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Very late that same evening, long after I had fallen into a deep slumber, Kelly quietly arrived home. She peeked into the bedroom and confirmed that I was asleep, then walked softly directly into the bathroom. She frowned slightly, since there was obviously only one person occupying our bed, but then smiled as she realized that regardless of the sleeping arrangements, it was extremely likely that I had done as she asked. Demanded, even. Kelly knew that her impatience and desire had been obvious on the telephone when she had last spoken to me, although maybe not obvious to their full extent.
She hurriedly stripped off all of her clothes and flung them in a pile on the bathroom floor, and then stepped into the bathtub. She pulled the curtain closed behind her and turned on the warm spray. Swiftly she began to lather herself up with a bar of soap.
The soft hiss of the shower awoke Melissa, who was really barely asleep as it was as her small bladder was in need of relief. She glanced at the clock - 3:30? What the hell? She realized it must have been Kelly, home very late from the bar and feeling that familiar after-club grime. Well, privacy is great, but we're both girls here and I need to pee, she thought to herself.
She silently rose and padded to the bathroom door in her bare feet. Opening it slightly, she called in a low voice, "Kelly, it's Melissa. Mind if I go to the bathroom real quick?"
"Go ahead, I'll be another couple of minutes," Kelly assented from the shower. Melissa pulled her nightshirt out of the way and plopped down on the toilet seat. As she waited for the flow to start, she groggily stared at the floor with squinted eyes, trying not to let the bathroom light blind her. However, just as a warm trickle began to escape, something on the floor caught her attention and she opened her eyes more widely.
She tried to pee quietly as she leaned forward and picked up a dark article from the floor - Kelly's underwear. Melissa noticed a creamy white coating on the crotch of the panties and gasped quietly. Touching it with one finger, she noted that it was still wet. Knowing what she would find, she nevertheless raised her finger to her lips to taste the salty fluid, and her discovery was confirmed. She felt a familiar tingle in her crotch as she suddenly understood exactly why Kelly was taking a shower in the wee hours of the morning...
- COMMENTS
buzzsawlennyabout 2 months agoKelly is such a a transparent skank and if the MC didn't have blinders on from being manipulated he would see through this charade.
Anonymousabout 10 years agoJust discovered your work. Love it! I'm a big cream pie/snowball fan. The first time I went down on my wife after filling her with a load of cream and eating it took her by surprise.....but she got used to it!
beermann5996over 18 years agoI do not care what other people say about the reality or believablity of your stories. Just because someone does not hink it could happen, does not mean that it will not happen. Furthermore, there are people who like to read erotic stories and do not care if the plot is reality. Some stories that are patently false are some of my favorites. I have read almost all of your stories and I have enjoyed everyone that I have read. I hope you keep adding more.
Beer Man
Anonymousover 18 years agojust an excuse to have an affair of her own and itsnot right... it either should all be out in the open or he should lay down the law and really be dominant ...i really think he just needs to take melissaand tell kelly the manipulative bitch to go do what ever she wants as he dont need her sorry ass..if they had talked about it and he knew ok but not behind the back
bearleeover 18 years agoI guess I would agree with Mia and AP but really folks, when you're reading stories on this site do you really think they're real? Anybody ever hear of the word "fiction?"
Not so much on this one as others, but if you don't like a particular category, why do you bother to look at the stories in it. Admittedly, Loving Wives is a stupid name for a category but that's the one they gave it and guess what, the themes are generally the same, not always, but almost. Big shock though to everyone reading 'em I guess.
I can only assume those that read a story in a category they claim not to like must in fact like the subject matter. At least this one isn't loaded with anonymous comments. Maybe the next chapter will be different!
