When I get finished with work early, as I had done a few minutes ago, I either go to the golf course or home. Well, since it had been raining all day, I headed to the house for a quiet afternoon, hopefully nappng on the couch. I was surprised to see my wife's car in the garage when I pulled in. She was not normally home at this time of the day.

The house was mostly quiet; no TV or stereo was playing. I threw my keys on the table as usual, making no effort to be quiet. I didn't want to sneak up on anyone. I did think I could hear a soft, raspy sound as I walked into the livingroom though. My suspiscions were aroused.

"Hi, baby," my wife said through labored breaths as I neared the sofa.

My suspiscions were no longer aroused, but other parts of me were quickly becoming aroused. That gorgeous creature I married was lying naked on the sofa, one hand carressing her tits while the other hand was buried in her cunt. Judging by the sheen of perspiration on her dark tanned skin and the puddle on the sheet beneath her crotch, she had been masturbating for a while and had cum at least a couple of times already.  From my vantage point at the arm of the sofa I could look from the top of her head down over all of her supine body. Man, she was beautiful!

"Need any help?" I offered.

She tilted her head back to look at me. "Take your clothes off," she hissed, still breathing heavily.  It took mere seconds to follow her instructions. The hand that had beenon her tits was now thrown back over her head with her hand trying to find my naked cock. "Come here babe, let me feel you."    read the rest now...