Tracy III

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Tracy IIIit’s been almost two months since I last saw Tracy. Her husband had taken them to Spain for a holiday, and what with her being a school administrator, things have a little hectic for her. I did receive a text message off her, stating that she really missed our time together and was looking forward to our next encounter.My work and personal interests, diy and golf, had kept my mind occupied. It was in those quiet moments that my mind would wander back, remembering her sat astride me, the pale light from a candle playing across her body as she moved. More than once I had been caught unawares and had to deal with my arousal.I was at the supermarket when I spotted Tracy’s husband, Paul. We spoke about the usual things, sport, the weather and of course his job. I knew this was his favourite subject, he could waffle on for hours if you let him. That’s when Tracy walked down the isle, she had her arms full of packets of pasta.Dropping them into their trolley, she walked around the trolley and kissed me on the cheek. I kept my composure, and maintained a friendly atmosphere. Tracy had a summer dress on, yellow with small bluebirds on it. Her tan stood out against her dress, Paul said that he wanted to get a magazine and headed off to the front of the store where they were kept, he called back saying that he would catch up with us.“Touch me” she said, I was taken aback, and looked around me, there was an old lady looking at something at the far end of the isle, but that was it. I placed my basket on her trolley, and touched her arm. Tracy moved her trolley to head away from the old lady, as she turned my hand ran over her breasts, there was no bra.“I said touch me, I want your hands on my skin, and not just my arms!” I moved around her , my hand stayed in contact whit her dress, now I held her waist, then I was past her stood on her other side. I wanted to do more. But hesitated, Tracy didn’t. Her hand was on my groin, only briefly, but enough to get the reaction she wanted.“When?” she asked, picking up a tin of something and turning it over in her hand. “Paul’s at a conference next weekend?”“All weekend?” canlı bahis şirketleri I asked, it was my turn to randomly play with a packet off the shelf.“He’s setting off on Thursday evening, and i’m off work Friday?”I was intently staring at the writing on the packet in my hand, Tracy stood so close that I could feel her breath on my face. Tearing my eyes away from the packet in my hand, I looked her straight in the eye.“So Friday morning it is then, now move away from me before I rip that dress right off your back”she smiled as she turned away to put a tin in her trolley.“Make sure that your ready when you get there, because I’m going to suck your cock until you beg me to stop” her eyes blazed at me as she spoke.I left her looking at a tin of beans, and headed to the checkout, I so needed to get home and sort out a few issues. The next couple of days went slowly, as is always the case when your looking forward to something. Thursday evening I received I message from Tracy, I was working in my shed and stopped what I was doing to check my phone.“He’s just set off, and won’t be back until Monday evening!!” I wanted to race round there, but tempered my enthusiasm. i’d already told my wife that I was playing golf all weekend from Friday, and making sure that one of my golf buddies would confirm the story. Friday morning arrived, I had breakfast on my own, my wife had already gone to her mothers, who lived just short of a hundred miles away. My golf buddy rang me just as I was loading the car with my clubs, nosy neighbours, they would tell her that they had seen me load them up and what time I set off.My buddy Chris told me that my wife had rung him before she set off, he laughed at me down the phone.“I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes if she ever finds out what you’re doing pal,” I told him not to worry, and that I was being careful.The drive to Tracy should have been about thirty minutes, I did it in fifteen. The garage door was open, so I drove straight in. her car was parked on the street, I closed the garage door and entered the house via the kitchen.Tracy was sat at her large kitchen süperbahis giriş table, she was not alone. “This is my sister Rachael” seeing the look of confusion I gave her, she explained.“ Rachael knows what’s going on, I told her after we first meeting?” her sister smiled at me knowingly.“ she’ll be our cover, I’ll make a point about it being OK to leave her car here, because we’re going in mine! And she’ll be far too drunk to drive anyway, and it will be fine until she comes to pick it up.”Tracy went on to explain her plan. They would be heading out about twelve o’clock, and Tracy would return about five. Her sister sat drinking her coffee and giving me the eye. Both of them were in their nightshirts, Rachael wore a white long shirt, buttons down the centre, it came just above her knee’s. Tracy wore a satin number, a sort of plum colour, that did nothing to hide her assets.“ What’s in it for me?” asked Rachael. Tracy stood at the sink rinsing out her cup. She turns towards me and smiled.“ because Tracy and I have been sharing everything since forever?”again I looked at Tracy, again with the smile.“I’m going upstairs to shower and get changed” and with that, she left me with her sister.Rachael stood up and walked around the table. She was taller than Tracy by a good four inches, her hair was the same colour and she had dark brown eyes. The nightshirt fitted where it touched. Walking towards me, I felt I was being stalked by a very hungry lioness.I could hear the shower running upstairs, I looked at Rachael nervously.“Don’t worry, Tracy knows, she just didn’t want to watch. I haven’t had sex in a long time.” Rachael was now stood in front of me, her hands had started to undo her buttons. “ my husband has prostate problems, and even when he does get it up, it’s a poor imitation of a hard cock” Rachael had undone all the buttons on her nightshirt, and her hands were sliding up and down her thighs, lifting the shirt, I could see the top of her thighs, they looked toned and tanned.I caught a brief glimpse of her breasts, as the shirt was lifted up. Was pulse was racing and I was tipobet getting a serious erection.Rachael touched my thigh, just below my cock. I gave up resisting, my hands found the opening of her shirt, I slid the shirt off her shoulders. It hung on her breasts momentarily, then she moved her shoulders forwards, and it fell to the floor. Her breasts deserved to be eaten, sucked and licked forever. I lent down and took a nipple in my mouth, her hands ran through my hair as I lifted her up and walked to the table. As I sat her down she undid my jeans, they fell to the floor. I hadn’t worn any boxers, less to take off I thought, just not with her sister.Rachael ran her hands up and down my cock. We kissed as I touched her cunt with my hand, I ran my fingers over her moist lips, opening them. She moved herself to the edge of the table allowing me to move inside with my fingers, first one then another. I moved them slowly in and out of her.We were kissing when her first orgasm hit, she bit my lip as it surged through her. Rachael leaned back as the last of her orgasm washed over her. I lifted her legs a little higher, I touched her lips with the head of my cock, just gently rubbing it along her opening. Rachael gasped as it touched her clitoris, then I slipped inside her.She grabbed my arm as I moved deeper inside her, mouth open she gasped as all of me entered her.Rachael moved with me as I began to slide in and out of her, the sound of her wetness loud in the room. I lifted her knees up and drove deeper.That was too much for me, Rachael was slamming herself against me as I moved inside her, I was coming.“Not inside me, I want it in my mouth” Rachael gasped. I quickly grabbed my cock and withdrew, Rachael dropped to her knees and opened her mouth closing it around my cock before she could even start to suck it I exploded. Rachael took it all, continuing to suck me after i’d finished.I moved back from her mouth, she was driving me crazy sucking it.“Again,” she said.“Don’t be greedy sis” came a voice from the doorway.“I said you could have one chance, and no more”Rachael sat on the floor like a pouting teenager.“You can be a bitch sometimes” and with that Rachael stood up and went off to shower.Tracy walked up to me and kissed me long and hard.“If you ever fuck another woman again… I’ll cut your nuts off” and then she walked over to the stove. “Want a coffee?”……    

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