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Naughty Wife Desires: Taken by the Young Stranger
(Traci Wilde)

I slip inside the stall, step under the water and simply stand, letting the lukewarm spray rinse over me, washing most of the beach sand away. 

Then I hear it ??" the squeak of the wooden door in the next stall opening, then slamming shut. 

"R...Randy?"

"Sorry, no ma'am," comes the voice from next door.

A shudder runs through me. It's Tony. I recognize his deep voice from hearing him talk with his friends. He turns his shower on, and I cross my arms over my chest and shiver. I close my eyes, imagine for a few seconds what it would be like if that thin wooden wall wasn't between us. 

I don't know what's wrong with me, what's come over me. I mean, I'm like most women, I have my little secret fantasies, longings that I know will never be met. I've even ogled a few of the young men at the beach from to time, but I'm married, have been for 16 years ??" since I was 21 ??" with two kids of my own. Randy is older ??" he's 45 ??" and spends most of his time and attention on his company, and what little energy he has left is devoted to the kids.

That leaves me to my own devices, which is how life is supposed to be, right? Passionate and loving early on, then kids come along, you mature, and sex becomes that thing you do every week or so.

Right?

So I don't know what it is about Tony. I mean the guy is gorgeous ??" I think I said that once already, but he is. A hard, tight body, muscles bulging in all the right places without being too big, a hard tight ass, and wavy golden-brown hair that doesn't quite touch his shoulders. I love seeing the wind blow through that hair, would love to run my fingers through it.

But I'm way past that, right? At least I should be. I think.

It's been all I could do this week, especially since Wednesday night, to keep myself away from him. Before leaving the house I peek outside to make sure he and his friends aren't around. If I hear them, I make sure to stay away from the door and windows until they are gone. After the other night, I'd be too embarrassed to see him, thinking he knew I was listening to them, maybe even knowing what I'd done.

I let the water run and run, waiting for him to finish and go on, but it doesn't seem like he's ever going to be done, so I turn my shower off, open my door ??" and hold my breath as it creeks ??" then grab a towel. Before I can wrap it around me ??" I'm just wearing a bikini ??" Tony's shower door opens. 

I freeze, staring at him as the water runs down over his body ??" he's dressed only in swim trunks and flip-flops. He smiles. I nod, feel my face grow hot. He reaches out and takes my hand, drawing me close.

"You want me, don't you?" he whispers.

Oh my god. I'm shivering now, so violently it might as well be the middle of winter. My legs feel like they might just give out under me. He pulls me inside, the door screeches shut behind me, and I'm with him, pressed against his body, Tony's large ??" I mean enormous ??" bulge in his swim trunks against me.

I groan as he slides his hands up and down my arms, across my chest. He twists the left shoulder strap of my bikini around his fingers, slips the strap down over my shoulder, lower, lower, until my breast pops free.

I gasp. He leans down ??" way down, since I'm just 5'4" ??" and kisses my breast, taking my nipple into his mouth, sucking, as his other hand trails down my body, resting on my hip, fingers playing inside the waist band, slipping between my legs.

Oh my god, a hard, almost painful orgasm racks my body. It comes out of nowhere, gripping every one of my muscles. A sound that's like a cross between a gasp and a whimper slips from my mouth, and when it does he pulls away from my breast ??" a tiny little shard of pain shooting from my nipple when he does ??" and presses his lips to mine, kissing hard, both hands on my shoulders now, holding me tight. I'm shivering again, the orgasm still running up and down my body. The water coming out of the shower is cold, but I don't care. I lift one leg and wrap it around Tony. I want him ??" I want Tony to rip my bikini off, to lift me up and slam me against the way and take me until I scream.

"Jennifer?"

I pull away from our kiss, my leg instinctively unwinding, foot back on the ground. The hot, molten arousal that had gripped my body only a moment before is replaced by absolute terror. It's Randy.

"Y...W...." Words fail me. I don't know what to do, say.

Tony wraps his arms around me and pulls me against his body, holding me too tightly for me to move, his lips to my ears.

"Just act normal," he whispers, so quietly I can barely hear him. "Turn off the water and step out. He doesn't know I'm here, and it's too dark for him to see. If you want more, be back here at midnight."

He lets me go, turns the water off, pulls my bikini back up over my shoulder, then motions for me to go on...