Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Defiled Young Housewife: EP2

Reggie returned later that evening and quietly unpacked in his new bedroom while Christy and Dave went to bed. He couldn't believe his luck finding such an unwary couple, and a young, beautiful white girl to pursue. When Reggie finished settling in, he turned off the light.

He sat quietly on the edge of his bed, imagining what Christy looked like beneath that dress she had been wearing. Was her pussy completely shaved or did she have a small, neatly groomed bush? With a figure like that she had to wear a bikini and was likely meticulous about her bikini line. Reggie was determined to find out. Access to a victim was the biggest hurdle, and Christy's naïve husband had unwittingly helped him overcome it.

After a few moments, Reggie's eyes adjusted to the darkness. Perhaps he could sneak a peek at her sexy little body while she and her husband slept. He silently made his way down the hall to Christy's and Dave's bedroom door, which they carelessly left ajar.

But they weren't asleep. The sound of lovemaking - the rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts and groans of two people lost in passion - grew louder as Reggie approached. He stood at the threshold to their room and peered through the sliver of an opening at two shadowy figures moving in concert in the moonlight. Reggie's brown skin provided a perfect camouflage in the dimness of night.

Reggie watched, and his penis hardened as he observed Christy's terpsichorean figure in motion. His gigantic cock pushed against inadequate room in his gym shorts and sought release from its confinement. He wanted her badly. His turn with her would come soon, he assured himself. He was going to have her one way or another and steal her from her husband.

"Oh, I'm going to cum," Reggie heard Dave exclaim.

I love you," Christy cried as she wrapped her arms around her husband in a tight embrace and his body grew tense from his

imagined Christy wrapping her arms around him instead of Dave, crying to him that she was cumming, her wet

covered penis from Christy's tight vagina and turned on the light atop the nightstand beside their

latex membrane, slick with Christy's juices, contained a hint of Dave's ejaculate in its tip. Christy watched him slide the protective barrier off. They had agreed to wait until after their financial situation improved before trying to start a family. Christy had only recently been a bride and now she was Dave's faithful wife. She loved him as much as

Reggie quietly returned to

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dawn chased away much of the darkness, and only a shadow of night remained. Dave had left for work at his usual early hour and Christy had visited the gym for her daily workout when Reggie woke to a dim, empty house. Over the weeks, Reggie had learned their schedules, snooped around when they were out, discovered all sorts of useful facts about their lives. He knew Dave wouldn't return from work until evening, and Christy arrived home mid-morning. Reggie plopped down on the living room couch and there it sat, on the coffee table right in front of him, like the missing piece to a jigsaw puzzle, the unguarded key to a once impenetrable fortress. Christy had forgotten her cell phone this morning. He had watched her unlock it multiple times. It was a simple, four-number combination.

- the solid muscles bulging beneath smooth, dark skin covering his arms, chest and stomach - before seeing her phone on the coffee table where she had left it. She grabbed her phone, wanting to tell him to

around. It seemed like the only things he

in front of her while his eyes raked her body! "I take classes

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of her. She tried ignoring his indecent behavior. "Don't call me 'baby'. I'm currently between jobs. I haven't seen you even open a book yet since you've been with us. You're not a college student. I don't know who you think you're