Alison ran up to her bedroom. Feeling slightly giddy from the trip to the restaurant with her husband she was now feeling decidedly warm as she kicked off her shoes and unceremoniously lifted up her dress to take off her tights. She couldn't remember why she had elected to wear them under her dress in the middle of summer and it felt much better to bare her smooth legs.
Heading downstairs she found her husband opening another bottle of wine. Standing behind him she grabbed his arse before running her other hand up over his chest, her breasts pressed against his back and her head on his shoulders. Slowly her hand trailed down his body and started rubbing his cock through his trousers while kneading his arse.
Turning round they kissed passionately, their tongues darting in and out of each others mouths in rapid succession as Alison felt Mark lift her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his torso and held on to his upper body as he carried her up the stairs. The door to their bedroom had been left open as they stumbled through the archway, still kissing, before collapsing onto the bed.
Alison had succeeded in un-buttoning Mark's shirt which he quickly discarded, throwing it across the room in the general direction of their bathroom, and allowing Alison to run her hands over his bare chest before reaching further down his body. She could feel Mark's cock was throbbing through his trousers and as he had already removed his shoes and socks she thought it only fair to help him out of the rest.
Mark's trousers and underwear were soon joining his shirt on the floor, his manhood standing to attention. Ally leaned forward on the bed to admire the shaven manhood in front of her. She cupped his balls as her mouth worked its way down the shaft, leaving a trail of saliva down Mark's aching member. Alison teased him, as she sucked one of his balls into her mouth and toyed with it with her tongue through the smooth skin, before moving back to the tip of Mark's cock and the exquisite sensation as her tongue passed along sensitive edge of the tip.
With the tingling sensation growing at the base of his spine Mark knew it was his wife's turn. He gently pulled back before kneeling down to kiss her again, before getting onto the bed behind her. He unzipped her dress as she slithered out of the silk material and lifted it from the hem up over her head before placing it gently on a chair. Alison's cooed, as her bare breasts felt the midday summer breeze coming in through the window and her nipples hardened, becoming erect and even more tender. She hadn't bothered to wear a bra that day, not wanting the extra tension across her 34A breasts which had only added to her husband's pleasure as he had been able to see them moving freely under the dress before. Now Mark cupped them firmly from behind, his own erection pressing into Alison's back as she tilted her head up and they kissed again.
As they re-positioned on the bed, Alison was lying on her back and Mark had worked his way down until he was kissing her navel. The small damp spot on his wife's knickers told Mark all that he needed to know. With Mark's hands taking a gentle grip on her knickers, Alison lifted her hips until her ass no longer touched the bed. The next instance her bum was bare, as Mark slipped her knickers over her bottom before lifting her legs back up towards her head. He enjoyed the smooth sensation of her legs as he lifted her red thong over her ankles, before noticing a small wet patch, and flinging them across the room and turning his attention to his wife's recently waxed and completely hairless pussy.
