This choice: Alexa has a more fun idea • Go Back...Chapter #8Alexa has a more fun idea by: Lilly   Alexa continues admiring his new muscles, "Wow, this is really... Dfferent," he says, rubbing his hands across his toned chest.
"Ya... definitely different." I agree, cupping my breast again in either hand, the material of my bra brushing against my nipples, causing my breathes to deepen and the resurgence of that heat between my legs.
Alexa's new face takes on a look of concern, and then shifts his gaze to me saying "I think I have to pee." He remains seated, looking at me with curiosity "Do you mind if I..." He hints, gesturing to the bathroom.
"Oh um no go ahead." I respond on impulse, wondering why that wasn't a more difficult decision. "Don't forget to aim," I add lamely as he smirks and walks to the bathroom, his steps heavy and unsure of his new balance.
While the sounds of water hitting linoleum echoed from the side room, I found my curiosity got the better of me. With the heat still eminatting from between my legs, I bent at the knees and fiddled with the straps on these sexy platform sandals, and after several attempts I decided to suck it up and learn to walk like this.
A flush came from the bathrom, but the door remained shut. I wasn't as concerned with that however, as i was with checking myself out. With great concentration and balance I found myself sauntering over to the full length mirror in the corner of the room.
Drinking in my new reflection,I swirled my hip back and forth, watching my skirt flurry in the process. Withmy new manicured fingers I pull up the hem of my skirt and see my panties, and faintly, the outline of my womanhood.
I glance over at the bathroom door, still shut tight. Alexa must have either made a mess, or taken a few liberties. No matter, I return my attention to my beautiful reflection. with one hand still grasping my skirt, I use the other to hook the side of my panties, and begin tugging them downwards. Once past my lovely thighs they drop with little effort, collapsing around my heeled feet. Bending at the knees I remove my panties entirely, a tricky maneuver in these heels and my limited experience. I stand again, putting my panties in the hand clutching my skirt, as my other hand rubs my pussy. The heat from earlier had been persistent, but now my rubbing has evoked a much stronger flame, I feel my fingers getting wet in their efforts. With bravery, I delve a moist finger beyond the brim of my slit, and slide it in as fas I can. I watched in the mirror as my hot step mom fingers herself in front of me. My body now screams for more, and I slide a second finger inside my slit, in and out, in and out. God she is so sexy.. Wait no... I am so sexy. Look at me, I'm a hot & horny MILF. with this my hand finds new urgency, and begins working caster and faster, my vaginal muscles gripping tightly around my manicured digits. I feel amazing, I am Alexa and I love it. By now my legs are weak and I find I'm leaning against the beg frame, my dress no pulled up and is tucked beneath my chin and I'm moaning, my now free hand massaging my clit.
Thus went on and on just climbing until with a load womanly moan I crested the hill and rode it down. The stories about women having multiple orgasms must be true, but as I debated going for it I heard a masculine grunt from the bathroom, followed by flushing. He'd been masturbating, to my moans no less, If I wasn't beet red before I was now. removing my soaking fingers from play and dropping my dress I looked around for how to dry my hands. In a bit of panic I began licking my own juices from myself, finger after finger, and then wiping the saliva on the bottom side of the bed sheets. No sooner than I'd regained my composure, Alexa exited the bathroom. He looked over at me, before going to wash his hands, "This is awkward...wouldn't you say?" He asks, also beet red. I realized my blushing must not be as bad, since I'm wearing a coat of makeup.
I look down sheepishly, noticing the panties lying on the floor, and swiftly I kick them under the bed, "ya.... I'm kinda embarrassed."
"Me too," he dried his hands and walked over to me, standing close, too close maybe?.
"I suppose you'll want to switch back now right?' I asked dejected.
"Why....do you?" His question. surprised me and look away from his sculpted chest to meet his gaze.
"Um.... Well... I'm in no hurry really." I sheepishly answer, sounding very feminine and submissive. What's wrong with me?
"Well... I was thinking... Maybe we could stay this way, at least until your... Husband gets home tonight." He said, looking hopeful
"Yes! I mean sure, that's good with me." I respond, notably overeager, making him smile.
"How about we hang out for a while then, we can watch some TV together?" He asks, his smile convincing me.
"ya sure... But ummm... First.... I need to wash my hands." I Managed to say, walkung around him into the bathrrom turning beat red again as laughed. While hands in the sink I see he's still standing there looking at me. Is he checking me out?
As if reading my thoughts he says, "I'll umm see you down there. Dont take too long or I'll come looking." he joked as he walked out. Looking in the bathroom mirror I see my reflection, the reflection of Alexa the MILF. This should be an interesting afternoon.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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