He's only a man

Rob couldn't look away, his hand moved to his dick and rubbed vigorously through his pants. Kelly was having a little issue getting the sun dress situated over her ample tits and inadvertently let the display of her perfect ass clad only in those specially bought pink panties go on. Rob had enough of rubbing his dick over the pants and quietly unzipped. He began stroking in earnest, half jerking and half fucking his hand, a little bit of drool dropped into his wanking. Rob was mesmerized and could only jerk and fuck, jerk and fuck, jerk and fuck.

Kelly lifted her sun dress up and finally got it settled down over her breasts as she adjusted the bottom to fall nicely, ending the pantie show. She looked in the mirror and studied herself. Make-up was mostly done before she started working on plating food, all was needed was a quick touch-up. She started her routine humming to herself and half dancing in a silly-too-cute kind of way, she was most pleased with herself.

Rob sped up. He couldn't see the sexy underwear, he couldn't see the small of her back with those perfect dimples. What he could see were those luscious legs and he felt the voyeur of this innocence on display. He felt like he was spying on a top secret project and it raced his heart. Rob sped up. And he sped up more, breath getting heavy.

Kelly wrapped up her touch-up session and was ready to go. Oh wait, I can't see nothing like this, she thought glancing at the mirror again. At first, Kelly went for her glasses, then thinking a little she decided it was a good night for contacts. She hated them, but felt like her glasses made her not ugly, but less desirable. As she finally got the second contact in she caught movement in the mirror.

Kelly spun on her heels, "What are you doing over ther-, OH MY GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING OVER THERE!"

The excitement of getting caught was the last straw. Ropes spurted out of Rob's love missile and left little piles on the floor and door frame. His head tilted back as he continued to shoot, not caring about the predicament before him. When the final rope drizzled and covered his hand, his head descended and he saw the ire and disgust on Kelly's face.

"Are you that much of a fucking pervert? You couldn't let us have one fun night and enjoy time together later? What is wrong with you?" Kelly laid it on hard and really hammered home the humiliation that Rob was feeling. "Put that thing away and clean that dirty mess up! I feel like I need another shower!"

Rob zipped up getting cum on his pants but not realizing it as he stammered, "Baby, you just look so good, and you always hide yourself from me, I just couldn't handle it, my id got the best of me."

"I don't want to hear it right now, CLEAN UP NOW." Kelly left to go to the kitchen doing her best to step over the puddles and stay as far away from Rob as she could.