Cheating Wife Cocktease Pt 3

Previously…
I then grabbed his hand, placing it on my stocking covered thigh. I could see him looking down as he took note of just how dangerously close his fingers were to
that warm, wet delicacy that he wished so badly to taste on his tongue. He didn’t dare to even wiggle his fingers as he was fearful that I would remove his hand.

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We made a bit more small talk as he wiggled nervously in his seat and I made note of his numerous comments my fur coat. I could tell there was something powerful about behind those words and intended on using that information to the fullest extent. As we slowly pulled up the drive way and into the garage, his eyes narrowed slightly at the site of another car. I knew he was immediately curious.

“Was it a second car, did I have a roommate, or, worse, a husband or boyfriend?”

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I leaned over, making sure that the exquisite fur and my full breasts brushed against his arm and neck, my fingers wrapping around his half-hard cock as I whispered in his ear.
“Are you ready to step inside,”I whispered seductively, knowing full well the double meaning of the phrase. He shuddered at both the physical sensations and the proposition, but quickly stammered a breathless y-y-y-yes. I quickly exit the car at his response and he
instinctively follows, nervous of the things that could await him inside the house. I noticed him glancing about the house as we enter and I know he is looking for clues as to who the mysterious car in the garage belongs to, but I lef him t feeling even more confused. As we enter the living room, I turn around smiling diabolically and command him to strip naked. He freezes instantly, stunned and aroused by my forwardness.

“R-r-r-ight here. . . now? he stammered. 

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I simply looked him directly in the eyes and nodded in agreement to his question. I can see his hands shaking as he slowly unbuttons the shirt, then the pants and folds them neatly on the chair beside him. I am intrigued by his meticulousness as I watch him undress before me as I stand completely clothed before him. He pauses for just a moment before slipping off his boxers to stand completely naked before me, but after a moment he
swiftly pulls them off and folds them like the rest. The embarrassment he feels is apparent from the redness of his cheeks and his inability to look up at me, but his
arousal at the situation and his vulnerability to such a powerful and beautiful woman was given away by the stiffness of his erect cock.
To be continued……
Ciao,
Isabelle