My Hot Wife Katie Ch. 28

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Katie breaks the deal.
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Part 28 of the 35 part series

Updated 06/07/2023
Created 09/17/2007
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Katie Jackson stood in her kitchen, staring out of the window as she watched the sunrise. Her stomach was in knots. The sexy wife was deeply ashamed of the things she had done the day before while her loving husband had been at home, looking after their children. Her old lover Phil Dorman had once again used her perfect body as a form of payment, inviting the young clerk Joel to sexually exploit her in exchange for expensive clothing. The beautiful woman closed her eyes. Her pussy spasmed as she remembered the feeling of being forcefully double penetrated by the two deviant men. They had passed her around like a piece of meat, using her orifices for their perverted pleasure. Though she hated to admit it to herself, Katie had loved every second of it.

Exhaling deeply, the hot mother poured a cup of coffee for her husband, laying out the newspaper for him as she prepared a hot breakfast. When he walked into the kitchen a moment later, Fred looked at her with an amused expression.

"Well?" he asked as he glanced down at the table, "What did you do?"

"What? I don't..."

Katie's mouth hung open. The sexy mother panicked at the thought of having accidentally said something compromising in her sleep. Or maybe it was worse and Phil had made some remark that had caused her husband to be suspicious.

"You obviously must have done something awful, Katie. You never do this unless you've done something wrong," he exclaimed, pointing at the breakfast table while he smirked at his gorgeous wife as she stood at the counter in her t-shirt and loose fitting shorts. Even while dressed down, she was something to behold. Fred noted that her hair was a ratted mess and he remembered that she hadn't slept well, tossing and turning in her sleep. He figured that it had to do with the stress from finally going on the TV series 'Dancing with the Stars' this week.

Katie blushed bright as a beet. She felt as though she would hyperventilate as panic started to overwhelm her petite body.

"What did you do?" Fred continued as he sat down in his chair, "Did you dent the Denali?"

The beautiful wife breathed a sigh of relief.

"No!" she sternly stated as her heartbeat returned to normal.

"Well, you're acting strange. I'm sure that you must have some reason. Either you did something, or you want something,"

he added, giving Katie a suggestive look.

The sexy mother thought hard. Suddenly, she saw the perfect explanation. Smiling, she averted her gaze, "Am I that obvious?"

"I can read you like a book," Fred said.

Katie's stomach dropped at the thought of her husband reading the many pages of her book on which she had repeatedly fucked her old neighbor and his equally perverted friends. She prayed that her infidelity would never be revealed.

"It's a new outfit that I saw at Macy's last night at the mall. Unfortunately," she smiled, holding her thumb and index finger close together, "it's a bit expensive."

"Well, whatever it is, just make sure you do well on 'Dancing with the Stars' so we can afford it," Fred smiled lovingly as he patted her hip before lovingly caressing the top of her ass. He remembered Katie providing him with her special 'breakfast treatment' in the past and how it had often lead to a quickie in the kitchen before he left for work.

His eyes trailed over his beautiful wife. Her gorgeous face, framed by her chestnut hair. Her perfect body and her long, toned legs. Exhaling deeply, he thought back to the day she had sucked his cock for the first time and how it had changed both their lives for good.

The loving husband sighed. He couldn't remember ever going this long without having sex. It seemed like ages. During the last few months, he had repeatedly tried to seduce Katie, desperately seeking to reinvigorate their love life but for some reason, she had always seemed either too busy or too tired.

It didn't help matters that they had allowed their ex-neighbor Phil to live with them. Though he knew that the fat old geezer wasn't directly to blame for his wife's frigidness, Fred felt sure that his presence in the house nonetheless contributed to the married couple's non-existing sex life. Sighing once again, the unsatisfied husband made a decision right there and then. The old man had overstayed his welcome. And it was time to let him know.

Katie didn't say anything as she looked at her spouse. His affection made the beautiful wife feel even more ashamed of the way she had acted the day before. Despite her unholy lust for her neighbor's cock, she still loved her husband very much. Sitting down at the table, she stared at his hard body behind his designer shirt and tie. He was successful in everything he did. He was handsome and smelled good. Yet, even now, the sexy wife caught herself wishing that he would leave for work so she could be fucked again by the fat, ugly pervert who was still sleeping downstairs.

