House Guest Chapter Three: Plan into Action

A plan is forming. I hope my husband doesn’t find out.

The plan was in motion. There was nothing to stop it now. It had been three days since I saw the video of Jeremy jerking off to my picture. He usually had Saturday and Sunday off.

I bought new bras on Saturday. It was Sunday morning, and I knew he would wash his clothes. I threw the three new bras into the washer without wearing them. I closed the washer and told him it was free to use. Jeremy came, smiled his usual smile, and, like a typical man, just started dumping his clothes into the washer.

“Typical,” I said. Pushing Jeremy out of the way. “Have to separate the colors,” I said.

The room was small, so when I pushed him out of the way. My ass brushed against the front of him. I could see he was looking. I had my shortest shorts on today.

Even though I had put on weight, my ass still looked good in short shorts. Jeremy did not move as I stood in front of him.

“Like this,” I said, bending over into the washer more than I should. I could feel him on my butt cheeks. He was hard.

“Okay,” Jeremy said, moving away. “Thank you,” he said, smiling, trying to hide his excitement.