You have seconds thoughts, so you leave empty-handed

After the events of the last couple of days, you decide that maybe this is a bit too much. So, you put “The John” back on the self and leave the store. You swing by the corner store and grab a bottle of wine and some chocolates, for when Lauren asks you where you’ve been. When you get back home you both enjoy the wine and chocolates before making sweet love to each other.

The next few weeks go by as if nothing had ever happened. You call Lauren one afternoon and tell her you are going to have to work late. She gives you the typical response of, “aww that sucks, I’ll keep dinner warm for you.”

To your delight, what you thought was going to be a late-night, actually turns into an early afternoon. You decide to rush home and surprise Lauren by making you both dinner. When you get home, you are surprised to see her car is already there. Normally she doesn’t get home for another hour. As you open the door, you hear a man’s voice, “Oh yeah…you think you can handle this big cock,” followed by some loud moans that you recognize as coming from Lauren.

Your heart absolutely sinks and you feel like you want to throw up as you make your way towards the bedroom, scared to **** about what you are about to witness. The bedroom door is slightly open, so you quietly look in, fully expecting to catch Lauren in there fuck some other guy. To your surprise, as you peer around the corner, there is no man in the bedroom. Instead, you see Lauren’s laptop sitting on the bed, with some pretty hardcore porn playing. She is sitting in the armchair facing the bed, completely naked, watching intently.

You go to take a step into the room, and as you do, you see is enjoying herself so much she doesn’t even hear or see you, so you decide not to interrupt her. You can feel your cock start to press hard against your pants as you watch this scene, and you can’t help but take it out and rub it while you continue watching her.

As the porn continues to play, she slides a finger up and down the length of her folds, stopping at her clit to let her finger circle for a moment. Then she slides her finger down, she begins to squirm a little, teasing herself. Making herself ready. You watch as she dips her finger inside her, just a little, and pulls it out. The tip is wet and gleaming with her juices. She then slips it into her mouth and tasted her excitement.

As she sucks her own finger, she coats it in saliva. Then she lowers her now lubricated finger and presses it deep inside herself. She begins to work it in and out, rubbing her clitoris with her other hand. She moans as she adds a second finger.

After a few minutes, she pauses. She reaches down the side of the armchair and picks up a slender pink vibrator. The same one you and her have used in your lovemaking many times. She leans back into the chair and gently presses the toy to her glistening pussy, at first rubbing its tip up and down the length of her slit several times until settling in on her clit. She then arches back, her eyes shut. She begins shaking and you can tell it was the start of a small orgasms building

By now you have dropped your pant and are stroking your cock to this sight. She continues staring at her laptop, and inserts the pink vibrator into herself, and slowly pushes it in and out. Her head tilts back as she smiles, a look of relaxation and bliss.

After a few moments, she pulls the vibrator out of her wetness, turns it off, and sets it next to her on the chair. She then reaches down again and pulls up a huge dildo. One you have never seen before. Then it dawns on you, you have seen it. It’s “The John.”

You watch her slide down in the chair. She sets her feet onto the edge of the bed and spreads her legs wide. Once in position, she puts the head of the massive dildo at the opening of her wet pussy. She can't possibly fit that inside her, you think. She corkscrews the tip of the dildo at her entrance, pushing down with both hands. It strains at first, bending rather than entering her. Then, as if her body suddenly opens, it pops in. Slowly, but beautifully, she slides the head of the toy into herself. As the head slowly disappears, she bites her lip in obvious pleasure, and maybe even a little pain. Then she pushes another inch in, and then another, and another until about half of the thing is buried deep inside her.

With the John dildo snug inside her, she no longer needs to hold it with both hands. She then reaches for the pink vibrator. She turns it back on and applies it to her clit--all the while keeping her eyes glued to the laptop. As she watches the porn on the computer, she holds the John inside her, as her hips rock to **** it in and out of her in a slow, steady thrusting motion. With her other hand, she presses the pink vibrator to her clit. She fucks the toy; in and out, in and out.

Your hand is firmly on your dick, matching her tempo.

She begins to moan deeply over the buzzing of the vibrator and the sounds from the porn. Deeper into her, the John stretches her fully, and with each pull back, her pussy contracts and slurps. She stops for a moment, letting the dildo slowly work its way out, before she rams it back home, this time taking every inch of it she can.

She is wriggling so much in the chair it looks like she might fall out of it. Her breasts are heaving now as her hand works the dildo inside her in long deliberate strokes all the way in and all the way out. Over and over she fucks herself with the dildo with the vibrator pressed firmly on her clit. She was ready now, with one final thrust of the dildo, she gets it all the way in. As the fake balls smack against her ass, she throws her head back in the abandon of orgasm.

As she cums, you too shot your load all over the hallway floor.

She lays there for several minutes, her face relaxing, washed in a glow of sweat. Her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath and then slowly returning to normal. Her skin is flush, damp, and the John is still buried deep insider her.

You continue to massage your cock and balls as you drain every very last drop, until she finally stands up, braces her wobbly knees, and then makes her way to the bathroom.

As you hear the shower turn on, you stare into the now empty room. The porno still playing on the laptop, and the vibrator and the John laying on the floor next to the chair. You contemplate what to do next.

You pull up your pants, and start cleaning up the mess you made in the hallway. Suddenly, your phone vibrates. Thankfully, you have it on silent, or else Lauren might have heard it. You look down, and it’s a text message from Lauren.