Call Me Daddy : Part 6
Richard Lambert I thought about her. I thought about her every second of every day. It was torture. I knew what I was doing was wrong. I would feel guilty all day every day. I just could not help it. I would smell her scent everywhere I went. Even in the shower my mind would drift to thoughts of her. I was standing there in the shower thinking and wishing she was here with me. I imagined water spilling down her large caramel colored breasts. I wanted to lick the dripping water from her nipples tasting her sweetness. I stroked my cock thinking about her. I leaned against the slate tile wall and stroked myself until I came. I came all over my hand and watched as drops fell to the shower floor and flowed down the drain. After my shower I climbed into bed. My wife laid there asleep. I wished my conscious was as clear as hers. I tossed and turned for hours. Sleep eluded me. Eventually all of my tossing and turning woke my wife. “Can’t you sleep?” She asked. “...