Brad Logan

Naked horny wife

CHAPTER ONE

Bette Jameson was holding her right tit and watching "General Hospital" when she saw the big yellow truck from her picture window. The new people were moving in next-door.

It took a long time for the moving men to maneuver the big truck in the driveway and set up the ramps to unload the stuff. But when the furniture started rolling from the truck, Bette knew her neighbors had taste and money – especially money.

Since Bette had, just spent nine grand on a new living roomy she was up on furniture prices, and she knew that every stick the men unloaded was the finest.

Still massaging her tit, a new habit she'd just picked up, she pulled a chair to the window and watched the parade of furniture.

The movers were also interesting to her, the young one most of all. Bette first sized up the piece of furniture, then, when she'd appraised it, she turned her attention to the men.

She'd been holding her tit through her blouse. But now she unbuttoned a few buttons and slipped her hand inside. She gasped as she felt her fingers sliding over the smooth flesh of her firm tit.

Bette wore sexy bras that held her tits like hammocks, leaving their tops bare. That sort of bra let her show off her tits, which she loved doing, leaving her blouse opened at the top. It also made it easy for her to scoop her tit free. Now, with her big tit hanging over the bra's empty cup, she ran her fingertips around her large nipple.

The movers were carrying the mattress of a king-sized bed now. As Bette thought about the action the mattress had seen, she looked again at the younger moving man. His white tee shirt left his well-muscled arms exposed and his tight jeans revealed the taut muscles of his legs. Bette pictured him with a hard cock sticking out from his crotch, and she opened her mouth wider, as though he were offering his cock to her face.

Now she was pinching her nipple like Ted, her husband, often did. But she imagined that it was the dark-haired man giving her such pleasure.

When the movers disappeared into the house, Bette rocked back on the chair and pulled her tit completely from her blouse. She lifted it to her face and sucked her erect nipple into her mouth. She sighed as she covered her nipple with her soft tongue.