บททั้งหมดของ My Neighbour's Wife: Text, Tryst, and Trouble: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 16

Cynthia was breakfast. I dined on her cheery sweetness, a taste so divine, it left me wanting more. I was far from recovering from the wonderful session I had just experienced with Cynthia, but even with all the breathtaking climax that I had given her, Cynthia's breathing was even.I had my gaze to the ceiling, the pleasurable ache still washing over me when Cynthia turned and propped herself up on her elbow.Her eyes were on me with a smile when she asked, "Who taught you how to fuck?""Didn't know it was something you learnt," I said with a grin on my face. I looked at her to see she wasn't satisfied with what I had just said. "Why?"She squinted her gaze and her smile broadened. "Because now I feel jealous for whoever taught you all those amazing skills. You move like a man on a mission. Those hip movements you make, I never knew I had more than one right spot."I chuckled. "Surely, I'm not that good. You're just trying to make me out to—""You have no idea," Cynthia said. "That's

“The receptionist straddled the CEO,” Vanessa, my coworker, said to me the next day as she sank down next to me on the sofa.I lightly shook my head and stared at her. “What?”She gave me a look. “You've not been paying attention.”Honestly, I hadn't. My mind had been on the previous day's conversation with Cynthia, and her need not to commit.“I'm sorry,” I said.“Nah,” Vanessa said. “No need for that. Clearly, you're not interested in my hot juicy gossip, else your focus would be here. Tell me. Spill. What has you all confused and this distracted?”I didn't want to tell Vanessa about Cynthia seeing Cynthia wanted it to be kept secret for whatever reason.“Would you believe me if I said it was nothing?” I said.Vanessa shook her head. “Not a chance in hell. First, you keep me waiting for you at work, just when I get home and decide to get some rest, you show up looking like one who's lost.”“Honestly, it's nothing. And I heard everything you said about the receptionist.”“Did you now

Hungry, I grabbed Vanessa and made her sit astride me. I brought my lips crashing on hers in a wild raging kiss, one in which we moaned and groaned with desire's spark.I sent my hand between her legs, and touching her right at her rosy garden, I found her wet with desire.My lips found her at the base of her neck and, “Ahhhh,” were the words that escaped her lips.Vanessa removed her blouse and staring at me were her plumpy breasts, begging to be touched. I knew she could feel my aching need pressed against the fabric of her wet panties, begging entry.I massaged her breasts and was about to bring my lips to it when Vanessa said, “I said fuck me. I didn't say suck them.”“Didn't know they were sacred,” I said.“They are not. Just stop torturing me with your rod and shove that right into me.”I went wild.I rolled Vanessa so that her back was onto the sofa. She looked at me with a grin as I gently pushed her panties aside, not bothering to remove it, I shoved my dick in her.“Yes,” wa