her toe as though impatient for him to do as she asked. The truth was it was a game for her—she was curious if he’d drop his drawers or not.

“Gosh Nicholas. You’re a shy one aren’t you. It’s no big deal you know…a body is a body is a body. It’s totally natural.”

Alison decided it couldn’t hurt to throw in the old adage, “You don’t have nothing I’ve never seen before you know.” Her mind quickly remembered just how well she’d seen it too—when he’d jerked off earlier that morning.

“Very well, you leave me no choice, let’s say tit for tat then eh? Afterall in all fairness, if I expect you to take your pants off, I should be willing to do the same I suppose.”

Slowly Alison popped the button on her jeans. Nicholas was all eyes. Good. She had him exactly where she wanted him. Next she unzipped the fly and wiggled her hips as she slid the denim over her hips and thighs. As they slid lower her hands followed, and she presented her ass in the air. My royal blue brief briefs slid up the succulent globes of her ass. Finally she stepped from the jeans and stood up before him with only her see-thru panties covering the lower half of her body. She swung the jeans from a belt loop hooked over her finger as she cockily challenged him.

“See, nothing to it. Your turn.” Alison flashed a Cheshire cat smile and waited to see if he’d follow suit or chicken out.

 

[prometheus 2]

Nicholas

Nicholas listened to her, astonished. She was treating him like a little boy first, and then teasing him like some silly school school girl. he pulled his shoulders up and squared off in front of her. From somewhere he got the courage to say

"Ok honey two can play that game."

He kicked off his shoes and smoothly dropped his pants. His erection stood tall stiff pushing out against his bikini briefs the tip of his cockhead protruding from the elastic waitband. He leaned down and picked up his pants holding them out to her

"Is this what you want?" he taunted. "Or this?" he pulled his pants away from her outstrtched hand and saw the startled look on her face as her hand brushed his erection.He knew he had the upper hand untill.....

Her look of shock turned into one of coqetishness as she ran her hand down the length of his cock and then returning to the waistline of her blue silk briefs, she seductively slipped them downward untill a whisp of red hair appeared above the hem.

"My turn?" she whispered.

Somehow Nicholas managed to nod his assent. she wiggled her bottom and turned away from him sliding the whispy material over two delightfull firm globes of suculent flesh. She looked over her shoulder to watch His reaction and smiled when more of his huge cock appeared above the hem of his briefs straining to be set free. In one motion she slipped out of her panties and swung them playfully in the air.

"My turn?"

Nicholas said his voice catching in his throat. "Yessss!" Alison hissed as she let her panties fly in his direction and stood facing him her legs spread her red curly hair moist with her arousal. her hand went between her legs to cup her pussy one finger sliding into the slit.

Not to be outdone Nicholas freed his pulsing cock and let his briefs drop to the floor. With a wicked smile on his face he grabbed his cock and began to stroke it as he watched Alisons fingers disappear between her swollen labia. They were both caught up in the throes of their own pleasure. Tthey hardly noticed the sound of the car pulling up. "OH SHITTT!!!! they said in unison when they finally realized that John had returned home.

"IT'S JOHN!!!!! he'll kill me they screamed together again."

NO! Me!, not you! they said looking at each other and then laughed as Nichlas gathered up his clothes and headed for the pantry. Alison quickly pulled on her jeans leaving her panties on the floor alngside of Nicholases briefs. "Oh shit." she said as she tried to push them under the table.

Too late, John burst into the door. he looked at Alison her face flushed from her near climax and the excitement of being almost caught. "Oh my dear he said. "Are you feeling ill, perhaps you should lay down for a spell I see you've been doing laundry, you know how the heat affects you."

Alison found her voice. "Why, John she said sweetly what brings you home so early.

"I forgot some of my notes. By the way dear, have you met our new border, his name is Nicholas. Wake the dear boy up and feed him some breakfast will you. He's a brilliant student and very handsome I might add but he needs to eat to keep up his energy you know how these young studs are. Invite him to have dinner with us tonighI have so little time to talk to him during the day. I think you'll like him. Oh and don't bother to cook I'll pick up some chinesse food. Just make yourself pretty for our new border" Having said that he picked up his notes he had left on the refrigerator and hurried out the door.

Nicholas stuck his head out of the pantry door a sheepish grin on his face.

"You almost got us killed they said in unison."