Laura has always been pretty, stunning even. I’ve always been drawn to women with Red hair, and Laura’s has a brown shade to it as opposed to a blonde one. She’s short but not small. She has the curves in the appropriate places and they are on full display now. Frankly, I don’t know how Mark has been able to contain himself all night. My cock has been aching to escape my pants all evening and with Mark beginning to kiss my wife’s neck I believe that time has finally come.
Laura is staring straight ahead, but is breathing shallowly. Her neck is craned ever so slightly away, giving Mark more access as he sucks at her neck, just below her jawline. It’s obvious that she’s focused more on where his hand is. He’s placed one hand on her back, while his other hand looks like it’s worked his way up her thigh and has found her pussy based on the look on Laura’s face. Finally she closes her eyes and allows herself to relax. Mark’s arm is moving slowly and he must really be working her because she’s lost. I wonder how wet she is. I wonder how long she’s been wet. It must have been agony for her, sitting at the kitchen table completely nude, waiting for us to finish our meal so that we could move on to the main event.
I’ve been stroking myself absentmindedly and I suppose that’s only fair. Watching my wife get worked over by my boss is a sight that any man would savor. She uses her free hand to cradle his head as he moves on to her ear. He alternates between sucking softly on her earlobe and blowing in her ear. Her breasts are heaving and her nipples are just barely visible above the table. I reach over and delicately pinch one and she squeals, eyes opening suddenly. It’s as If she’s only just now remembering I’m here, but I don’t mind. She reaches over beneath the table and grips my cock, almost as if apologizing. She gazes at me for a second but quickly loses herself again while Mark works away between her legs. She moves her hand as if on autopilot. It’s not enough to get me going but enough to keep me interested. I keep using my hand on her breast, pulling at her nipple and squeezing her breast gently. I wonder if she knows that 2 sets of hands are touching her and working her over.
Suddenly, he moves in quickly and kisses her. Her lips part quickly and soon they are using their tongues. He bites her lip and she whimpers, biting his lip back. They pull away quickly and I can feel my cock swell in her grip.
Mark smiles at her and says, almost laughing. “Do you like tugging on your husband’s cock while a stranger kisses you?”
She nods, but doesn’t say anything. She’s trying to fight a smile. She’s afraid of how dirty she can be which makes her only hotter in my opinion.
He grabs her gently around her collarbone. Choking is something we’ve never done before, but she seems to accept it, craning her neck back and accepting his hand.