"You know," she suggestively exclaimed, "that Ray won't be back until the day after tomorrow."
He was not sure why but he found his heart literally skipping a beat when her hand reached outward across the table with her red tipped fingers playfully running up and down along the length of his arm. A nervous lump descended slowly down his throat when she hurriedly rose to her feet causing the kitchen chair to fall backwards to the floor with a loud unexpected thud.
"What do you mean?" Robert Barone asked innocently.
"Well..." Debra Barone calmly took the few steps necessary to position herself directly behind her brother in law as he sat in the kitchen of her house. Having just returned from a wild and torrid night of dancing where the constant unrelenting closeness, the sheer and constant physicality of their gyrating and twisting sweating bodies had left her on the verge of exploding and barely able to control her until now successfully pent up desires.
She stood behind him with the sweet intoxicating scent of her perfume flooding into his nostrils as her lips and teeth softly and delicately nuzzled their way down his neck. The fingers of one hand spread across the opposite side of his face while the other hand slid downwards between his open legs to grope at his burgeoning groin.
"I don't know about you," she whispered provocatively directly into his ear, "but I am going to go into the living room and slowly peel this dress off my sweat soaked body. I do hope that there will be someone there to take advantage of the situation."
The tiny hairs on the nape of his neck stood on end as her hot breath collided with the coolness of his skin and he could not help but let out a loud groan when her fingers demonstrated just a touch too much exuberance on his groin.
"You know what Debra Barone," his face had lit up with a smug grin as she began to saunter into the living room, "you've turned into a real slut!"
"Why thank you Robert!" She had stopped suddenly turning around on the spot with a mock expression of seriousness on her face.
Robert looked on as her face lightened rapidly broadening into a devilish and sexy smile. "But we haven't got all night! You know damn well your mother can only look after the kids for just a couple more hours." Debra had turned taking one step before she once again swung back to face him.
"Besides," she added with a playful wink of an eye, "I have a little surprise for you."
Silently he watched in awe as her fingers teased the elastic from her ponytail before with a few gentle shakes of her head she allowed the reddish strands of her hair to cascade as if in slow motion all over her neck and shoulders. Her blazing brown eyes in full come-hither mode needed only a quick sideways glance in his direction as her fingers began to prise the zip of her dress ever so slowly downwards for him to hurriedly scamper after her into the living room.
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He was naked from the waist down his large fingers wrapped tight around his exposed cock as he enthusiastically and contentedly stroked the length of his shaft. His large bulk spread eagled on top of the big black leather armchair he looked on with eager eyes as he avidly waited for her to perform some sort of erotic dance or act just for him. Although not too short the little black dress she had selected for their night of dancing did have a large slit on the one side which on occasion displayed a none too discreet glimpse of bare flesh from her leg and upper thigh.
"So where is this surprise?" he asked expectantly.
"Hold on," Debra replied impatiently. "You can wait, can't you? she questioned with a sultry smile allowing the black dress to slip down off each of her shoulders revealing the thin pink lace like straps of her bra.
"You know good things come to those who-."
"Yeah, yeah!" Arrogantly he cut her off abruptly in mid sentence like a petulant child unable to wait and unable to control his growing excitement. His large fingers began to travel the length of his thick shaft in a much more aroused and excited fashion. The living room soon resonated with an ever loudening sound as his hand began to slide in frenzy along his shaft. A sound, a mixture of a thwack and slurp that morphed together to form one pulsing almost hypnotic noise.
She quickly shot Robert a bemused if not angry look but her expression soon softened as her eyes took in the sight of his hand pumping along his thick well endowed shaft. As if in a caught in a trance her tongue began to instinctively trace a languid path along the length of her lips whetting her appetite finding the allure of his now glistening member too powerful to resist.
Unable to tear her eyes away her hands released their hold of her dress and it slid from her shoulders following the curves of her body to drop in a heap onto the floor at her feet.
His hand had stopped suddenly mid shaft, his eyes widening in stunned surprise as Robert watched her dress fall silently from her body to the floor. Debra now stood before him with her more than ample breasts struggling to be contained by the pink lacy material of her bra but as his eyes flowed down her body he discovered that she wore no panties. He noticed with undeniable glee that she had trimmed her pubic hair to just one thin wispy line ending just above her pussy lips and for all intents and purposes to him it looked like an arrow pointing downwards between her legs.
"You, you," the first words that came out of his mouth came in a rush sounding like he had developed a stammer, "y-you went commando?"
"For me?" His fingers began to again slide slowly along the length of his cock scrambling up from the armchair in such a rush that he nearly lost his balance.
His words and sudden movement snapped her quickly back to reality. A smile spread slowly across her face with her right hand slipping quickly down between her legs. Her fingers began to suggestively rub and tease the soft wet skin of her pussy.
"You like your surprise?"
