Mark had been awake for hours, had made coffee, and had spent sometime pondering the events of the last few weeks. Susan had opened herself up to new and exciting things he had never imagined she would be up for. Before he left their sex life had been good and he certainly had no cause for complaint, but since his return they were like young exploring teenagers.
Mark couldn't keep his hands off of Susan and vice versa. Any free moment they had was taken up by lovemaking fueled by sheer lust and passion for each other. He smiled reminiscing about the events at McKinley's and later at the hotel. Watching his Susan in the embrace of Christine had been highly arousing to say the least. Seeing the things she had done to Christine, and Christine did to her would forever be imprinted in his memories.
Mark had heard Susan awaken and get into the shower. Thinking of her under the gentle stream of water caressing her flesh while she lathered up her soft subtle body caused his cock to bulge in his boxers. Of course maybe the memories recalling into his quiet alone time were the fuel to his sexual fire.
He heard the shower stop and figured Susan was toweling herself dry and would be out of the tub soon. He took his empty coffee cup into the kitchen and placed it in the sink. Waiting a minute, he pondered with a sly grin, Susan never locked the bathroom door!
He stood in front of the door wearing nothing but his grin and a pair of bulging boxers. Opening the door revealed Susan bent over combing out her hair. Her long beautiful legs were spread about shoulder width apart and the robe she was wearing was unable to cover her perfect ass at the top of her thighs.
"Good Morning." She said still bent over combing out her hair.
"Morning Lover."
"Is that for me?"
"Huh?"
Mark was confused at first and realized the bulge in his shorts was now quite noticeable.
"Maybe."
Mark moved behind Susan and slid his hands between her thighs and began to caress her freshly trimmed pussy. Her moisture began to build as she moaned slightly.
"MMMM." she sighed and moved her legs apart for him
Mark knelt behind his lover and began to kiss her thighs while he followed the contours of her womanhood with his fingers. He circled her clitoris like an eagle circled its prey. He slid two fingers into her and began to work her moist pussy while she moaned with pleasure. With each moan her pussy gave up more and more love nectar and her perfect asshole was exposed to him as she pushed her ass out tightening her pussy around his fingers.
"Lick my asshole!" she begged, with a hint of needing in the undertone of her voice.
Mark complied tracing down to her rosebud. His tongue flicked and probed her ass as his fingers caressed her pussy from the inside. Susan was enamored with this act. She loved to be taken this way and knew Mark enjoyed doing it. She had started rubbing her clit, while Mark was focused on fingering her perfect honeypot and tongue fucking her tight asshole. Mark knew it wouldn't be long before she came because her pussy was tightening around his fingers. By this point she was so wet and aroused he had been able to slip three fingers deep inside as she frantically rubbed her clit.
"Oh Mark, Don't stop, I'm I'm Cumming."
Susan's climax was intense and she felt like she had been electrocuted as the waves of pleasure spread throughout her body. It was at such a level she had to quickly grab the vanity counter to prevent her legs from collapsing under her.
