Monica in lingerie

I look over and see the door to my bedroom has opened. Monica fills the frame. Her thick body is clad in a black transparent bodysuit, her tits pushed up and her nipples visible through the fabric. Her brown wavy hair cascades to her shoulders. Her long pale legs are smooth—freshly shaved just for tonight. It’s hard to tell with the bodysuit covering it, but her pussy looks shaved smooth as well.

She says, “Now that Rachel has you all warmed up, how about you come to bed and fuck your wife?”

She turns around and I watch her big ass jiggle in the thong of the bodysuit. I stare stunned. My wife looked insanely sexy, and she had just caught me getting felt up by another woman.

Rachel breaks me out of my trance. She instructs, “Go fuck Monica like you would’ve fuck me.” Her hand squeezes my cock a final time then pats it. “Maybe another time.” She gets up and walks to her room. I watch her go. Before she closes her door, she drops her robe showing me her toned pale backside, and her tight little ass.

The door closes and I get up and go to my room. Monica is laying down on the bed. She says, “You better make sure this is worth the wait.” She spreads her legs wide.

I army crawl up the bed between her legs. I undo the snaps on her bodysuit and uncover her pussy. I was right. She is shaved smooth. I don’t dive right in but tease her a little, kissing her thighs and the outside of her lips.

Finally I spread her lips and really lick her. As I go down on her, she pulls the straps down on her lingerie and plays with her nipples. When she’s really starting to enjoy it, I insert a finger into her wet opening and keep licking. I lick and suck and fuck her with my finger until she comes moaning into a pillow.

I wipe my face off and move up on the bed near her. Her eyes were closed, she said, “That was great, but I’m done. I can’t take anymore.” She opens her eyes and looks at me. “But you can jerk off if you need to. I know there was a lot of build up tonight.”

“So I don’t get to enjoy you in this sexy lingerie,” I ask.

“You can use it as motivation as you stroke,” Monica teases.

I really need a release, so I start stroking myself. I look at Monica’s tits as they hang out of her bodysuit. They remind me of Rachel’s big tits in the shower. My eyes close and I think of them.

Monica whispers in my ear, “Are you thinking about Rachel? Are you thinking about her thin waist? How your hands would feel gripping her narrow hips? Her long legs spread up in the air? No? You’re thinking about her huge tits. Yeah that’s it. You’re thinking about how her big soft tits feel. How do they jiggle when she gets fucked. How they feel engulfing your dick as you thrust in and out of them.”

I come all over my stomach. Monica gets out of bed and passes me a towel. She changes out of her lingerie into pajamas. She tells me, “It’s okay to have fantasies. I know you’d never cheat on me, but please don’t make me wait for sex.” She crawls back into bed, I lean in to kiss her. She backs away, “I love you but you need to brush your teeth. You went down on me for a while.”

I put on my underwear, grab my toothbrush and mouthwash, and head out to the bathroom for another time.