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American Dream: Part 23
🕑 Added 2023-09-01 22:47:36 +0000 UTCSarah: Saturday, 5:05 pm
With my Alfred kicked back and ‘in charge’ Cody and I clear, clean, and wash the dishes in a sort of playful cooperative competition. It was such fun trying to show Alfred which of us could serve him better and it brought back some very bright memories of how my sisters and I used to vie for our Daddy’s praise when we were little. Having the ‘cuckold’ as the authority figure was completely topsy-turvy from how these things were supposed to go but Cody and I were having a blast being the good, yet naughty, underlings. And oh yes, we were naughty.
It all started innocently enough. As I each reached for the cupboard door to access the garbage Cody reached for it at the same time, arriving just a second later. Instead of pulling away his large hand gently cups over top mine and there we hold a moment. Slowly I look up to see him gazing back with a daring boldness that my mild mannered husband had taken years to work up to. In a flash of those intense blue eyes I caught a glimpse of the inferno of young lust that burned inside of him. But just a glimpse. Somehow he veils his passion with an oh so charming grin even as his gaze continues to hold mine. But in that glimpse my heart had skipped a beat and my eager coochie had warmed. Overwhelmed by the moment I tear my eyes from his, blushing furiously.
With a motion as smooth as silk he caresses that hand up my arm, sending tingles all through my body, before pulling away and saying. “Lady’s first.”
A tremble runs through me as my flesh reacts to being touched intimately by this new hand. “Um, yeah.”
I open the cupboard and dump my plate load of scraps. He does the same once I was done. As he does so I look at him again and, for the first time, truly allow myself to see him as the sexual being that he was.
My God he was a beautiful man. His perfect physique was lean yet well muscled, a body built for both agility and power. A thick onyx mane that showed not a hint of thinning or graying. Big, strong hands. Smooth, supple skin with barely a blemish or a wrinkle to be seen. And those eyes! Those rich blue eyes. How I would love to dive into those cerulean pools to discover their depths. Powerful as it was his allure was so much deeper than physical attraction. With a spirit of fun buzzing through in the air with this man that I genuinely liked and was genuinely attracted to, and with my husband able to protect me this time, Cody’s attention was SO much different than with that big man at the bar. This felt safe. This felt right. His touch felt good. I welcomed it. Kindly Cody was a thrill, not a threat. But golly it was weird to be looking at another man like this!
He catches me looking and once more locks eyes with me and stares me down. This time I am able to hold his gaze a few seconds longer before looking away again.
I fall quiet for a time, quite frankly too flustered to speak, but Cody keeps spirits at ease with a casual banter as we continue to tidy. It is not long before I am flirting right back with him again. With growing comfort we touch and tease and laugh together.
For Alfred’s part he sat in the living room trying to act at ease but I could sense his eyes glued to us even when I wasn’t looking his way. When I did peek his way he had that incredibly intense yet totally passive look that I could now recognize as his fetish filled libido taking over. He heard our laughter. He saw our lingering glances and flirtatious touches. And he was enjoying them as much as, or possibly even more than, we were. Knowing how intently he was watching only made it that much more titillating. With such encouragement from my true love how could I not let myself succumb to the fantasy.
It is thanks to this Cody and I’s next bit of naughtiness is far more bold.
I have the plates stacked and silverware in the sink. As I reach for the faucet to start the dishes Cody slides in behind me, his hand glides along my arm to gently take me by the wrist. Leaning down he whispers in my ear. “Don’t you think the dishes can wait?”
Instinctively my body presses back against his tall frame so that he envelops me from behind. Against my bum I could feel his arousal already swelling. “Oh?”
“We shouldn’t keep Alfred waiting.” His other hand slowly slides down my other arm causing me to tremble all over again. “Don’t you think?”
I swallow hard and nod. With a strength and decisiveness I was not accustomed to he spins me around to face him. I gasp as he swiftly pins me back against the counter. I look up at him and see the full heat of his 22 year old lust burning bright. I go to look away again but he cups my cheek and pulls me back to his eyes again. This time he gives me no escape. Beneath his blistering blue gaze…I melt.
How could I not? To be ogled and lusted after by this strapping young man nearly half my age and at the peak of his physical and sexual powers was… flattering to say the least. I knew he’d been with countless women but in this moment he made me feel like the one and only. To be looked at with such naked desire by this virile stud fed the exact same delicate ego that Alfred’s cuckold slavishness did, but in a VERY different way. His motions, his gaze, his whole energy was so very different from Alfred’s. In him there was no passivity, no submission, no doubts or second guessing. He knew what he wanted and he made no secret about it. And that was fine by me! Cody might have been young enough to be my son but there was no question who was leading this dance anymore.
He leans in for a kiss, or so I thought. Just as he neared, just as I stretched forward to meet his lips, he veers to the side. His smooth shaven cheek brushes against mine and a hot breath washes across my ear. “You are so…FUCKING…HOT!” He hisses in a deep, sultry tone.
“Ohhhh!”
He stands tall again, his eyes drawing mine back them irresistibly.
Self consciously I bat my eyes. “I-I know I’m not pretty like Crystal or Fai…”
He places a finger across my lips. “Are you kidding? You are a total smoke show Sarah. A hottie. You are a fucking goddess.” He says, his voice low so that his words were for my ears alone. His finger slides down across my plump bottom lip. “After a real woman like you I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go back to girls again. They can’t even compare. I am so hard for you right now.” As if I already wasn’t putty in his hands! He grins a cocky grin. “I cannot wait to taste you.”
“Oh!”
He ogles my breasts, but does not touch. “I’m gonna suck them big titties till they’re sore.”
“Oh!”
His fingertip traces around my mouth. “And I can’t wait to see those sweet lips wrapped around my fat fucking cock.”
“Oh! Oh my! Oh my goodness!”
“I’m gonna fuck you like ain’t never been fucked Sarah.” He says like a solemn promise. “Like a goddess deserves to be fucked. I’m gonna make you HOWL.” His voice drops even lower. “And your husband’s gonna watch me do it to you.”
“OH!” Gosh! Golly! Golly gosh and golly again! Alfred never talked like that!
He runs his big hands down the curves of my sides, feeling the soft flesh beneath my clothes.
“Ohhhh!”
With rising boldness and boiling desire I stare up into his eyes daring him, pleading for him, to go further.
Seeing me succumb to his charm…he smiles and backs away! I reach for him and he takes my hands in his before I could touch him anywhere else. Despite his arousal, despite our attraction, he demonstrated a control over his passions that my husband never could.
“What are you sayin King?” Cody says without looking back, his eyes scan up and down my body. “How you want to start this?”
“GRP!” Alfred gulps and gawps before finding his voice. “Wh-Why don’t you two start without me?”
Cody grins as his fingers and thumbs find the top button of my blouse. “You’re the boss.”
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