"Christ, Joanne. You're always ready." His statement was half joke and half truth and the main reason he had decided to have a detective watch her. It was his first time away for a week since they were married three years ago. The way she loved fucking, he wanted to be sure he could trust her to be faithful.

"I'm always ready for you," she mewed, rocking her hips, and making his cock throb as it rubbed against her. "Always."

He looked at her with a twinge of guilt nagging him for not trusting her, but… he had to know for sure. He picked up his two bags as Joanne opened the door.

"You be good while you're gone," she teased as he tossed the bags in the trunk of the car. "Don't let your cock lead you astray."

"You keep your hot pussy in check too," he said, trying to be carefree about it, but unable to pull it off. He climbed in the car and started the motor.

"If I get too hot, honey," she winked. "I'll use my fingers." She bent down and kissed him, her tongue darting into his mouth. "Mmmmmmm. I think I'll go up and get myself off now. Your kiss has me all achy inside my pussy."

Brad frowned. "I'll see you Friday night." He backed out of the driveway.

"Call me." She waved and waited until he reached the corner and turned. Dropping her false smile, she scanned the street, spotting the unfamiliar car halfway down the block. "Okay, you bastards," she said. "You'll both get what you want." She went back in the house, determined to give the detective plenty of opportunity to fill his book with her infidelities.

"If that's what you expect, dear Brad," she muttered to her reflection in the bedroom mirror, "then that is what you'll get!" She pulled her sweater and jeans off, anxious to begin her interesting week of follow the leader! She tore at her bra and panties, standing naked in front of the mirror.