June opened the window wide and breathed in the fresh spring air, along with all the other urban smells outside her apartment. This working from home, avoiding human contact, pandemic shit was getting old.
She looked out across the street to the park where she had made so many memories with her kids, and decided that she was going to serve dinner tonight in the form of a picnic for her and hubby under the huge maple that little Jimmy had fallen out of all those years ago. She hated cooking for just the two of them since the kids were both now gone.
She reflected on the grandson on the way, and wondered what sort of worries Jimmy would have to deal with in the years ahead. Would he have the broken bones, illnesses, fights at school that she'd had to deal with?
She thought then of her eldest, Jane, and her sweet daughter, Janet. She couldn't help but wonder if Jane would someday bust her daughter going down on her boyfriend, like June had caught Jane with that Jacobs boy, right over there in the park. June had known she needed to reprimand her daughter for her actions, but deep down she knew she had done that exact same thing at her age, and more!
Steve rounded the corner and stopped to admire his wife, more precisely, he admired her sweet ass and fantastic legs. He was getting tired of working from home too. But the scenery of his wife without pants sure brightened up a boring workday.
They both were dressed for work, from the waist up. It was a perk of the pandemic that everyone knew about, but only rarely admitted to. Zoom meetings didn't require any pants! Of course everyone had to wonder what everyone else was wearing down below the view of the computer.
"Taking a little break honey?" He asked her. "Yeah, needed some fresh air. Enjoying the view, reminiscing a little." She answered, looking over her shoulder with a smile.
She saw that he didn't even see her smile, as his gaze was focused a lot lower. Her smile widened as she shook her ass at him when he replied, "What a coincidence, I am enjoying the view and reminiscing too!"
"Yeah? You know you can get a closer view if you want." June told him, shaking her ass again. Working from home did have certain perks, she thought.
Steve agreed, and crossed the room quickly. She braced herself for what she knew was coming when he got behind her and dropped to his knees. His hands slid up the back of her thighs and his thumbs caught the bottom of her blouse as his fingers continued up over her ass.
Steve began to plant wet kisses on her ass cheeks, going back and forth randomly, moving steadily closer to the strip of fabric pulled up between her cheeks.
Her deep breathing told him to continue when he reached out and grabbed the thong and pulled it out of her crack, moving it aside. She bent over further, placing her hands on the sill.
He ran his wet tongue between her cheeks and she gasped as he found her sphincter and began to rim her. Firmly pushing the tip of his tongue into her asshole and swirling it around.
She moaned loudly as four stories below a cabbie angrily honked his horn at another driver. Steve began to run his fingers over her meaty labia, still probing her asshole with his relentless tongue.
Her hips rolled on their own now, responding to her husband's talents, as a man entered the park across the street walking five Pomeranians.
