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36F hotwife in Texas. It is the four week mark since my husband went on deployment overseas. We discussed me still having meetups while he is gone as long as he gets all of the dirty details. This would be a first for me and I was not completely comfortable with the idea. I was trying to keep my mind off of it by focusing on work and kids to be a good girl.
Everything was going as planned until this past weekend when I was overseeing an open house at a condo on Saturday. The owners had already moved out so it was bare except for a few decorations. As things would go I happened to be wearing my same lucky jeans from the qos super bowl party. When I realized it I started to think back to all of the things I did and was getting really wet. That was really the last time I had sex and it had been too long. My husband and I had been talking about it the previous night when we chatted. It was such an amazing time for both of us.
My concentration was broken when I heard someone enter the front door. My eyes want to the husband immediately. He was tall and a very handsome blackman. I introduced myself and shook both of their hands. I couldn't help but notice the husband had a really large hand shake and looked familiar.
I walked them through the condo, stopping to point out key features. I kept catching his eyes on me when I would face them to talk. I felt like he could see right through my jeans at my soaked pussy underneath. I wanted to be respectful so I tried to look at his wife as much as possible. Telling myself he is married and not interested. We finished up the walk through and I gave them my information on their way out.
I couldn't stop thinking about the guy, wondering if he had been one of the guys at the party. He looked and sounded very familiar. Could he have been the guy that first pulled down my jeans that day? I squeezed my thighs together and moved them back and forth as I pondered the possibility. I picked up the pace as I remembered taking all that big cock. How good it felt. How many times the various guys brought me to orgasm and that voice of his. Within a few minutes my legs were shaking from a huge orgasm. I released my thighs and made my way to the restroom to tidy up.
On my way home from the open house I called my friend that organized the party. She confirmed that there was a Tevin at the party and gave me his number. I was shocked when I compared it to their information and it was a match. It was him for sure and I remembered the things he made me do with his bbc. Had he not recognized me? I was literally wearing the same jeans he had peeled off of me that day. Not sure where to take it from here. I do have my birthday coming up and my husband is making plans with Daniel.
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