An Eyeful

Step by step she crept up to the door. Carefully she put her eye to the keyhole. All he could see was his back. Spread out on the floor was his clothes along with a red dress and some very large red pumps to match. Whoever she was, she had some rather large feet. As they kissed, he could see her hands lightly scratching his back. Her fingernails were long and painted red to match the dress and pumps, how tacky, she thought to herself, and how large were her hands. It was all she could do to keep from laughing. Maybe Jim had a fetish for women with manlike features.

His head moved down to kiss her neck giving Erica a clear shot of her face. She wasn’t all that pretty. Erica was much prettier than her. She had this odd look about her. Something about her wasn’t quite right. He continued kissing down to her chest, unhooking her bra and taking her very large breast into his hands he smothered his face between her cleavages. Those had to be at least double D’s she thought, an obvious boob job.

The woman threw her head back and held on to Jim’s head as he sucked on her large brown nipples. She could hear her moan as his tongue licked all around it gently sucking and nibbling on it, something he had never done to her. Erica was starting to get mad. Here she was, more attractive than this woman could ever wish she could be and she hadn’t once gotten Jim to make love to her like that. The very few times they did have sex it was almost clinical. He inserted his cock, moved it around and was out.

Jim moved down the woman’s stomach. It was flat as a board. Erica had to at least give her that. The woman was in great shape. Of course, if she paid for the boobs, she probably paid for the flat abs too. She resisted the urge to burst into the room. Something made her hold back. When Jim got to the woman’s panties she gasped. Erica moved around to get a look but he was in the way. She couldn’t see, but whatever he was doing she was certainly enjoying it.