“I know the heater is on, but the water just isn’t warm enough,” Christine told th

“I know the heater is on, but the water just isn’t warm enough,” Christine told the pool guy, Todd. “Yeah, it’s not pumping fast enough,” her husband offered. His phone buzzed and he looked down with a frown. “I’ve gotta call in to work,” he said. “I’ll be upstairs if you need anything,” he added, walking away. After they both watched her husband walk into the house, Christine let her robe fall to the floor, revealing her bikini. She strutted a little closer to Todd and gently grabbed his finger. “Come, have a look,” she said leading him towards the pool stairs. Todd had been in this spot before, and he knew what Christine was doing. “I’ll have to take my shirt off,” he pointed out, revealing his chiseled body as he did. “Sometimes the water is warmer in the deep end,” he lied. This was going better than she expected, Christine noted. She just wanted to get her husband a little jealous. Christine knew he was always hornier when he got a little jealous and she was feeling a little neglected. “Here, see how warm it is,” Todd said forcefully as he grabbed her hand and guided it to his hardening cock. Christine squealed in surprise, but she didn’t try to move her hand. “Ssh,” Todd warned. “You don’t want your husband to hear,” he said in an almost threatening tone. Christine shook her head silently. She let out an anxious whimper as Todd pulled down her bikini bottom from behind. She tightened her grip on his cock as she felt Todd slip out of his own boardshorts. “Oh god!” she whelped as his rough hands found her hot, wet pussy and his finger slipped inside. “You like to make noise, huh?” Todd whispered roughly in her ear. “Hush now,” he said covering her mouth with one hand. His other hand grabbed her softy fleshy hip as he guided his fat cock into her with just his hips. “Let’s not wake the whole neighborhood,” Todd said. Todd was sure her husband would probably be watching from upstairs, even though he couldn’t see him in any window. He didn’t understand this whole cuckold thing, but he knew they probably didn’t need to let the neighbors know his wife was a little slut. Looking down at how this little housewife arched her back, he was even more sure this wasn’t her first time. “Yeah, that’s a good little slut,” he growled, banging away at her as he slapped her curvy little ass. “Mmnngnh! Mmm, nngn!” Christine screamed into Todd’s rough, strong hand. “MMMNNNNNNYYN!” she cried as she came hard on his cock. She fell over onto the patio, semi-conscious as Todd continued to pound away from behind. She came again a short while later as she felt Todd’s hot cum shoot deep inside her. Todd caught his breath before pulling up his shorts. Christine was still moaning incoherently, holding onto the edge of the pool as her body swayed in the water. Todd smirk at his handiwork before stepping out of the pool. He walked over to the heater and put the settings back, knowing the wife had messed with them to get someone out here. A short while later, Christine was coming around when she heard her husband stirring in the house. She quickly pulled up her bikini bottom and tried to look natural. “Everything good?” he asked. Christine nodded, somehow afraid to speak. “What’s that?” he said with a little disgust. He was pointing at a mass of Todd’s cum that had seeped out of his wife and was floating behind her. “Oh!” Christine said, knowing what it was but stalling for time to think. “Maybe a bird?” “Gross. Alright, I’ve gotta get to the office. You okay buy yourself today?” Christine nodded. She glanced over and saw Todd had forgotten his tool bag. “Yeah,” she said, “I’ll find something to do.” Her husband’s car was barely out of the driveway before Christine was calling Todd back for a rematch. -- source link

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