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“Do it,” I urged. “I want to watch.”

The jealousy twisted in my stomach into something more erotic, feeding off of a deep-rooted, instinctual fear. My husband was mine and the act of offering him up to a more beautiful, younger woman was something most people would find alien, Kurt included.

“Kelly, you know once we’ve—”

“Do it,” I insisted.

Kurt looked to Chelsea who moved around the bed now so that I could see her full figure. She reached beneath her dress and fidgeted, then a pair of lacy, red panties dropped down her smooth legs and she stepped her white high-heels out of them.

“Wait,” I said, and I stood up, moving closer towards her.

I wasn’t sure of the boundaries. Chelsea looked down her nose as my face came close to hers. I moved my lips forward slowly until they were on hers. I paused as we touched, then I closed my eyes and started to kiss her.

Chelsea started to kiss me back and soon we were embroiled in a deep, passionate embrace while Kurt watched on. As we kissed I reached beneath her skirt, knowing that her naked pussy sat in wait.

I felt the inside of her thigh and then moved my hands upwards, feeling the sticky, loose flesh of her pussy that my husband was about to enjoy. My fingers span on her petals and I worked her clit until it stiffened, then I brought my lips off her and looked down.

I could see her stiff nipples pressing against the bust of her dress. Her cleavage looked inviting, but instead of pouncing I took her hand and led her towards my husband’s bed.

“Let’s get him inside you,” I said, eager to witness it.

Chelsea mounted the bed carefully, putting her knees either side of Kurt’s body. He stayed where he was, marveling wide-eyed as the whole scenario unfolded.

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