Mr x settled into a seat on one of the chairs in their master bedroom. I took my finger and lightly rubbed it down Mrs x’s arm, near her breast. She said softly "are you nervous?", "a little" I replied.

I began to kiss her, then. Softly at first, getting a feel for her lips, the taste of her tongue softly exploring mine.

Mrs x had on a grey skirt, with a sexy brown sweater, a button down and a necklace dangling, tantalizing me, just above her breasts. I slowly ran my hands softly up and down her arms. She whispered in my ear "he's watching you seduce me, it’s turning him on".

Turning her around, leaning her back into my chest, I began a slow foray from her arms, to tease the curves of her breasts. She wanted to feel more, I could tell by the way she began arching back, against my body. My cock punched hard into my shorts.

Slowly I kissed the nape of her neck. I sat down on the bed, bringing her with me to sit on my lap, still facing away from me but right where her husband could enjoy a full show. My hand snaked up the side of her shirt, on the inside, feeling for her breasts.

I found her bra to be lacy, thin, discovered breasts that were supple and shapely. I knew she must be giving Mr x those hot smoky bedroom eyes as he was breathing hard and I could see tightness in his face. I found her nipples, a perfect pea size, and I began unbuttoning her shirt, slowly, button by button for his viewing pleasure and my increasing desire.

I began playing with her nipples, and finally turned her to the side, so I could taste. I licked, flicked, tasted, and she began moaning in earnest now. Glancing at Mr x, he nodded.

Mrs x began moving her hips, which increased the ache in my pants dying to spring out of its prison. I continued playing with those tasty nipples, sucking, eating, devouring. There was movement across the room, and I saw that Mr x was ready to jump in.

Mr x knelt before her, and slowly reached up her thighs while I continued working her breasts. Lacy white panties came off, and Mr x ever so slowly up her thigh. She was panting as he spread her legs, he began to nuzzle her, telling her how wet she was for us, how good she tasted. I began playing with her nipples again. The feel of her body against mine, tensing up and releasing, tensing up and releasing was a huge turn on.

Mr x was a tease. Her breathing became heavier, she jacked up and her hips began moving as hubby must have found her sweet spot. I leaned forward, feeling for her and he moved his head, so I could feel the velvet softness.

She was so wet and her clit, so hard and swollen. I wanted to finger it, rub it and make her cum. Mr x must have known what I wanted, because he backed up and gave me full access. A perfectly shaped clit under my finger, wet and swollen, hard. I stroked her up and down, slowly, then I swept her hair aside and began nibbling and kissing that sweet smelling skin, I said how I loved the feel of her clit under my fingers...she moaned, arching against me, spreading her legs wider for me.

Feeling her clit under my finger, smooth, swollen I could not wait much longer. Dipping down I felt her, so wet, so hot. Her inner lips, swollen and puffy. I carefully backed up onto the bed, and sprung my cock free of my shorts, and laid her down.

Mr x took his pants off, his cock springing forward, and slowly entered her. Gasping as he went. I began to move down her body, going for more tit play, nuzzling her neck again as he began thrusting in and out.

Her breath began coming faster and faster. My mouth was working her nipples slowly, seductively while Mr x continued to fuck her. My cock was rock hard. Mr x must have known what I wanted, he slowed down and nodded to me, and then went back to sit in his chair, rubbing his cock watching us.

I worked my way off the bed and knelt myself down in front of her. With the tip of my tongue I tasted her. Her pussy was hot and her clit swollen and hard, she bucked up against me. I slowly tongued my way around. The end of my tongue was driving her crazy as I guided it up her inner lips, not yet touching her where she wanted it. She was glistening wet, purple and engorged. The smell of her was intoxicating.

I finally flicked slowly up the length of her shaft. I could feel her legs and hips and the tension. Mrs x legs quivered. I was suddenly gripped by her thighs, and I could feel her muscles spasm against my mouth and chin. Her legs kicked and jerked as her muscles continued to contract. Her breathing was now off the scale.

I pulled up from between her legs. Cradling my rock hard cock in my hand, I guided myself into her. She was hot, tight, wet and slick. She gripped me, milking my cock. Looking up at me, she began matching my movements, making me go faster. I exploded into her. Spasms rocking my body, pumping spunk deep into her over and over.