Since Ron and Emily met, things had changed. They both seemed so insular, wrapped up in their own thoughts, obviously for one and other. It seemed at times, that the whole world had disappeared around them.
No longer were there nights out with their friends or drinks with the guys or girls on a Friday night. Living in their new condo overlooking the ocean that they had purchased with their lottery winnings they were so in love they didn't need anyone but each other.
To their friends, they had become the old married couple and in a word, quite boring. What they didn't know was that life for them was anything but boring. Alone together, their sexual appetites and activities with each other left little time for socializing.
Standing up, Emily drained the rest of her red wine and kissed Ron on the cheek. Be back in a few minutes she told him walking through the open patio doors. Leaving him sitting alone on the balcony to smoke, sip his wine and gaze out over the moonlit sea she disappeared from view.
Ron butted out his cigarette and poured himself another glass full of wine. A movement in the living room caught his eye. There, going about her business was Emily, dusting and cleaning in a French Maid's outfit.
His eyes took in the sight of her sexy body. Dressed in a short black pleated skirt and white lace bib/apron covering her tits she is making his cock swell. She has nothing on under it but a pair of thigh high stay-up black fish-net mesh nylons and a pair of spiked high heels on her feet. The openness on the sides of the bib let Ron see the outer edges of her little A-cup tits, tanned from laying topless on the beach outside their condo.
He watched transfixed by what he saw as she went about her cleaning. His cock grew and jerked inside his shorts as she bent over, feet about a foot apart, to pick up something off the floor. The hem of her little black skirt rode up over the bottom edges of the two firm globes of her bare ass cheeks. Bending over, her legs apart, exposed the bottom junction of a pair of smoothly waxed cunt lips beneath them to Ron's lust filled gaze.
His glass of wine and the view momentarily forgotten, he moved to the doorway watching her with his hand inside his shorts rubbing his swelling cock. He watched as she bent over again, spreading her legs a little rather apart. Supporting herself on the edge of a table she reached out to get to the far end to dust it.
The gap between her thighs where they meet at the junction of her slender legs gives him a clear view. He can clearly see the slit of her glistening wet cunt. It is like a magnet to Ron's cock pulling it nearer to the smooth puffy lips of her outer labia nestled there. With her legs spread apart Ron can see the bottom of Emily's inner lips between the swollen outer ones.
Standing there with a dreamy glazed look in her eyes Emily looked as though she was in a hypnotic trance. Thinking about getting fucked with Ron's hard 7.5" cock Emily spread her feet apart further and reached her fingers down into the gap between her thighs at the top of her legs. Sowly she ran her finger through the moist folds of her cunt lips from the bottom of them closest to her ass hole up through her slit to her clit, still hiding under its hood at the top of it
He stared at her, mesmerised by her beauty and stroking his now throbbing cock, as she rubed her clit faster and faster. Feeling the need for something more than her fingers inside her cunt she grabs her duster. In one swift motion she thrusts the dimpled wooden handle of it up inside her soaking wet cunt. It went deep into her cunt hole, almost penetrating her womb.
Ron dropped his shorts to his ankles kicked them off. His hand wrapped around his smooth 7.5" smoothly shaved cock and balls as he silently strode barefoot across the plush carpet towards her. His heart racing, his pulse pounding in his temples, and his cock is throbbed with anticipation of what was to come.
Emily dropped her duster when Ron grabbed her by the hips from behind and pulled her back up against his manhood. His cock ended up resting in the crack of her firm ass cheeks. Putting his arms around her tiny waist he lifted her up off her petite feet. Ron's muscular arms carried Emily to the back side of the sofa where he positions her, bent over on the top of it.
Reaching in under the bib he finds the hardened nipples resting on the top of the soft skin of her firm A-cup tits and hard swollen nipples. Running his fingers over the little bumps on her areoles and over her nipples he heard her gasp. Through her lips she sucked in a giant lung full of air. His hands went around the little tits gently pressing his fingers into their flesh.