This story is a bit more taken than the rest, but is also a continuation of my story about giving my married friend a blowjob by the lake, but I also think it's even hotter than the morning's rendezvous :)

My friend had a couple of meetings to get through but invited me back to his house once they were done. The house he shares with his wife and kids, who were up at his wife's parents place. I've been there before and let me tell you - there's not much more that could turn me on than to think about fucking a married man in his house, particularly in places he'd be often. So I went to work quickly.

I jumped up on his kitchen counter, wrapped my legs around him, and pulled him in for a deep make out session. Hands everywhere, tongues in each other's mouths... The kind that makes you want more immediately. I ripped my jeans off and forced his head between my legs as I laid back and enjoyed his tongue. All I could think about is him walking into the kitchen and looking at this same spot where his wife would be cooking dinner, and he'd think about me instead.

When I was warmed up, I grabbed his hand led him into his living room. I sat him on the couch, a huge couch that faced beautiful floor to ceiling windows which offered a gorgeous view of his backyard. I got done on my knees and brought his cock into my mouth, working my tongue up and down and rubbing his balls. After a few minutes I stopped and asked him if his neighbors were close enough to see inside the windows and he said no. We both were thinking the same thing though - too bad. They'd be getting a hell of a show. I felt him getting closer to finishing, so I told him to take me into his bedroom.

I immediately got on my back and pulled him in as deep and close as I could. His cock is so thick and fills me up in ways I've never felt before, and with each thrust, I thought about him coming back into this bed later that night when his wife got home. As he worked faster and faster to get me to climax, I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his back so he could go as deep as possible, and he filled my pussy just as I let loose.

After a few minutes of getting our breath back, I got dressed, kissed him some more, looked at the wet spot on the bed and told him he should wash those before she gets home.

"Maybe..." He replied, with a smile on his face.