You've been waiting for tonight for what feels like years. The kids are asleep, your other half has retired to the living room to let us have our play. When the door closes, our hands dart to one another and become entangled exploring one another's bodies.  I kiss your neck, grinning as I hear you gasp. My hands move south to between your legs, stroking and rubbing the cotton of your underwear, teasing. I'm straining through my pants as your hand snakes under my shirt to stroke my abs.

"Are you wet?" I ask.

"Yes" you reply breathlessly.

You stare deep into my eyes as I ask, the lust virtually shining out of you. Not wanting to waste time though, I break the gaze to grab you and push you up against the wall. My hands are all over you, grabbing your breasts, stroking your hair. I love it.

I spin you. While I continue to play with your boobs, you respond to the hard cock you feel pushing against your butt cheeks by slowly grinding against me. You're loving it too, but I know you're hungry for more. It's not long later that I feel you fight lightly against my hold to spin around, where you promptly drop to your knees. You kiss me and touch my dick through my pants, before pulling them down to admire me. Your lustful eye's light up again, but you're not spoiling me yet. With a gentle kiss on its head and a cheeky wink, you rise to your knees again. I'm already undressed bottoms down, so you know it's only fair to join me. We both hurriedly strip down.

I reach down between your legs and you're more than willing to accommodate my exploration. Your tip your head back, moaning softly, as I start stroking up and down your pussy, testing your wetness. It's no surprise, this has been building all day. I slip one finger inside you, then two. Our tongues intertwine, our eyes closed.

"Mmmmm...fuck" you whisper.