Candy has lunch with Andy

Candy made her way to the kitchen, trying to look casual, doing her best to hide the fact that she had just been grinding along a homeless man's thick black donkey cock. When she got there, she found Andy sitting at the table, already eating a serving of the casserole she'd been baking for Meat.

Andy smiled at her as he finished chewing a mouthful and said, "You must have really been working hard! You still look flushed, Sweety! And you're still all wet! Didn't you towel off after your shower?"

Candy's heart raced for a moment, thinking that he might have heard something. "Oh.. You know me! Sometimes I just get a little carried away when I'm... working hard," she replied with a nervous giggle then glanced down to her shirt, seeing that it was clinging to her breasts like a second skin. "I guess I was in a hurry to get out here and see you, Baby! I totally forgot to dry off!"

"I can see that! You're lucky I came home when I did. Your oven timer went off while you were in the shower," Andy explained as he pointed his fork toward the oven. "If I wouldn't have been here to take it out for you, you might have ended up with a big black brick instead of a tasty casserole!" He gave her a teasing smile before he took another bite of his meal.

The words 'big' and 'black' echoed though Candy's head as she moved behind her husband's seat and gave his shoulders a half-hearted rub. "Wouldn't want that," Candy replied as her eyes darted around the room, making sure there was nothing in the room to give away the fact that she'd brought the homeless man into their house. "Did you just stop in for lunch? Or did you take the rest of the day off?" Candy said a little prayer that he hadn't planned to stay home for the rest of the day.

Andy tilted his head back until it rested against Candy's pillowy chest and grinned up at her. "Is somebody looking for an encore performance from this morning? A little afternoon delight?" He laughed as he rolled his head against her soft melons, then leaned his head forward again and shook his head. "No.. I just had to run home and pick something up for work, but then I saw you had this tasty dish all ready for me! Unfortunately, I have to head back in a few minutes."

"Oh good," Candy said a bit too quickly, then added, "I mean, it's good that I got to give a hot meal while you were home, not that you have to go back to work." She leaned forward and kissed the top of his head as he finished off the last of his bowl. "You have a good rest of your day at work and I'll be sure to have something extra tasty for you when you get home tonight!"

"I'm sure you will, Sweety!" He turned his head to smile back at her again when he noticed something by his shoulder. "What's that on your hand?"

Candy's heart stopped as she saw a thick stand of Meat's creamy white cum still clinging to the back of her hand, missed when she wiped her hands on the towel. She slowly drew her hand away, letting a nervous giggle slip out again. "Oh! I must have missed that! Just a bit of lotion!" She made a show of sliding her hands together and working the creamy glob into her skin until it was spread all over her hands and even some on her wedding ring. "Have to keep myself moisturized, you know!"

Andy pushed his chair out from the table and stood up before planting a kiss on Candy's cheek. "You do such a great job taking care of yourself, Candy. You look just as gorgeous as the day I met you." He grabbed his paperwork from the table and paused, adding, "No... You're even more gorgeous now. See you after work, Sweety. Love you!" He gave his wife a loving pat on her perky ass before he went to the door.

"Love you, too, Baby," Candy called out before he shut the door and left for work again. Candy took a deep breath of relief and then looked down at her fingers, now sticky from the thin glaze of semen that she's rubbed into them, before her thoughts went to the homeless man in her guest bedroom again.