Fred skimmed through the morning paper while he finished his breakfast and wiped his mouth on the cloth napkin.

"I'll call you later," he said as he stood up, leaning down and kissing the top of her head. Katie cringed. She hadn't even showered yet after Phil had cum all over her the day before. Fred called for the children, telling them to hurry up or they would be late for school. They quickly came down one at a time and told their mother goodbye. Soon, they were all out the door.

Katie was taken aback by the sudden silence that filled the house. She knew what that silence meant. Her heart started beating more rapidly.

Trying hard not to think of her disgusting houseguest, the hot wife turned on the kitchen radio as her thoughts traveled to the upcoming TV show. She had spent the last few weeks working on her dance moves and was pretty confident about her abilities. Taking a few steps back, Katie started shaking her hips to the rhythm of the music, running her hands up and down her body in a suggestive manner. She pictured herself on stage, in front of an audience, with cameras angled at her. The sexy mother raised her arms above her head and followed with a quick succession of side steps. As she spun around, she froze in her tracks. Phil Dorman was standing in the doorway, his flabby arms folded, an evil grin on his face.

"Very nice, Freckles!" he snarled, his eyes roaming all over her "It's good to see you're up to the task! I wouldn't want you to be an embarrassment on national TV!"

The beautiful woman stared at him, her mouth wide open as she took in the sight of his ratty shirt and shorts, wondering why he wasn't wearing any of the clothes that she had paid for with her body the day before. They stared into each other's eyes as Katie felt a rush of blood to the head. She fully expected the old man to walk over and grab her, fingering her pussy and her ass before forcing his cock down her throat. Her cunt spasmed just at the thought of him touching her. She leaned over to turn off the music.

"Keep going, you slut!" Phil laughed as he walked by her and filled his travel mug with the remaining coffee left in the pot. "Show me what you got! I'm your manager, remember?"

Katie withdrew her hand from the radio, giving the obese man an angry look. She couldn't believe the way he talked to her but much less could she believe the fact that she would actually follow his demands.

Rolling her eyes, she started to sway to the beat once again. For the next few minutes, the gorgeous wife proceeded to dance for the disgusting man, showcasing her skills as she turned and twisted. While she moved her body to the rhythm, Katie gradually felt her anger vanish. She studied her old lover as she tossed her hair about. The fact that he was eagerly watching her every move excited her. She regretted not being dressed more seductively. Her cheeks were flushed and a sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead. Whether she liked it or not, the beautiful wife felt herself becoming more and more turned on.

The old man couldn't help but grin as he noticed his sexy lover's dance style turning more and more sultry. He wiped a strand of saliva from the corner of his mouth as Katie turned and bent over, spreading her legs as her hands rested on her ass. Lifting herself up, she turned and leaped forward, spinning around several times before seemingly losing her balance as she bumped into the fat man, facing away from him.

"Oops!" Katie giggled breathlessly as she leaned backwards. She could feel his huge beer gut pressing into her lower back. The song continued but the married woman remained motionless, almost as if she was waiting for the small, devious pervert to grab her and ravish her spectacular body. She felt sure that at any moment, he would reach around with his pudgy hands and roughly squeeze her protruding tits. For some reason though, he didn't move.

Phil grinned as he felt the hot mother slide lower and arch her back. Her brown hair fell onto his face as the mixed odor of her perfume and her perspiration filled his nose. Before he knew it, her ass made contact with his groin as she started to slowly rub it up and down against him. The old man marveled at the fact that his stuck-up married neighbor was once again acting like a bitch in heat for him.

"I could do with a shower," Katie whispered suggestively, grinding her ass against him more vigorously "What about you?

"You go!" Dorman growled, pushing the dumbfounded beauty away. She turned and watched him limp across the room as he grabbed a set of keys from the counter.

"I need your car today, Freckles."

"What?" Katie gasped, "Why?"

"It's a surprise. I need to take care of something," he said meaningfully.

She stared at him for a moment, wondering what he meant. Katie's first thoughts were that the old man would be picking up some of his friends, bringing them home to use her body for their sexual pleasure. Maybe he was trying to make up for another gambling debt or wanted to return some other favor.

"Is it something I can help with? I can go with you!"

