Chapter One The movers had been gone less than an hour.


Chapter One The movers had been gone less than an hour. Janet White was crouched among the luggage and packing boxes which littered the spacious front room of the house. She glanced up and saw her new husband, Mark, stripped to the waist, sweat glistening off his broad shoulders as he carried a heavy trunk toward the staircase. Seeing him that way stirred sweet sensations in her lower abdomen, and Janet sighed softly. This was the happiest moment in her life. She pushed a long, dark curl away from her face, continuing to savor the joyful feelings coursing through her twenty-year old body, enjoying a salacious tingle as her dark nipples hardened against the cotton material of her T-shirt. And her huge, shapely tits throbbed when, acting on impulse, she stood and made her way towards the staircase. She was in hot pursuit of her twenty-four year old husband and his brawny, sweaty body. They had been married nine months and had lived during that blissful time in Mark's bachelor apartment. House hunting had been fun and adventurous, but Janet was glad it was over and that they had bought a place all their own. For the first time in months she felt truly married. The young bride couldn't wait to organize her kitchen and to prepare Mark's favorite meals and serve him each evening when he arrived home from work. But, as she crept up the stairs towards the master bedroom, her heart pounded with fresh, erotic excitement, as she was even more anxious to celebrate their new home with a wanton, mid-afternoon fuck. She stepped into the doorway of their bedroom and eyed Mark, his back to her, bending over the trunk and unloading its tissue wrapped contents. Her dark blue eyes focused on his small, tight-packed ass stretching the seat of his jeans and her pussy fluttered involuntarily. She felt pussy juice seep out and dampen her hairy cuntlips and wet the crotch of her thin, blue bikini panties under her tight shorts. As he bent and twisted, Janet's eyes caught the graceful stretch of Mark's muscles and her heart beat wildly.

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