what shouldn't be touched

The silence

After what feels like an eternity, she falls asleep. The next morning, she is alone in her bed, with no sign of Greg. She starts the coffee and sits in her study. A million things flow through her mind. Has Jerry told his brother about them? Has Greg figured it out on his own? What would that mean for her? She loves her husband and, after the new s****l adventures she has had with him, she would be devastated for him to leave her. So lost in her thoughts, she doesn't realize Jerry is standing there. She jolts at the surprise and jumps to her feet. "You have a lot of nerves"! He doesn't speak, he just walks towards her and caresses her face gently. She melts to his touch, and they stay there silently. The unspoken words between them are too much to bear for either of them. Vi pushes him abruptly and storms towards the kitchen. He follows her, matching her every step. In the kitchen, he lifts her to the counter and kisses her. She doesn't reject him. Instead, she opens up for him to get closer and deepen the kiss. He tears at her thin night gown, leaving her swollen buds exposed. He takes one between his fingers and gives it a soft twist. She softly moans at the nape of his neck. Inhaling his cologne. She trails her fingers over his chest and down his chiseled abs before reaching his belt buckle. She quickly unzips his pants, allowing the pants to fall onto his ankles. His adulthood is welcoming as he is struggling to stay within the parameters of his briefs. He lets out a knowing growl of anticipation, and she frees him from his prison and gently strokes him. He backs away from her just enough to allow her to remove the panties. She scoots closer to the edge so he has easier access to her throbbing center. He wastes no time aligning himself to her wet folds, teasing her sensitive spot before entering her, denying her need. He strikes with purpose. This time she finds his rhythm, finding her own melody, is moaning softly in her ear, and instructs him deeper inside her, letting him fill her up. He grabs both sides of the plump ass and lifts her from the counter. She instinctively wraps her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. His bulky arms lift her up and down until she is bouncing on him. Their skin-making slapping noises are the only sounds in the whole house. Kerry slowly sides her to her feet and grabs the back of her neck and turns her away from him. He guides her face down on the counter, and she arches her back to welcome him from behind. He pushes at her this time more aggressively, each stroke more deliberate than the last. He is driving her crazy, but she doesn't utter a sound of satisfaction to him. Punishing him for having another woman in his bed. He is now pounding her, feeling his finish rising inside of him. She grabs at the sides of the counter and buries her face deep in her chest to muffle and sound that may escape her lips. Her legs are now shaking uncontrollably, her hips are bucking at Jerry to encourage him to make her c*m. And he does her climax crashes into her like a whirlwind, leaving her panting and unable to hold herself up. Kerry, feeling his release, grabs her legs and lifts her up once more, this time with her back to him. He bounces her roughly on to him and releases inside of her with a loud grunt. He then lowers her, pulls his pants up and walks away.