"Don't you believe him?" Frank asked. His cock was stiffening inside his pants.

Jessica gave him a shrug. "Where's Ellen?" she asked, changing the subject. Her eyes settled on the growing bulge at his groin.

"At her sister's," he replied. The argument he had with his wife about her traipsing off to her sister's every Saturday came back to haunt him.

"You sure she's at her sister's?" Jessica teased.

Frank gave her a confident grin. "Ellen doesn't cheat on me. I keep her happy."

"Mmmm." Jessica let her eyes caress his hard, lean body – broad, hairy chest and bulging muscles. Her gaze fell to his hard-on. "I'll bet you do, Frank." Her eyes stayed with his crotch. "From that bulge in your pants, it doesn't look like Ellen's been doing her job," she added suggestively.

"She hasn't been lately," he mumbled, thinking of last night when his wife had had a headache and this morning when she had been too busy getting ready to go to her sister's. His cock began to throb as he thought about getting between Jessica's lush legs.

Jessica smiled, reading his thoughts. Being obvious, she spread her legs completely.

Glistening cuntlips were easily visible to Frank's burning stare, her shorts digging between the gooey folds. Frank gulped.

"You're staring, Frank." A hand went between her opened thighs and she rubbed her moist crotch. "I've been so horny lately," she mewed seductively.

Immediately, Frank went to her. His cock was inches from her face as he stood beside the chaise.

A shuddering tremor rippled through her body. His hard-on was so close, close enough to touch! Shaking, she dropped her glass of iced tea to the lawn. She reached up and scratched a long pointed nail across his taut gut.

"Feel my cock, Jessica, and think about how much fun you can have with it."

"I'd love to, but Ellen is my best friend." Her mouth was watering.