Donna Allen - Horny young housewife

When she arrived at Toni's house, Angel was surprised to see Cliff at the door.

"Where's Toni and what're you doing home?" she said as he let her in.

"You're a sight for sore eyes," Cliff said. Angel immediately knew why he was home.

He sounded awful. He had a cold and it sounded as if he could hardly breathe.

"Where's Toni?" she said, following Cliff into the kitchen.

He blew his nose in a wad of tissue. "She went to work." He blew his nose again and coughed.

Toni was fond of Cliff. She moved closer and felt his forehead.

"I thought this was one of her days off," she said. "And you've got a fever. Not a high one, but enough so that you should be in bed. Upstairs, young man. March."

Cliff chuckled and sank down into a chair.

"They called her at eleven last night and asked her to come in today. I frankly wish she'd stay home and be a wife, but what can I do?" He shrugged.

"Well, I'm here and I'll take care of you," Angel said. She looked around. "You should drink lots of liquids. I'll make you some hot milk with butter."

She began to take a pan from the cupboard when Cliff took her hand.

"I know you mean well, Angel. If you want to help, just fix me some tea and hold my hand. My wife's a career woman suddenly."

He looked so sad that Angel's soft heart melted. "You just sit there, or better still go upstairs and get into bed. PH bring your tea up there."

"You're a peach," Cliff said, blowing his nose into the same wad of tissue. "I'll stay down here with you, if you don't mind. I like the company."

Angel bustled around the kitchen. When the water boiled, she steeped the tea an added a healthy spoonful of honey. She put the brew before Cliff and sat down next to him.

"Listen, Toni's my best friend and I love her, but I don't think it's fair that she left yow alone today."

Cliff shrugged. "I don't think Toni's happy lately."

Angel automatically fluffed up her hair. She'd never seen Cliff as a sexy man before. She just instinctively thought of him as her best friend's husband and therefore out of bounds. Now she suddenly realized he was a damn attractive man. Toni was probably bored with him, just as she was bored with Steve. But Steve had been a very good lover when they were newlyweds. And Toni never said Cliff was a bad lover. Only a selfish one.

It takes a woman to show a man how to fuck, Angel thought as she rose up and poured Cliff more tea. I'd be doing Toni a favor if I slept with Cliff. Anyway, I'm horny and what's the harm?

"Let me do that," she said, taking the spoon from Cliff's hand and filling it with honey. She felt his eyes on her tits and noticed him sniffing. It was her perfume, not his cold. It was getting to him.

"You always did have a great ass," he said, sipping his tea.

"You know how I feel about you, Cliff," she said.

He stared at her sharply. "I'm glad Toni has a friend like you."

Angel wanted to get the subject off of Toni. "Let's forget Toni today and Steve and the kids. Let's just you and I talk. I plan on staying here all afternoon. I warn you. I'm going to take care of you, even if Toni doesn't." She clamped her hand to her lips. "Whoops, I blew my own rule. Well, anyway, I'm going to take care of you and that means starting now. Get up from that chair and go up to bed. I'll even fuck you. Are the sheets fresh or did Toni rush off to work without fixing them? Whoops, there I go again. Listen, you know I talk a lot. It's my trademark."

Cliff chuckled as Angel chattered on. Everyone knew Angel was a terrible housekeeper. The fact that she was criticizing was a joke, but he didn't mind. Right now he was angry at his wife. It wasn't right for Toni to go off and leave him just because her boss called. Her first priority was her husband. Angel was right. She might be a sloppy housekeeper, but she was there when you needed her.

When Cliff was through with his tea, they moved on the living room. He followed on Angel's heels like a puppy dog and she deliberately wiggled her ass.

They continued chatting.

"Are you sure you don't want to get into bed?" she said.

"It's okay down there," he said.

Angel's tits felt swollen under the wool at her sweater. She sat close to Cliff, but was careful not to touch him. She wanted him to think it was his idea if anything happened.

An hour later they were still talking or rather Cliff was talking. He was talking about Toni and how much he loved her.

"That doesn't mean she's perfect," he said. "Of course," Angel said, becoming impatient and moving closer to Cliff.

"I mean, you're not much older than Toni and you've got two kids. Why won't she settle down and have kids? Because she's lazy, that's why. She'd rather run around working at some crappy job than stay home and have my babies."

Angel was getting tired of hearing about Toni. Her nipples felt sensitive and swollen inside her bra. She needed a little loving. If Cliff didn't stop talking and make a pass she'd go crazy.

"Isn't that right?" he said.

Angel blinked. "Isn't what right?"

"Aw, I'm boring you," he said.

Angel took the opportunity to move in. She wrapped her arm around his neck and cuddled close enough so that her tit brushed his arm.

"You could never bore me," she said. "Why I was just telling a friend of mine that if Toni hadn't gotten you first I'd have grabbed you. Oh, it's not that I don't absolutely adore Steve, but if I hadn't married him first, I would have grabbed you up and that's the truth."

Cliff coughed and blew his nose. He coughed again. Angel was afraid he'd choke to death. Maybe she'd put it on a bit thick.

She ran to the kitchen for some water. He gulped down half a glass and finally stopped coughing. He handed her the glass and she sat down and put her arm around him again.

"There, there," she said. "Are you sure you don't want to get into bed? I'll come up and fuck you in."

"Hey, how can a guy refuse such a sweet invitation?" he said.

Angel followed him upstairs. This was fun. Some would say she was wrong to seduce her best friend's husband. Angel had no such silly inhibitions. A fuck was a fuck. It would be fun to see if Toni had been telling the truth all these years. Maybe Cliff would be a better lover to a woman who wasn't his wife. Some men were great lovers with their mistresses and lousy lovers with their wives.

In the bedroom, Cliff climbed into bed and Angel made a big fuss about fixing the covers. She didn't want to fuck him in because she planned to join him very soon.

She moved across the room and switched on the television set. Then she returned to the bed and looked around.

"What?" Cliff said, sitting up against the headboard and gazing at her ass.

"There's nowhere for me to sit."

She patted the bed next to him. "We're good enough friends. If you're not afraid of germs, get your cute ass over here."

"I catch everything from the kids anyway," she said, slipping her shoes off and climbing onto the bed next to him.

They watched a game show and at one point Angel went downstairs for more tea for Cliff. She was beginning to think he was going to fall asleep when she felt his arm move tentatively around her shoulders.

She turned to face him.

"Why, Cliff…" His lips came down on hers. She had a moment to protest. One last lime to stop things. "Why, Cliff, you took my breath away."

She rolled, onto her side and fell into his arms. His tongue teased the corners of her mouth and she parted her lips and let him french her.

His hands were all over her, on her tits and belly and ass.

"Angel, you're so sweet," he murmured as he kissed her. "You've got to understand I never planned this. I just can't help myself. Sock me if you want to and walk out. I deserve it. But I'm so damn hot for you. Jesus, you're sweet."