Babette_____
Literotica Guru
- Joined
- Jul 9, 2005
- Posts
- 942
Anne had been a little put off by Alan's interest in watching Wayne and Marie, but she was willing to overlook it. Besides it was somewhat her fault for not mentioning to Alan ahead of time that watching her husband with another woman wasn't her thing, but she knew that sometimes, husband's like that sort of thing, so she accepted it and moved on.
She could hear his footsteps behind her, and she smiled to herself. Her body responded to the fact that Alan had chosen to be with her rather then watching Marie and Wayne. Anne had all ready known what would have happened if he hadn't followed her out to the hot tub.
The candles had been burning for some time now and the glow of the bright flames danced across the room. Reflections of the couple as well as the lighting could be seen in each of the tinted windows that made up the remaining walls of the room.
Anne heard the compliments to the lighting and the number of candles she had arranged. She always enjoyed making love by candlelight and the scent of roses filling the room was intoxicating to her.
Alan had left for a brief moment and in that time Anne had managed to remove her dress. She folded it and laid it on the bar, then bent down and slowly eased her delicate foot from each one of her heels. Flexing her toes, then rubbing the tenderness from her calf muscles, Anne slowly ran her hands along her lean body.
She heard Alan's return and looked up, smiling at the wine and the crystal flutes in his hands. Her body stirred as he took in her almost nude state. Her thong, and garters were all she had left on at the moment, and now the idea of having Alan remove them for her was to tempting to resist.
"I think you have a job to do for me... don't you?" Anne allowed her voice to become more husky and she slowly took the wine from Alan and placed it and the flutes on the bar along with her dress.
She seductively moved her body, allowing it to sway with the music.
"Hmmm... what does Anne like? What are her dreams? Her desires?" She ran her finger along his chest, then down to grasp the firm cock that was now straining for release once again.
Purring into his ear, her breasts pressed against his chest, she whispered, "I want your cock buried so deep in my pussy, your balls slap against me. I want you fucking me hard and fast.... that my dear are the things I dream and desire, and this..." she pressed her hand harder against the throbbing cock. "This Alan is what makes me tick. Can you make me tick Alan?" Her tongue ran acrossed his ear, before her lips claimed the lobe and offered it to her teeth.
She could hear his footsteps behind her, and she smiled to herself. Her body responded to the fact that Alan had chosen to be with her rather then watching Marie and Wayne. Anne had all ready known what would have happened if he hadn't followed her out to the hot tub.
The candles had been burning for some time now and the glow of the bright flames danced across the room. Reflections of the couple as well as the lighting could be seen in each of the tinted windows that made up the remaining walls of the room.
Anne heard the compliments to the lighting and the number of candles she had arranged. She always enjoyed making love by candlelight and the scent of roses filling the room was intoxicating to her.
Alan had left for a brief moment and in that time Anne had managed to remove her dress. She folded it and laid it on the bar, then bent down and slowly eased her delicate foot from each one of her heels. Flexing her toes, then rubbing the tenderness from her calf muscles, Anne slowly ran her hands along her lean body.
She heard Alan's return and looked up, smiling at the wine and the crystal flutes in his hands. Her body stirred as he took in her almost nude state. Her thong, and garters were all she had left on at the moment, and now the idea of having Alan remove them for her was to tempting to resist.
"I think you have a job to do for me... don't you?" Anne allowed her voice to become more husky and she slowly took the wine from Alan and placed it and the flutes on the bar along with her dress.
She seductively moved her body, allowing it to sway with the music.
"Hmmm... what does Anne like? What are her dreams? Her desires?" She ran her finger along his chest, then down to grasp the firm cock that was now straining for release once again.
Purring into his ear, her breasts pressed against his chest, she whispered, "I want your cock buried so deep in my pussy, your balls slap against me. I want you fucking me hard and fast.... that my dear are the things I dream and desire, and this..." she pressed her hand harder against the throbbing cock. "This Alan is what makes me tick. Can you make me tick Alan?" Her tongue ran acrossed his ear, before her lips claimed the lobe and offered it to her teeth.