Check on Emma

Sam walked over and opened the door slowly. Emma lay across the bed with her eyes closed and her body bare to the world. The fading light of the setting sun shining through the bedroom window cast shafts of light across her flesh, illuminating and framing her firm perfect tits. One hand caressed her firm breats, her fingers pinching her nipples as the fingers of her other hand pumped in and out of her sopping pussy.

Sam watched her, mesmerized by the sight of his beautiful woman pleasuring herself. Finally, he cleared his throat to let her know he was there.

Her eyes snapped open, her body briefly closing in on itself as she tried to hide herself, until she saw him. Realizing it was Sam, and not Mike, Emma stretched back out, letting her hands drift back over her body as she looked him in the eyes and licked her lips.

“Why, hello there Sam,” She purred. “Enjoying the show?”

He shifted nervously as he nodded his head.

“Well, you should come join me then. I’d love some more of the yummy cock of yours,” she said seductively.

“Ah, I don’t know if that’s a great idea,” Sam stuttered, suddenly remembering Mike just downstairs.

Emma’s lips curled into a pout, and she folded up again, her eyes suddenly hurt.

“Oh, you probably have one of my daughters waiting for you in your room, don’t you. I know I can’t compete with their young bodies, I’m just a used up old woman, aren’t I,” she whimpered.

“What!? No, you’re gorgeous. I don’t know what kind of bullshit Mike has been feeding you, but you are a fucking goddess,” Sam replied. “And after what you did in the hall earlier, I’ve been thinking about fucking you all afternoon.”

“Really, is that what you were thinking about when you were getting your dick sucked by my daughters in the pool,” she asked, shifting to a sitting position and leaning forward to bring her tits back into the shaft of light?

“You, you saw that,” Sam gasped in surprise?

“Yes, I did. Both my little girls passing your big hard cock back and forth. Worshipping it with their hot little mouths. I bet they’re both laying in your bed right now, with their legs spread, their pussies dripping, just waiting for you to fuck their brains out,” she whispered as she crept towards him on the bed until her body was perched on the edge of it.

“Is that what you were thinking about when I walked in? Thinking about your daughters fucking me,” Sam asked as he stepped towards her. Letting his eyes devour every inch of her beautiful form.

Emma merely smiled, then stood and wrapped her arms around him. Bringing their lips together in a deep kiss. Their tongues danced while their hands drifted over each other’s bodies. Sam broke the kiss and then pushed Emma backward.

She fell back with a little squeal to land on the bed, Sam standing over her. She looked up at him with a grin.

“Are you going to ravish me now, Sam,” she cooed?

“God, I want too. But Mike is just downstairs, he’ll catch us,” he whimpered.

“My husband is in his favorite chair, dead to the world. I promise he won’t leave it till morning. Besides, you owe me,” she purred as she spread her legs and ran two fingers along her dripping slit. “Eat me, Sam, make me cum the way I made you cum.”

Sam groaned as he watched her. With a brief glance towards the door, and a listen for Mike’s snore, he made his decision.