its all her.....

She cleaned me up and again dressed me in my frilly little pink outfit I only wore for my husband. She sprayed me down with perfume then pulled back the covers on my bed.

She pushed me into bed then slowly stripped out of all her clothes too. She put the camera up and slipped nake into bed beside me. She had never done this in her life but it was also another fantasy of hers.

She pulled our naked bodies close together and she was so turned on from watching all night long her pussy juices ran down my legs. She kissed me right on the lips and guided her fingers down to my shaved pussy lips.

She made out with me like I was one of her old boyfriends. She knew she could try this and never have to worry about me finding out. If she didn't like it, well, that was a fantasy she'd never have again. For twenty minutes Lynn made out with me and finger fucked me till I was as wet as she was.

Then she worked up all her courage and slowly moved her body down. If she went thru with this, she knew she could never turn back.

After thinking one last time, she stuck her tongue out and licked my pussy from bottom to top. She was so worked up, she thought she was going to explode without being touched. For the next five minutes, she learned to lick pussy and she made me shutter on the bed in another reallynice orgasm.

When she lifted up with her face full of my juices, she instantly knew her life had now changed forever.

She would be with other girls and I was the one who let her find out she really wanted that. She had thought of me ever since the one night in high school we both went out in the slutty outfits. She had wanted me that night but was afraid to try, now she fought thru her fear and she wasso glad she did.

Twice more that night she licked my pussy but I never came again for her. At four in the morning, she set my room up like she did last time. She packed all her belongings up and called a taxi. She again locked my door as she left and this time she left me naked on top of my sheets.

My own juices and her juices had soaked my bed in a couple places.

Lynn had two memory sticks full of my pictures. About 500 pictures. She had taken 250 last week, and 250 this week.

She knew they would be her prize possession forever. She caught her plane at 8:30 in the morning and I was still passed out on my bed. At around 10:15, I woke up and just couldn't believe I was in the same situation I was in last week.

I quickly put on my housecoat to go find Lynn, but once I looked at her room and then the clock, I knew her plane had already taken off. I felt so miserable as I jumped into the shower then cleaned up my room before my husband could ever see it.

It took two weeks for me to put everything behind me. I couldn't remember hardly a thing after I got so damn drunk. For two weekends in a row, I didn't know why I woke up in the way I did. I didn't like it but knew I couldn't change anything now.

I finally got back to my normal life, but that barely lasted another two weeks.

Then I started to get sick and prayed it wasn't what I thought it was. I drove quickly to the grocery store and bought the test kit. Tonight after my husband went to sleep I would find out. Neither of us were ready for this, but I might have a surprise for him he really didn't want.

I should have been thinking about the two missing nights, instead, I was worried my husband had gotten me pregnant and we had agreed we'd wait till we were both around 28.

I started to wonder how I would ever tell him. I just prayed once I took the test, it would all be a big false alarm.