She was so gorgeous. Her big boobs had always been the talk of the town. She worked as a waitress at the local watering hole. I usually come here at least once a week with the guys. It was no secret that every guy in the place wanted to cop a feel of those boobs. I would have never guessed that I would be the one that was actually able to touch them.
I was very aware of my instructor's presence, and the yearning emanating from both of us was almost palpable. I should have gotten used to his presence by now. He told me to turn left at the next crossroad and proceed straight ahead, and I diligently did what he asked of me. Already feeling butterflies piling up in my stomach. I knew what that meant. This wasn't going to be just a regular ride.
I hurried over to answer it before the voice mail picked it up and smiled hearing my husband's voice on the line. He told me that he was late, but would be home soon. Carl sounded tired and stressed as he spoke. I tried to sound as sweet as I could. I told him that I would have a surprise for him when he came home.
I turned off the water and got out of the shower. The warm water had gotten the entire mirror fogged up. I brushed it off with my hand and looked into the mirror. I was still completely naked and I heard my husband scream that he was home. I turned towards the door and screamed backed that I am in the shower. It had been a long shower that I desperately needed. I was still completely naked and I heard my husband scream that he was home. I turned towards the door and screamed back that I am in the shower.
My man was out of town for the weekend, so I made plans to meet up with a girlfriend. We were going to go out for some bar hopping and clubbing. We just wanted to dance and have some fun, but we ended up getting so much more. We got to the bar and sat down. Little did we know that two guys had noticed our entrance.