Camilla is having her own dream

Across the wall in Alan and Camilla's room, Camilla was off in dreamland as well. She was back experiencing her last anniversary with Alan. Camilla really went all out trying to make it an enjoyable night for herself and her husband. She wouldn't let herself get upset when Alan forgot to book dinner reservations and a night at the hotel in town. She just improvised and made sure that Erica and Jacob would be staying the night at friends' houses.

After preparing a romantic dinner at home, Camilla went to work sluttying herself up to hopefully entice her old husband into a night of semi-satisfactory sex. Occasions like these were one of the few times they have any sort of a sex life. Once her hair and makeup were finished, Camilla set out trying to give herself look like a naughty secretary. She put on a white blouse and made sure several of the top buttons were undone and even decided to forgo a bra. She found a perfectly matching short black skirt that was modest enough to cover her asscheeks and pussy while also teasing any interesting man to want to explore what was beneath it. Really wanting to go all out, she put on a satin black thong and the black stockings that really seemed to get Alan going. She finished off the ensemble with some black high heels.

This would have been a perfect night if everything went as it was supposed to. Maybe Alan was just tired from work because he barely seemed to notice her throughout dinner. Even when they had cream pie for desert (an obvious hint at what Camilla wanted) Alan just seemed to take it in without thought and was eager to turn on the football game.

Camilla did her best to hide her frustration as she washed the dishes. Over the counter she could see into the living room. Alan once again was asleep in front of the tv with a beer in hand. There would be no sex tonight. It took a lot of willpower for Camilla to not scream in frustration or smash the plate in her hand. Maybe this was where they were at in life. Romance was for the young and now it was time to spend the rest of her life with her husband. Stuck in a marriage where any spark that existed died out long ago. Something changed as Camilla heard a voice behind her.

You deserve better.

Camilla knew a man was behind her. For some reason though, it was as if she could not turn around and see who it was. She just stood there slowly continuing with the dishes. She stopped in place as she felt the man come up behind her and embrace her. She stood there in shocked silence as she felt him press his jeans covered wood against her rear and wrapped his arms around her waist. "If he isn't going to give you the satisfaction you need, then there is another man here who will."

The voice behind Camilla sounded so familiar yet for some reason she could not identify who it was. She let out a gasp as as she felt his left hand grope her breast and his right hand slowly move down under her skirt and cup her thong covered mound. She couldn't help but close her eyes and moan as she unconsciously started grind her ass against his crotch when his index finger rubbed up and down her slit. "You are so wet. A pussy like this shouldn't be neglected." As the man leaned forward and started to kiss her neck, Camilla dropped the plate in the sink hand had to grab hold of the counter. Overwhelmed with sexual frustration, Camilla kept grinding against the familiar strangers crotch as his right hand left her pussy and she could hear him unzip his jeans and let them drop to the floor. She cock feel his bare erection now against her ass as his other hand tweaked her erect left nipple. His right hand returned to her hip as he started to hike up her skirt and grind against her bare ass. With quick and deliberate action, the man covered her mouth and pulled down her thong.

Eyes now wide open, Camilla tried to speak up, her voice muffled.

"Shhhhhhh.... we don't want to wake him, now do we?"

Camilla looked at Alan sleeping in the recliner as the stranger rubbed his cock along her lower lips and playfully nibbled on her earlobe. Trusting her compliance, the man removed his hand from her mouth and grabbed her hip as he started to guide his cock head before slowly penetrating her for the first time. He was only halfway inside her yet she felt filled, and she shuddered. He let her adjust to his size before slowly pulling a bit out before penetrating her fully.

He began fucking her slowly, picking up speed steadily over time. Each thrust was hard and deliberate and Camilla stared over sat her husband as this new lover had his way with her. Soon, she was overwhelmed with ecstasy as he pounded away. she could her his ball smack against her ass with each thrust as he bent her over and her chest was now in the sink. Her moans loudly filled the room as his pace quickened, yet her husband never woke. The stranger was close as he pulled her up against him and her blouse was now wet and transparent and covered in suds are they both approached their climax.

The stranger pulled her head back and growled in her ear, "If dad won't give you that creampie you wanted, then I have I will!"

It was too late. As Camilla's eyes went wide at the realization of what was happening, she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her as Jacob said:

Cum for me mom!