"Honey, I'm home." I redundantly called from the front door as I walked in from work, who else would be using a key to let themselves in our front door at 6pm on a week night.
"In the kitchen. Dinner will be about 10 minutes." Kendall called.
After putting my work bag down, I followed my nose to the kitchen. Kendall was preparing a roast dinner to help us celebrate our second wedding anniversary and it smelt delicious.
"Mmm, smells good." I said as I settled myself against her back, wrapped my arms around her waist, and nuzzled her neck. My comment a double entendre because not only did the roast smell good, Kendall was wearing my favourite perfume.
"Thanks honey. Sorry to say you smell like the city." Kendall replied as she prepared the greens to go with the dinner, "Go have a shower and get comfortable while I finish up here."
I had to admit I felt rather grimy after having travelled by public transport work and back, I normally worked from home and office days were few and far between, we had both been a little miffed when I was asked to go in today of all days.
"You sure I can't do anything to help?" I queried to make sure I wouldn't get in trouble for leaving her to do all the work on our special night.
"Go. Enjoy a shower if I left you any hot water. But don't take too long, I'm hanging for a drink."
I gave Kendall a gentle peck on the cheek and took my leave to have a quick shower, my right hand running over the curve of her hip and across her butt. I loved the feel of her firm cheek in my hand as I gave it a quick squeeze.
It took seconds to strip off my office clothes and I stood under the refreshing hot shower. While I wash away the day let me get the introductions out of the way, I'm Mark. I'm 25 years old, 186cm tall with short dark brown hair and usually clean shaven. I work out and play cardio sports so have a well toned body, no Arnold Schwarzenegger but in good shape. I am a little more than average in the groin region, when flaccid on a warm day I am around 10cm long an 3cm across, when fully erected I grow to 16cm long and 5cm across.
Kendall is 23 years old, 175cm tall with mid back length wavy auburn hair verging on red. Beautiful green eyes that contrast to her hair spectacularly. Kendall does pilates and cardio type sports so also has a well toned body easily fitting into size AU8 clothing. She sports perky A-cup breasts that look bigger on her toned body than what they really are. Her areola and nipples are a couple of shades darker than her breasts with her nipples are around average size when she is relaxed, however when she is aroused they almost double in height and become rock hard which can be a pleasant problem as she is very sensitive and the slightest touch or breeze gets them firm. Being a firm A-cup she doesn't have the need to wear a bra, and doesn't own one. Not that I am complaining as I enjoy seeing the shape of her nipples under her clothing almost as much as I like seeing her bare breasts.
Kendall and I have known each other for 15 years, we started going out as friends 10 years and got together short afterwards. We moved in together soon after Kendall finished high school, her parents moved away and she wanted to stay close to the opportunities she had at hand, and we got married two years ago. Although we had a short break of 2 years when Kendall went to boarding school to finish high school. A time that we mutually agreed to see other people as we didn't know at the time if the distance between us would quell our relationship. History shows it didn't and we believe we are better for it.
I finished my shower, dried myself and dressed in a pair of chino dress shorts and polo shirt before returning to the kitchen where I was greeted by Kendall's beaming smile as she handed me a glass of sparkling wine.
"To our second anniversary." Kendall announced as she held her glass between us.
"Our anniversary, may there be many more." I replied as I tapped my glass against her's.
We each took a sip of the wine, "Mmm, very nice." I said as the liquid washed over my tongue, "Almost as good as the offering this morning?"
"This morning?" Kendall looked at me quizzically, "We didn't have ... oh" she blushed when she realised what I meant. I had woken her up by eating and fingering her pussy until she filled my mouth with her delicious juices.
"Well I let someone else do the work and splurged on a couple of bottles of Moet and Chandon." Kendall replied.
"No expense is too great for you my honey." I replied as I took another sip, "and it will go very nicely with dinner."
"But if you want dessert you will need to make it yourself." Kendall added.
I smiled at what I guessed was a hidden message in that comment and asked "Is that an invitation?"
