Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

White Slut's Club: Ep4

"And the only day that this can happen is my birthday?" I accused, my tone venomous.

"I'm so sorry, I'll make it up to you," he apologized, looking incredibly guilty.

"Did it ever occur to you to send someone else?" Mom asked.

"Yes, why can't James or Eric go?" I demanded. "They're senior partners and more experienced than you."

"I'm the one who's been leading this case the entire time," he explained. "It has to be me."

"Fine, whatever," I said, waving my hand at him, too angry to even shed a tear. A caring husband would know it wasn't fine, and would do whatever it took to make a fuss over his wife... but he just mumbled another apology before suggesting he'd leave the two of us alone.

Once he'd trudged upstairs, Mom gave me a hug and said, "On your birthday I'm taking you out after work for a special evening."

"You don't have to," I said with a heavy sigh.

"You're right, I don't, but this is non-negotiable," she said in the way that meant a decision had been made and no amount of arguing was going to change it.

We each poured ourselves another glass of wine and continued venting about our men, although we didn't talk at all about Jake or black cock... although that night after Emery was asleep I masturbated to both. He didn't wake up, but I was so pissed at him I wouldn't have cared if he had.

.....

Friday, as usual, I wore pantyhose underneath my casual Friday jeans, and three inch open-toed shoes.

As I hoped, Jake wandered into my room before first period and noticed my outfit.

"Connie, not only are you the only woman around who regularly wears nylons, but you may be the only woman in the entire state that wears nylons underneath her jeans," he noticed, gazing admiringly at my feet.

I shrugged, deciding to flirt back, still angry at Emery, and Mom's words lingering in the back of my mind, "I like to dress professionally on the outside, but a little sexy underneath."

"Are you trying to excite me?" Jake asked.

working?" I asked

he said,

at his crotch and bluntly said, "I think

just as a

it, so I added, "You may have to

fits the

panties were damp... although unlike

day and then it was

at the most expensive restaurant in town and did all the right things, including the rare going down on me once we were back home and not expecting anything in return (which he didn't get),

the time I pondered what it would be like to be pounded by Jake and his hopefully huge dick. While the other half, I felt guilty for contemplating cheating on my husband. Yes, he

Yes, he was inconsiderate.

he was consumed

was a good man and a

didn't want a divorce

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although I would continue to flirt and dress up for Jake as the new school week progressed, I considered it harmless banter and naughty fantasies that would

brand new pair of pantyhose, a European brand that had a sexy seam down the back and the Cuban

foot style that showcased my toes and hated the unattractive although practical reinforced toes (man, I wrecked a lot of pairs

make sure Jake noticed them when he came into my room, which I was confident he would do, I slipped out of my four inch heels and walked around my room

me.

board when I was startled

are?" I asked,

laughed, "Playing hard

smiled back, on flirtation overdrive, "Well I do like things to be

slightly surprised by my rather clear innuendo, but after a beat, responded

wouldn't know," I shrugged, throwing my small dicked husband under the bus with

shame," he said, blatantly checking out my legs. "I do have

new," I admitted. "I thought I should

something new every week," he said, his flirtation as direct

suggestions?" I