When I got back home I removed my cum covered clothes and quickly put them in the wash before I was questioned about the stains. Even the wife, as straight laced as she was would quickly suss out the cum stains meant something she wasn't going to like and I quickly jumped in the shower to clean up. Standing under the water, I took a sponge and lathered up my body, paying particular attention to my nipples which made my cock grow again. I pulled my foreskin back to clean off any residue and then teased my cock head with a finger, running it around in circles, making my cock twitch with pleasure. I then took the same finger and pressed it against my tight hole working it in to the first knuckle. I teased myself there for a few minutes before drying myself off and walking back to the bedroom. I picked up my phone and noticed that I had a new message. "hope you enjoyed that as much as I did" it read. What had I done? Fuck, yes I did, the cum stains proved it but shit, what had I done? I deleted the message and decided that it didn't happen, just a one off but for the next few days I couldn't get it out of my head and then, some days later it came, another text, "walking the dog, 1 hour" |
