We arrive at our summer home in San Diego around 3pm on a Sunday. We are both exhausted. It's been a long flight and a long day. I am wearing baggy cargo shorts and a tee shirt. You are wearing a thin linen sundress and my favorite, a pair of very thin white lacy cotton thongs, a favor to me since you don't normally enjoy them, although u have started to enjoy them. They breath very well and you said you could barely tell they where on.
As soon as we walk through the door, we drop everything, except for a thin set of bed sheets; we brought a clean set of linen for our bed. We quickly throw the sheets on, pull out a light blanket and gently spread it out over our bed. We kick off our shoes and drop ourselves on our four post bed. Our clothes ruffle as we drop. Your dress, as flimsy and thin as it is ruffled up over your panties. The setting sun is shining through the window and on the bed, highlighting your beautiful legs, your tiny little panties with the little bow on the top. I immediately start getting hard. Your eyes closed, one hand is on the bad, palm down and the other hand is on your stomach, just below your breasts. You don't realize your dress had been up revealing your panties, but you can feel a cool breeze from drifting over your hips. I roll to my side and kiss your neck. I place my left hand on your hip. Starting at your hip bone and working my way under your dress, palming your stomach, and up to your ribs. You move your right hand to my face, just under my ear. I remove my hand from under your dress, and replace my hand at your right breast. You're not wearing a bra so I can tell your nipples are hard. They feel like they are going to pop through your dress.
"I have an idea," you say. You get up and lead me to the bathroom. We have a full bathroom, stand up shower more than enough room for 4 people, and a full whirl pool bathtub. You stop and face me. You reach for the bottom of your dress and pull it up over your head, and drop it to the tile floor. You are standing there in nothing but your thin panties. You take a step towards me and help me unbutton my shirt as I undo my shorts and step out of them. You just as quickly pull the shirt off my shoulders. I, in my boxer briefs and you in your sexy little pinky thongs, we are breathing heavy and both very horny for each other. Our bodies collide and our hands are back on each other. My cock pressed against your very hot pussy. Your thumbs slide under my waist band, making sure to stretch the band over my cock, and down my thighs. I hook my middle fingers under the sides of the thong and start to pull them down. You break our kiss and you spin to face your ass to me.
You slowly bend over and pull them down. As you do so, you push your ass out to me. I grab a hold of you and you raise slowly back up, making sure the arch of my cock is pressed up the length of your ass crack. I hold your hips with my hands and feel your hips. You press your ass against me harder as I pull you tighter. You then place your hands on my hands, entwining your fingers into mine, making you move my hands. You run my hands all over your body. You are guiding, I am going at a slower pace, much slower than you want me to. I am taking my time. It's killing you. You love it. You release my fingers and raise your hands over your head, stretching your body up. You grab my hair, holding my head from above. I kiss your ear, your neck. I am running my hands still slowly all over your body. You are so soft, loving the tiny hairs all over your body, giving you goose bumps. I stop at your tits. Squeezing them firmly, but softly, pinching your nipples, painfully but deliciously. You moan, letting me know when to release.
