From wife to slut: a new begining

Misty doesn’t tell Dean about the pregnancy for a few days. She sees her doctor first. She is right again. The doctor confirms the due date, so Misty knows when she had to have gotten pregnant. Speaking to Dean later in the evening she informs him of the expected baby. Dean asks how far along she is, and Misty lies adding an extra month. She doesn’t want Dean to suspect the child is anybody’s but his. Hanging up the phone, Misty rests back onto the bed. She can’t help being horny at the fact her wish came true for her and the father of this child came from some unknown mixture in a beer bottle. She is over taken by the desire to be fucked. She has controlled these urges since Dean’s departure. However, knowing that a child is growing inside her is pushing her further into a sexual withdrawal.

Lying on the bed, Misty begins to gently rub her excited clit. Fantasies of faceless men fucking her dash through her mind as she plays with herself. She needs to fight the urges she has to just get fucked. Dean is far, far away. She could do as she pleases. She questions herself and her morals. She fucked all those men for Dean she keeps telling herself. It was not for me. I did not do this for only me. I can’t do these types of things without Dean watching me. She convinces herself fantasies will keep her satisfied until Dean return home to her. She fingers her pussy to orgasm and drifts to sleep unsatisfied.

Time is slowly drifting by. Four months have passed since Dean left for the service. Misty has tried everything to keep herself busy. Her house is immaculately clean. She has also fucked everything in the house she could. She has fucked herself, the washing machine, vegetables, candles, and anything she could get into her. She blames her over excited state of sexual arousal on the hormones from being pregnant. She refuses to cheat on Dean, but she needs something to satisfy her every growing appetite for sex. As luck would have it, the damn plumbing for the sink is shot. Misty, being used to Dean fixing everything around the house, is left washing what she can in the bathroom sink. This practice is getting old and something must be done before Misty goes insane as well as sexually frustrated.

Misty calls her cousin, Mark, to help fix the plumbing under the sink. Mark is her Aunt Carol’s son. He is seventeen and pretty handy with tools she is told by her father. Misty calls Mark knowing he is family, and given her growing sexual frustration it is safer than calling a private plumber. Misty knows no matter how bad she needs sex, she will not have sex with a family member. Mark tells Misty he will be by the house around 7 a.m. the next morning to begin the job at hand. Misty tells him that will be fine, and she will also have breakfast ready for him when he arrives.

Being better than his word, Mark arrives at Misty’s at 6:30. Misty invites him in offering him a cup of coffee. Misty is not prepared for him to arrive this early and is still dressed in her robe. Sitting at the table, Misty can’t help but notice Mark is checking out her legs. He is trying to see what she is wearing under the robe. Misty tells herself this is not supposed to happen this way. Mark is supposed to come, fix the sink, and leave without finding her sexy. She is getting horny from the young kid checking her out so hard. She can’t do anything to provoke any further attention from the boy. Amymore attention from him would just increase her need for cock.

Excusing herself from the table, Misty enters her bedroom to get dressed. As she flips through the clothes hanging in the closet, she finds the dress she wore while getting her pedicure with Dean. The memories of flashing her beautiful pussy to the young men across from the salon return to her. How hot she thought that was. Thinking of the boys at the mall, she realizes they were about the same age as Mark. Mark is a young man, and he needs jerk off material like all boys do. At his age, he is left to those fantasies that are available to him. She tells herself when he turns eighteen he can purchase or view any form of pornography he chooses. She thinks she will give him a little to make spanking off more fun. Maybe she can turn herself on to such a point that when he leaves she can finally finger her pussy to the point of satifaction. She reaches for the short dress and slips it over her naked body.

She returns to the kitchen as Mark is bringing in his tools. She asks him if there is anyting she can do to help. Mark says after he is under the sink he will need her to turn the water on to find where the leak is coming from. Mark is staring intently at her legs. Misty finds this attention what she needs right now. Mark slides under the sink, and tell Misty it is time gently turn the water on. Misty, approaching the sink, catches Mark trying desperately to look up her skirt. “Not yet little boy”, she tells herself. Mark finds the leak telling Misty she can turn the water back off. Misty wants to know if he is sure he can fix it. Mark advises her it is a simple job, and is guarenteed to be fixed. Misty asks, “Since you are so confident it will be fixed, can I fill the sink and do some of these dirty dishes? They have really been piling up on me.” Marks only requests she doesn’t accidentally remove the drain plug because he doesn’t want to get wet. Misty assures him she will be the only one getting wet. Misty laughs to herself with the innuendo.

Filling the sink, Misty complains about the awkwardness of her body position. Spreading her legs wide, she straddles Mark’s chest. Misty knows by the gasp of breathe from under the sink Mark is staring at her pussy. She can feel the heat building between her legs from his burning stare. Turning on the kitchen radio, Misty begins to sway and buck her hips to the songs being played. She turns her head to view Mark’s crotch. It is having the right effects. Mark has what appears to be a very uncomfortable hard-on trapped in his jeans. Misty thinks to herself, “That’s right stare you little bastard because that is all you can do. I bet you want to fuck me, but you know you never can. Little boys like you can’t fuck women as hot as me.” Mark gruffly indicates he was finished and slides out from between Misty’s spread thighs. Misty thanks him for the job offering him twenty dollars for his work. With an attitude, Mark tells her to keep her money. He says he just needs to get out of here, and go back to my own life. Misty finds his behavior strange and chalks it up to immaturity and the knowledge he knows he could never fuck her. She laughs, “Sexual frustration is a bitch kid. If you keep it in you will either rape someone, or turn gay.”