Fall of The House of Lush
Date: 7/28/2016, Categories: Wife / MILF, Author: eiffel2007, Source: LushStories
The fewer sets of eyes around, the less chance of being spotted by someone we knew. From the footbridge above the tracks I saw Heather step down from the train. Her overnight bag was slung casually over her shoulder and her eyes flitted about the tiny rural station scanning for a sight of me in the fading evening light. As she saw me a smile spread across her face, and she bounded up the stairs two at a time. She threw her arms around me and kissed me with a force that momentarily knocked me off balance. "Where are you this time?" I asked when our lips finally parted. "Kate's. We are going to check out wedding dresses," she grinned, and I chuckled before taking her face in my hands and kissing her again. Heather's cover stories had become part of the ritual on House of Lush weekends, and each time they somehow became riskier. All it would take this weekend would be one phone call from Heather's husband to her sister Kate and there would be questions to answer. Maybe her sister was in on it? I didn't know, and at that moment I didn't care to ask. No sooner had we got in the car than Heather began unbuttoning my jeans. She reached inside and grasped my cock, which by now had been raised from its dormant state and was rapidly swelling. Wary of security cameras I looked around. "Not here..." She looked up at me, a devilish twinkle in her eyes. There was no time to lose. Before the car had even pulled out of the car park her face was in my lap. Her lips forming a perfect seal ...