Chapter One Sally Stewart was standing at the bedroom window, looking out at the threatening sky.Chapter One Sally Stewart was standing at the bedroom window, looking out at the threatening sky. She had just taken a bath and was wearing only a frilly, semi-transparent dressing gown, the lush curves of her voluptuous body visible through the clinging, silken material. Her husband, Jordan, was changing his clothing across the room. As he dropped his trousers, he gazed at his sexy wife, outlined in the window, and his cock began to stiffen. "I hope the storm holds off until Mary gets here," Sally remarked, looking dubiously at the dark clouds whipping across the sky. The Stewart family lived in an old, rambling country house and Sally's sister, Mary, was coming to spend the weekend with them. Sally hoped that she got there before the storm broke, making driving difficult at best and possibly washing out the rural road. She was really looking forward to her younger sister's visit. Sally and Mary, as well as being siblings, had always been very, very good friends. Lots better friends than her husband knew. - - - - - Jordan paused, naked, about to step into his pants and then halting. He looked down at his rising cock and grinned wryly. Then he looked at Sally again. The silk gown was molded to the heart-shaped sweep of her splendid ass and fell like a waterfall from her heavy breasts. The twin peaks of her nipples poked out stiffly. He moved silently toward her, cock first. A lightning bolt shot across the leaden sky, thunder crashed and the electric lights flickered. "Oh dear-I hope we have enough candles," Sally said, not yet aware that her husband was stalking her, his prick out before him like the prow of a ship. |