"Since when have you needed an invitation to eat me for dessert?" Kendall asked as she glanced down at my crotch and saw the obvious bulge of my stiffening cock, "Looks like you could do dessert first." She teased as she rubbed the front of my shorts.
Now I could say it was the banter that had me ready for her but that was only part of the cause. While I was showering Kendall had changed into a very sexy white floral minidress for dinner that she knows I love to see her in. A perfect choice for a balmy summer evening meal on the alfresco deck between our house and pool. The skirt of the dress best described as a mini skirt, barely 30cm from the elasticised waist to the hem she had no hope of it covering neither her bottom nor her pussy when she sits down. I knew her back was bare from the waist to the neck. The neckline of the dress being best described as plunging, all the way to the waist band. The inside swell of her breasts clearly on display as well as her navel. The material barely 6cm wide over her breasts leaving plenty of skin on display at the outer swell of her breasts as well. On a larger cup size she would have been displaying plenty of side and under-boob.
"Well in that dress I could definitely be tempted to start with dessert." I replied as the oven timer announced the dinner show due ready.
"Hold that thought while you help me dish up." Kendall said as she handed me the oven mitts.
It was torture to be moving around the kitchen with such a sexy distraction right next to me however we managed to eventually get the dinner on plates and to make it to the outdoor eating area. I had made it without disgracing myself or ripping Kendall out of her dress. Then we sat at our glass topped outdoor dining table and dinner became a delicious torture.
The food cooked to perfection, being sexy is far from Kendall's only talent, however it's Kendall sitting opposite me that is the torture. With her minidress riding up her hips as she sat down, I could clearly see the white lace of her knickers in the v between the hem of her dress and her thighs. Not only that I could see the darker shadow of her auburn curls through the lace. Not that I am complaining.
I would prefer it if Kendall threw away all her knickers, I rarely wear underwear and find it rather restrictive. I have been working on Kendall to ditch her's for pretty much ever, but that is another story. Unfortunately she only occasionally gives in to my desires in this regard so we came to a compromise that we could both live with; I could replace all her 'sensible' cotton knickers with ones made of sheer and lace material. Being see-through I get to see her beautiful pussy or butt only slightly obscured while she has the security she feels from being covered. This morning I added to the collection with a dozen new pairs of both lace and sheer materials, and a new bikini as well. Looking at the pattern of the lace I suspect she has a new pair on.
I reach my leg across the void between us and run my toes up and down her right shin, when at the top I wriggle my big toe between her knees hoping she consents by relaxing her legs and letting them drift apart. She smiles at me as she eats and watches my foot under the table. A few mouthfuls later her knees relent and I can run my toe up the inside of her thigh until my foot rests on the edge of her chair. Her upper thighs still to close for me to reach my goal.
"If you eat your dinner you can have dessert." Kendall teases as she sucks suggestively on a whole baby carrot.
"Promises." I reply as I lick gravel from my fork, Kendall doesn't relax enough for my foot to advance and my leg starts to cramp anyway from the odd angle under the table so I drop my foot from her chair.
We both realise we are slouching and sit up at the same time. Kendall tucking her feet under her chair without realising doing so makes her knees spread, the movement attracts my eyes again and I see that not only is the material covering her pubic mound visible under her dress, so is the material covering her beautiful pussy lips. I see the hunt for unlined knickers has been worth it, the outline of her lips visible through the lace, I can't wait until she tries on a sheer pair. My cock hardens at the thought that I can use the lack of coverage as reason to ditch the knickers all together as she gets used to them.
I acknowledge Kendall talking to me, asking about dinner, "Yes, very delicious."
"Where was your mind?" Kendall asks as she closes her legs.
"On your pussy." Honesty is always the best policy. Kendall smiles as she puts the last of her food seductively into her mouth before licking her lips. I too finish the last of my food.
We sit, talking about how happy we are, how lucky we have been to have shared not just a couple of years together but 15 so far as we finish the last of the champagne. We had already been friends for longer than many people are married so we have lots to be grateful for.
