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From: HarryHoots@hotmail.com (Harry James)
Subject: Mary - part 5


This true account may be continued through several parts,
each added by the response & comments of the readers.
The events I enjoy recalling transpired over several years,

. . . . Here's Part Five -

Mary - Part 5

   Several weeks passed and the summer became quite hot. 
We'd been to a friends wedding, and stopped at our house to
change clothes and relax a bit before attending the 
reception, held at one of our favorite pubs. Danny was
with us since he needed a ride from the church, and agreed
a short rest would be welcome.

   I changed first, than set in the den with him while Mary
went to get ready. As we talked about what would be on the 
menu, I noticed him looking down the hall a couple times.
I moved over to the couch, and discovered Mary had left the
bedroom door open. We could see her reflection in the
mirror, buttoning her long satin dress. She'd been braless
at the wedding and now it was obvious she wasn't wearing 
panties either !  Danny looked at me and said - "You're a 
lucky man !" Moving back to the chair, I agreed, mentioning
she just didn't want panty lines ruining the sleekness of a
pretty dress. In a couple minutes Mary returned, ready and 
eager to leave for the party.

   We discovered we'd been seated at the same table, and I
went to get us a round of drinks. Looking back from the bar
I saw Danny move around the table, taking a seat next to 
Mary. Returning with the drinks, I moved to the other side
and passed them out, not giving it a thought. We sat 
chatting as dinner was served, waited for the ceremonies, 
and I went for another round. There was a long line 
blocking my view, but as I walked towards our table, I 
caught a glimpse of my wife's dress, one side pushed up 
high enough to expose most of her thigh.

   When I got there - I got a bunch of "About time !" like
they were dying of thirst. . . but was now thinking more of
the possible action under the table and began concentrating
on Marys reactions. Sure enough, in a few minutes I caught
the gleam in her eyes, and the sexy smirk I know as her
"wanna-get-laid" look. I could only imagine what might
be causing this effect, but Danny had one hand under the
table, leaving little doubt. 

   As the evening wore on, Danny drank more than the
rest of us. At about 10 o'clock, he was all but passed out. 
Mary returned from the dance floor mentioning she was 
getting tired, noticed his condition, and said we might as
well take him home. I wasn't real pleased as he lived 20
miles away, but thought of what the ride back might be like.

   He fell asleep as soon as we'd got him in the car. As we
started the trip, Mary said something about getting more
comfortable, opening her dress, and asking me to stop at our
apartment so she could change. It was still pretty warm, so
I agreed - it'd be nice to get out of this suit. As we
pulled into our drive, Danny woke, saying he was glad we'd
made it since he wasn't feeling all that well. When we told
him we'd just be a minute while we changed, he said he
reallydidn't want to ride anymore the way he felt. Mary
shrugged her shoulders, and we decided to drag him upstairs,
plopping him on the couch to spend the night. 

   Mary dropped her dress on the floor, and fell asleep
almost immediately upon laying down, not even bothering to
cover up. I didn't feel that tired, and laid there looking
at her wishing she'd been awake, re-calling the evening's 
events, wondering if Danny had been responsible for 
pulling her dress up under the table, how far she might 
have let his hand get, and if anyone else had noticed. This
didn't help me sleep, but I remained still just admiring.

   About a half-hour later I rolled over after hearing 
Danny moving around, and listened to be sure he was ok. I
could tell he was coming down the hall, but then it was
quiet again. A minute or two later I looked at the door and
say him standing there staring at Mary, realizing her naked
butt was in full view, time seemed to stand still. Then he
softly called her name - my mind snapped alert, wondering
how far he'd go.

  Again he called, and a third time. I remained still, then
Mary moved slightly. Once more - "Mary-" he whispered, and
she sat up seeing him in the doorway. She nudged me once, I
didn't move, again - no movement, but I squeezed her hand
knowingly as she got up. Now I was really awake - hearing 
her say "he's sleeping" as she went to the door, then a
quick rubbing movement, nothing to see, he must have pushed 
her against the wall ! Then walking sounds, further away,
they moved toward the living room.

  It was very quite, I hear nothing for several
minutes. Then Marys' familiar moaning sounds, confirming
my envisions and leaving little doubt Danny was seducing
my wife. I had to see ! Ever so slowly getting out of bed
and moving cautiously on the floor in their direction. A
few feet down the hall I had a perfect view, she was laying
across the end of the couch, her legs spread slightly as he
nuzzled against her mound, trying to spread them for easier 
access to her luscious treasure. 

  Her thighs opened more each time he moved up and down 
her body, involuntarily exposing her bush, and he soon had
his fingers on her wet, glistening lips, spreading
them to rub a finger against her swollen clit. She twitched
each time he touched her little button, and with a quick
dive, shoved his head against her snatch. He pulled Mary's 
ass to the edge of the couch as she thrust her legs in the
air to let his tongue probe her hot pink slit !

  Her desire for a fast screwing arose quickly as she pulled

him over her chest, urging him to penetrate her. As he stood
bent over, I could see his dangling rod head toward her 
swollen cunt. His plum found the slippery wetness of her 
entrance on the second probe. I watched intently as he 
pushed forward, her pussy engulfing his shaft as it 
violated her snug tunnel. He moved up with her legs over 
his shoulders and began stroking her warmth slowly, ramming 
against her hard when she humped back.

  I knew she too was enjoying this, he'd only pumped a few 
times before burying his cock deep and stiffening up to cum.

I could hear her rapid breathing, and the quick exhale each 
time another burst of semen splashed from the end of his 
dick, something she only does when penetrated deeply. 
Sneaking back to our bedroom as they laid together, I 
couldn't wait to hear the details, knowing the incredible 
feeling I get seeing a stranger between her legs, watching
his cock pound her pussy, and the expressions she gets from
feeling a powerful ejaculation fill her tight little cunt 
as she spasms in orgasm.


- - - - - To be continued - - - -

Mary has enjoyed reading your replies, and looking at the
pictures you've sent. If you appreciate this saga, please
encourage her !  - Harry

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