The hot wife winced at the sound of her voice. She sounded like a love-struck teenager.

Phil couldn't help but expose his yellow teeth in a wide smile at the eagerness of his married lover.

"No that's okay, Freckles!" he laughed.

Katie could not fathom why her old lover would not want her to accompany him. Her heart raced as visions of Phil meeting Sheila or another woman that he had manipulated flashed before her eyes. The sexy wife was horrified by how she was actually jealous, worried that he was seeing somebody else. She rationalized that she should be relieved yet she could not fight a sense of desperation. Turning to protest, she opened her mouth but no words escaped.

"I'll be back later," Phil growled as he shuffled across the room, "Do my laundry while I'm out!"

He slammed the door behind him and Katie shuddered. Looking out of the window, she saw the obese man hobble towards the Denali. The hot wife sat down at the table, putting her head in her hands as she attempted to psychoanalyze her lustful urges. She obviously had no power to stop the manipulative old bastard. There had once been a time when she had been a confident, determined career woman as well as a loving wife. All that had changed the day she had first been exposed to her obese neighbor's oversized cock. Gradually, he had turned her into a helpless, submissive slut who felt obligated to do whatever he demanded, including not having any sex with her husband. The old pervert was using and exploiting her in every way imaginable. She was providing him a home, money, food, the family car and most of all, her own body whenever he wanted.

Lost in thought, Katie finished her coffee and slowly walked downstairs to the old man's room. The familiar, nauseating stench filled the room. The sexy mother glanced over at the chaise where Phil had forced his ass onto her face as he taught her to use her tongue on the dirtiest part of his body. Her gaze fell on the huge stains, splattered all over the cushions, testimonies of their numerous sexual romps during the past months.

Taking a deep breath, the married beauty picked up the old man's soiled underwear from the floor. Katie bit her bottom lip as she looked at the dirty item. She couldn't help but notice the oddly colored stains. Traces of Phil's semen and most likely her own secretions. The foul stench was intoxicating yet she couldn't deny the effect that it had on her. Shaking her head, she quickly collected the rest of the old man's clothing.

After finishing the laundry, Katie began packing her bags and preparing for her trip to Los Angeles. The hot wife showered and applied her make up perfectly. Choosing to wear no bra, she put on a plain white t-shirt with a pair of tan tight shorts. The beautiful mother experimented in curling her hair to determine which look she wanted for the first week of filming before painting her toenails and fingernails. As she studied herself in the mirror, Katie tried to focus on the show and her dance steps for the first weeks taping. She felt as though she was ready after months of preparations.

Katie walked out into the bedroom. Much as she tried to concentrate on the upcoming challenge, she couldn't help but notice how horny she felt, constantly thinking about sex and what Phil would instruct her to do next. The implications of spending a whole week alone with the old man, more than a thousand miles away from her husband and family seemed disturbing and compelling at the same time.

As her mind attempted to persuade her body to stop the craziness of her lustful urges, Katie quickly found she couldn't help her unfaithful desires as she lay face down on the bed. She couldn't believe that the old bastard had rejected her advances in the kitchen. 'If only he knew how desperate I was' she thought to herself, moaning softly as her hand found its way between her thighs, cupping her crotch over the tight shorts. She closed her eyes, imagining that Phil would bring home another friend or even two or three only to take advantage of her again. What despicable thing would he make her do this time? The married mother slowly started grinding on the sheets, all the while anxiously listening for any sound of the garage door opening. She hoped that he wouldn't keep her waiting too long.

The sound of voices outside snapped Katie out of her daydreams and caused her to sit up. She peeked out the window and saw her neighbor' son Joechin in the driveway of his parents' house, loading his car. She guessed that he was probably heading back to college for the week. The young man was wearing a basketball shirt, showing off his toned arms. Katie had never looked at him this way before but in her current state of horniness, everything seemed tinged with a sexual undertone.

The hot wife sighed as she studied his slim yet muscular frame. His youthful body was so hard. Briefly, she imagined what it would feel like getting fucked by him. Having him slam his toned physique into hers, causing her to shiver. She had noticed the way he had looked at her over the years. Surely he would be dying to fuck her. Fuck her hard. Maybe even harder than Joel had the day before. It excited her to imagine him spraying his young cum into her mouth. The sexy beauty slowly moved her hand towards her aching swollen cunt hole again as she watched him. Shaking her head, she turned to walk away, knowing she shouldn't have those kind of thoughts for such a young boy as she made her way down the stairs.

