The Wives of Beverly Row 2: Lust Has a New Address by Abby Weeks Page A

me a hand with this, would you honey?” she said and pointed her feet at him.
    His face went red but that didn’t stop him. He pulled off her track pants, revealing the caged panty that hardly covered her ass and pussy at all. It was really just a series of black, lace strings attached to a thong so thin it couldn’t even be seen for the most part. The thin string was completely hidden inside her butt crack at the back, at the front it ran down along the inside of the lips of her vagina. For all intents and purposes, she was naked. She was naked in front of Kyle Roycroft, her good friend’s eighteen-year-old child, and the thought of it just made her nerves tingle with anticipation and excitement.
    “So,” she said as Kyle stared at her openly, “how do you want to take me?”
    “Excuse me?”
    She got up on her hands and knees and waved her cute, perfectly taut butt at him. “Like this,” she said.
    “What kind of photos are these?”
    “Dating profiles,” she said. “You’re probably too young to know this, but women my age, when they’re single like I am, often like to take very naughty pictures for our dating profiles. That way, all the hot guys will contact us.”
    “What sites do they go up on?”
    “There’s all sorts of dating sites, Kyle. Whatever you’re into, there’s a site for it. I like hooking up with younger men, men your age, and having the naughtiest pictures possible really helps. The girl with the hottest pictures wins!”
    “Men my age?” Kyle said.
    “Don’t sound surprised. Who wouldn’t want to feel the vigor of an eighteen-year-old cock in her pussy?”
    Kyle almost dropped his camera.
    “Come on,” she said. “Lets get started. Who knows where this is going to lead us?” She smiled over her shoulder at him. He was staring at her perfect ass. She loved it. She wanted to make him so horny he jizzed in his pants. She loved nothing more than the knowledge that she was desirable. She luxuriated, knowing that Kyle was lusting after her.
    Kyle pointed the camera at her and started snapping shots. The flash lit up and a separate strobe light bounced off the reflector, giving her the alluring and flattering sensation of being photographed by a pro.
    She posed on her knees with her back to him, letting him get shots of her ass from every angle. She crawled toward the wall and got up against it. She looked back over her shoulder at him and looked directly at him through the lens of the camera. She looked down at his pants. There was no doubting it, he was as horny as the teenager he was. He was all hers and she knew it. She reached down to her butt cheeks and pulled them open, pulling the thread of the thong to one side. She was giving him a clear view of her round, pink little anus and he was just standing there, hiding behind his camera, taking it all in.
    “This is going to be perfect,” she said as she turned around to face him. She sat back against the head of the bed and spread her legs wide open. The lace of the bustier was already see through but she pulled her breasts up out of it anyway and exposed them entirely to the camera.
    “Wow,” Kyle said to himself.
    Trudy smiled. She wanted to be desired. She wanted to be lusted after. With her legs spread open she leaned forward and let her voluptuous breasts hang down. The camera kept on clicking. The strobes kept flashing. Between flashes the room was fairly dark. The darkness made her bolder, more daring. She pulled the front of her lace panty to the side fully exposing her vagina to Kyle. She leaned back and pushed her vagina forward. She spread the lips of it with her fingers. There was little use she could make of these photos on the Internet other than as porn but by now she and Kyle were both beyond caring. They weren’t really taking photos anymore. The camera was clicking. The lights were flashing. But there was only one thing on their minds.
    “Come closer,” Trudy said.
    Kyle came up to the side of the bed,