Help her anyway KF
From Create Your Own Story
Linda turns around to face the counter. Her back was to you yet again. You watched as she purposely lent over the counter some more revealing almost everything she had, not that you hadn't seen it all already. She subtly shook her ass from left to right but to you it was extremely noticeable. You watched as her thong wedge even further between he cute ass cheeks.
You look behind you to make sure that no-one is coming, then strolled towards Linda who was leaning over the counter and stood stood right behind her. “I think I’ll give you a hand anyway,” you insist, wrapping your hand around her waist, placing it on her flat stomach and pulling her towards you. Her body is firm and warm beneath your palm.
“Lawrence! What on earth are you doing?” she asks surprised, she attempts to stand up straight but fails. Her body was practically at a 90 degree angle..
“Just giving you a hand,” you reply as you begin to stroke up and down the side of her body. It’s a bold move, and you’re asking for a slapped face. But fuck it — she’s made you so horny that you’re prepared to take the risk.
“Lawrence! What's wrong with you? Have you been out drinking? You might have had too much to drink,” she suggests, trying unsuccessfully to move away from you.
“You might be right,” you reply. But what she said couldn't have had been further from the truth. In face you were sober, but being drunk would serve as some kind of excuse for what you’re about to try next. You slide your hand down to her ass and give it a firm squeeze.
“Lawrence!” she gasps. “You can’t just… just…”
“Just what?” you ask, fondling her sexy bottom through her shirt. You’ve wanted to do this for so long. After weeks of her being pissed at you, here you were, in the kitchen. If she punches you in the balls now, it will all have been worth it.
“You can’t just-” — she fumbles for the words — “do this.”
“Why not?” you counter, hoping that engaging her in conversation will allow you to keep groping for longer. You slide your hand from cheek to cheek, exploring the curvature of her delightful ass. You can’t believe she’s letting you do this. After all, she was the one that was pissed.
“What do you mean, why not?” she replies disbelievingly. “You just can’t!”
“Linda, honey, I love you and I’m not sure that I want to live in a world where I can't be with my beautiful, sexy wife." You compliment her as she blushes. "Do you mind if I take a look at your panties?” you ask brazenly, surprising even yourself.
She’s rightfully dumbstruck. “Do you mind… what?”
Do you
