Didn’t take long

Rachel locked the door behind me with a soft click. The house felt huge and empty around us. She turned, and the look in her eyes said everything before either of us spoke again.

"I’m glad you came," she said, her voice low.

"Me too."

She led me into the living room. I barely made it to the couch before Rachel started moving. She didn’t waste time with small talk. Her hands went straight to the buttons of her blouse, popping them open one by one until the fabric slid off her shoulders and hit the floor. Her bra came next, unclasped and tossed aside. Her tits bounced free, full and heavy, nipples already tight.

Rachel cupped them in both hands, squeezing hard enough to make them bulge between her fingers. She lifted them, let them drop, then bounced them again, watching my face the whole time.

"I’ve been thinking about this since the last time," she said. She turned around, hooked her thumbs in her skirt, and pushed it down along with her panties. Her ass came into view, round and smooth. She bent at the waist, spread her cheeks with both hands, and showed me everything. Her pussy was already wet, lips parted, and she reached back to run two fingers through the slickness before circling her clit.

"Every time he fucks me," Rachel said, voice breathy, "I close my eyes and pretend it’s your cock stretching me open. I think about how deep you go. How you don’t stop until I’m shaking."

She kept rubbing herself, fingers sliding in and out while she stayed bent over. Her tits swung beneath her as she rocked her hips. She looked back at me over her shoulder.

"I missed this cock so fucking much." She straightened up, turned, and climbed onto my lap without waiting for permission. Her bare pussy pressed against the bulge in my jeans. She ground down, smearing wetness across the denim.

Rachel grabbed my hands and put them on her tits. "Squeeze them. Harder." She moaned when I did, rolling her hips in slow circles. "I want you to fuck me in every room of this house before he gets back. Starting right here."

She reached between us, unzipped my jeans, and pulled my cock out. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft, stroking once, twice, before she lifted up and lined the head against her entrance. She sank down in one smooth motion, taking every inch until her ass rested on my thighs.

"Fuck, yes," she hissed. Her pussy clenched around me, hot and tight. She started riding immediately, bouncing hard enough to make her tits slap against her chest. "Don’t hold back. Use me. I’ve been waiting for this." She leaned in, mouth at my ear. "Fill me up before he comes home and has to fuck your sloppy seconds."