Sex now!

Kelly's lustful moans drown out the squelching of her pussy as you drive into her faster and harder. The base of your cock springs into renewed rigidness as you summon yet another load. You grip her hips tightly and power stroke the last few thrusts. Just as you throw your head back and unload -

the door opens.

You look to see Mr. O'Brien, eyes wide. Fear descending into the aching rage of betrayal.

Yes, you can see it all perfectly - played out in your mind. You can almost taste the feeling of power.

A boner of devious nature stirs between your legs. You reach down to feel, but suddenly Kelly's hand grips your upper leg.

Her warm breath churns against your bare shoulder.

You look over to see a pair of large, illustrious eyes shining back at you. Even in the dark, Kelly's face is one of heart stopping beauty. Her hand grips and releases your inner thigh, and it feels like she's directly pumping blood into your penis. It feels... hotter than it should be.

Suddenly, you've forgotten the sound of the parking car and entering of the house. All the matters is Kelly's rivers of hair - turned black by the monochromatic nature of moonlight. And her searching hand that seems to inch further inward with each and every squeeze.

Almost unwillingly, you turn your body towards her, delivering your - now rock hard -penis to her soothing grasp. Her hand takes to you as if quenching a thirst with a glass of cool water, engulfing your girth with her palm and exploring your shaft with delicate fingers.

Ragged breath shakes your chest. You surround her in your arms and kiss her. Suddenly you realize how lucky you are to be here, living the reality of this impossible dream. You've stumbled onto a level of intimacy with Kelly that all normal laws of logic and humans and decency would have prohibited. You're best friend's mother.

Another man's wife.

Your climb on top of her. Under the silky covers, both of you are naked. She doesn't waste any time guiding you in. Soon your fists are gripping the covers and her teeth are clamped on your shoulder to muffle squeals.

Before you know it, you're cumming inside her. Cock so deep it feels like it's a part of her anatomy. An integral part that connects her to you. The head of your penis is so sensitive, the slightest shift shocks you with jolts of burning pleasure. Kelly's O'Brien pants beneath you. Eyes shine through a shaking shutter of inky lashes.

You kiss her some more.

Mid kiss you realize that no one came through the door.

"What is it Ryan?" She asks, noticing your distance.