Katie glanced at her kitchen clock while she poured herself an iced tea, wondering at what time Phil would return. Trying to concentrate on the Kansas City Star, she suddenly heard the garage door open. Butterflies erupted in her stomach. The front door opened, followed by the sound of her husband's voice booming throughout the house.

"Hello?"

Katie gasped. She felt a strange mix of relief and disappointment. Quickly regaining her composure, she leaned her head back and hollered down the hall "In the kitchen."

"I didn't see your SUV," Fred exclaimed as he walked in, admiring his wife's body as she leaned over the kitchen counter, looking at the newspaper, "I thought that maybe you weren't home."

His mouth watered as he studied Katie's perfect silhouette. He thought she looked incredible as she bent over the counter. His eyes wandered over her bare feet with her manicured toes and slowly up over her long, fit legs. He paused at her perfect ass cheeks, hidden behind the tan short material before admiring her t-shirt-clad torso and her long brown, curly hair.

"Phil had to run an errand," Katie said, looking back at her husband, "What are you doing home so early?"

He looked so handsome in his black suit and matching tie. His lavender shirt framed his strong torso.

"I got everything done," he said as he walked towards her. He gently put his arms around her as he pressed himself against her, "I thought I'd come home and take you out to lunch."

The hot wife smiled as her husband pressed up behind her, his groin grinding against her buttocks. He wrapped his arm around her small waist and pulled her closer. She could feel that his cock had already started to grow.

"Fred?!?" Katie shuddered as she turned to face him, "Phil might be back soon."

She put her hands on his hard chest. His impressive physique was so different from Phil's flabby body. Her fingertips dug into her husband's clothing.

"Screw Phil!" Fred moaned as he looked into his wife's sexy hazel eyes, "He's not here now!"

Ever since the old man had moved in, their sex life had ceased to be. Katie hadn't even given him a hand-job or a blowjob. It had been months since any type of sexual release.

Meanwhile, the words echoed in Katie's mind. 'Screw Phil!' That was exactly what she had been doing for months. But it didn't change the fact that she also loved and missed her husband.

Before she could say anything, Fred spun her around so she faced the counter again. He pulled her waist towards him as he dry humped her perfect small ass. Katie felt the outline of his cock in the front of his pants as he planted wet sloppy kisses on the back of her neck. He pulled her up towards him as he ran his hands across the front of her chest.

Katie sighed. It felt good to be in the arms of her loving husband as he continued to kiss and suck at her neck. She turned her freckled face back towards him as he pressed his lips against hers. Spinning around, she threw her arms behind his neck and pulled him closer. The hot wife kissed her husband passionately as he ground his cock into her leg. She had forgotten what a great kisser her husband was. His tongue shot in and out of her mouth. He smelled so good compared to what had been all over her the past few months.

Fred pulled back and gazed at his wife's hot body as his eyes gleamed with lust. His cock twitched in the front of his pants.

Katie looked into his brown eyes and knew exactly what he wanted. She wanted it just as much. More than she could ever remember. The sexy wife smiled as she slowly fell down to her knees on the cold tiled kitchen floor and slowly unlaced her husband's shoes. Neither of them said a word as he kicked them off while her hands continued their way up his legs. She rubbed his calves and massaged his hard thighs. Fred leaned back against as he gripped the edge of the counter knowing what his sexy wife was going to do to him.

Katie's hands moved over his crotch as a smile emerged in the corner of her mouth. Fred's prick hardened in his pants, growing fat and lifting his fly like a tent.

His beautiful wife continued to massage him over his jet black pants until his cock throbbed to be released. Katie's mouth watered and she remembered a time when she had never sucked a cock before. Now she couldn't get enough of it.

She sat back on the heels of her bare feet and pulled her t-shirt over her head, letting it fall to the floor at her side. As her bare chest came into view, her husband sighed appreciatively. Her breasts were perfect orbs that heaved with every breath. Her pink nipples stood out away from the tips and pointed straight out.

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