Interlude

I got home about an hour after leaving Danny Dawson but what I hoped failed to come true. Daniel was in the shower when I came in to change my clothes. Bad timing, just after I removed what I had on, Daniel came from the shower, only a towel wrapped around his waist. I still had on the bikini on that I put on after I left Danny.

“Oh Lynn, you’re home!”

The towel around his waist slipped revealing his erect cock. Like it did when I saw his cock my mouth started to water Then I noticed that Daniel’s eyes were wide as he usually was when I was in a bikini.

Without thinking I dropped to my shins in front of his erect cock. I started to kiss the tip of his cock, then opened my mouth letting the head of his cock rest on my tongue.

I looked up at him, locked eyes with Daniel and heard him groaning in pleasure. Then as Daniel got more and more excited he advanced his cock into my mouth. I couldn’t believe it, especially after what Daniel has been doing behind my back, Still I got more excited as his cock went deeper into my mouth. Our eyes refused to leave each other, something that I couldn’t remember doing in such a long time.

Then once more without thinking I worked his cock as if this was our wedding night. Up and down his shaft went my lips. My tongue touched various points of the flesh on his shaft. Even with my lips tight around his cock, I managed to make Daniel know that sucking his cockstill turned me on. “MMMM!” that were countered by Daniel groaning as I worked his cock.

Then it happened, Daniel untied my bikini top and let it drop to the floor between us. A twitching began in my mouth and a groan that preceded Daniel flooding my mouth with his cum. I got a hold of his cock and managed to get it out of my mouth as Daniel sent a squirt of hot creamy white cum over the right side of my mouth, I hoped Daniel had drops left that he could coat my tongue with.

Unfortunately he didn’t, nor did he say anything to me, just removed his softening cock from my right hand and left the bedroom going back to the bathroom. All I could do was sit there with the cum dripping onto my right breast, smiling as if I was a slut that was just pleasured.

So I got my phone out and took a picture of myself like that and sent it to Daniel, hoping that he would remember that at one time we loved to be with each other.