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C H A P T E R 7
N O A H
I got home from work and all I wanted to do was lay down and sleep. Tess was off for the weekend at a friend’s house, so I would be home alone for the first time in a long
time. I honestly didn’t know what to do with myself.
I was suffocating in my suit. My tie constricted my breathing, and I just wanted to lounge in my boxers. I took off my jacket and laid it over my left arm and began to disrobe by the door. I walked to my room and noticed something was wrong. I knew I’d locked the house before I left for work. I knew this, yet a woman was splayed out across my bed.
At first, I didn’t recognize her. Her long dark hair shrouded her face and chocolate eyes. Then she moved and I realized it was Jenna. She wore nothing but white lace panties that left little to the imagination. Her hair covered parts of her torso, but I could still see her pert breasts and pebble-like nipples.
A hunger hit me like a tidal wave. I wanted to launch myself forward and ravish her. Make her scream my name as she bared her neck to me. I wanted to mark her and claim her as my own.
I fought the beast inside me and stood still in the doorway of my room.
“I’ve been waiting for you, Noah.” Her voice was like silk dancing across my skin. “I’ve been a patient girl. I want you so bad.” Her full lips formed a pout, and she climbed onto her hands and knees. She began to crawl across the mattress toward me like I was her prey.
“I’ve been thinking about all the naughty things I’m going to do to you.”
Jenna paused to lick her lips and tucked a chunk of hair behind her ear. I had a good view of her breasts and wondered what it’d be like to grope them. Would they be as soft as they looked? Would she moan as I played with her nipples?
“I’m gonna milk you dry, Noah,” she rasped. “I’m gonna suck your cock so good. I want you cum in my mouth. I’ll swallow it all for you. I want your seed inside me. I want taste you so bad!”
She reached the edge of the bed and stalked toward me. She swayed with a confidence I hadn’t seen in her. The lace panties clung to her body, and I wanted to rip them off her with my teeth.
“After I suck you off, I’m gonna ride you. I’m gonna bounce on your dick while you make my pussy sopping wet.”
Jenna stopped walking once she was in front of me and began to palm her mound. She bit her lip and let out a soft moan.
“I want to do all of that, Noah.” My name coming from her lips made my already hard cock twitch. “Will you let me?” She sunk to her knees and reached for my belt…

I WOKE WITH A STARTLED GASP. My breathing was ragged, and my dick throbbed. I could barely wrap my head around the dirtiest dream I’d had in a while.
It was one of the first dirty dreams I’d had since my wife passed, and I had no idea what to do with myself. I wanted to go back to sleep and forget it. Perhaps in another life, I could, but in this one, I wouldn’t be able to.
I groaned and rubbed the ridge of my brow. I needed to deal with the situation in my pants fast. I was so hard it was beginning to hurt. I slipped pajama pants over my boxers in case Tess was awake for some reason. I also grabbed a clean pair of boxers because the pair I currently wore were ruined with precum.
I closed the bathroom door behind me and pulled off my pants. I ignored my aching length and turned on the shower. I let the water come to temperature and tested it with my hand. I stepped into the large shower and shivered as the water cascaded down my back. I let the warmth sink into my skin, and I put my hand on my cock.
The image of Jenna from my dream was still in my mind. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back as I began to stroke myself. I gasped as my mind conjured unspoken fantasies.
She still wore those damn panties. I wished she was fully exposed to me so I could take her all in. I tried to pick back up where my dream cut off. Jenna was on her knees and reaching for my belt. Her hands were smaller than mine and unbelievably smooth. She pulled my pants down so my dick was free from its confines.
“Oh wow!” Jenna would gasp. “You’re so big.” She’d bring my length to her mouth and tentatively licked its tip.
I copied the motion with my hand. I ran my thumb over my tip and felt the muscles in my thighs twitch. A growl came from my throat as I continued to imagine her doing wonderful things to me.
She’d greedily take me in her mouth, and I would be swallowed by her warmth. I would try not to thrust into her mouth and let her go at her own pace.
My eyes rolled back as I palmed my groin and moaned as I began to pump my dick at a faster pace. I could see Jenna picking up the pace as she got used to my size. Her jaw would be slack, and saliva would start to pool in her mouth as she sucked.
I imagined that she would pull herself off me and precum would stain her mouth and chin. She’d tell me to fuck her throat, and I would almost lose all control.
She’d open her mouth wide with her jaw slack once more. Her eyes would roll back a little as I stuck my member back into her mouth. I would start slow and let her get used to the full length of my cock. I would begin to pick up speed, and I could feel Jenna moan against my dick as I fucked her mouth.
I’d grab a fist-full of hair and tug her all the way to the base of my dick. I could hear her choke, and I’d let her pull away to breathe. The next time she wouldn’t go as deep, but she would use her hands to stimulate what she couldn’t with her mouth.
I tightened my grip on myself and began to thrust into my hand with wild ferocity. I could feel my balls begin to tighten
and knew I was close. I pictured Jenna giving me one final suck that had more pressure than any mouth I’d felt before. In my imagination, Jenna happily gulped down the spray I unloaded down her throat.
In reality, I came into my hand and my seed spilled to the shower floor. I didn’t scream when I came, but I was close to roaring Jenna’s name.
I panted as the reality of what I’d done hit me with full force. I’d just jerked off and came to a fantasy of Jenna, a woman who wasn’t my wife. I hadn’t really touched myself at all since she’d passed. I hadn't even thought about being with another woman.
But there I was.
I had no idea what to think. It was the first time I’d felt such desire in two years.
I sighed and stood under the stream of water until it ran cold, giving my head and body a chance to cool off.
I finished my shower, dried off, and changed into clean boxers. I crawled back into bed and tried to fall asleep. I was still awake when my alarm starting blaring at six-thirty.