I leaned in the doorway, my eyes sweeping over her majestic body. She was in the bathtub, her tanned skin gleaming from the hot water swallowing her body. Her eyes were closed and her head hung back as a hand tickled her voluptuous breasts, slowly grazing her stomach until she reached down between her legs.
A moan escaped her lips. I felt a definite bulge in my pants as Denise's back arched in the tub, exposing more of her sleek mid-section. Two fingers were buried inside of her womanhood, sliding in and out gently.
It was all I could do to stop myself joining her.
No, I wanted to watch this first.
It was the perfect night; dark outside, with only candles to illuminate the room. The smell of incense wafted up my nostrils. A shiver slid down my spine.
Her elegant legs were pressed against either side of the bathtub, bent slightly, feet tense against the other end. Denise's thick red lips were pursed as another sensual moan echoed through the bathroom. Her movements grew quicker and I felt the anticipation rack my body as I watched her climax, her body shaking from the unrelenting waves of pleasure.
Denise settled down, removing her hand and licking it clean.
That was it. I had to join her. I hurriedly began undoing my shirt, allowing it to drift to the floor soundlessly. I glanced at my muscular body in the opposite mirror, briefly admiring the result of six months intense training.
It was when I unzipped my pants that she spun round, eyes wide.
"Daniel!" For a moment she froze, unable to move despite the hot water swirling around her. Her surprise quickly melted away into embarrassment and she smiled awkwardly, beginning her climb from the tub. "Sorry, I thought you were away."
But I simply kicked away my trousers and stepped forward, hands on her shoulders. I stared into her glimmering blue eyes, suddenly overcome with her immense beauty.
Denise's long, golden hair flowed like a stream down her back until it reached her two, nicely curved butt cheeks. I kissed her softly on her sharp nose, my hands sliding down her wet back, squeezing her buttocks gently.
She gasped and drew closer, pressing herself against me. Our mouths met. Her delicious purple lips parted, allowing my tongue to enter. It intertwined with hers and we remained there for a minute, our tongues dancing playfully together.
"I thought you were away for the weekend," she said between kisses.
I sucked on her tongue, then replied, "It got cancelled. I'm glad, too."
A smile nudged her lips as I traced my tongue around the inside of her mouth. "So am I. What would I do without my husband?"
Denise eventually allowed the awkwardness of the moment to dissolve away and she hooked each side of my boxers with her thumbs, dragging them down my legs.
She puckered her lips, closing them around the dome of my manhood. Intense pleasure rippled through my legs as she began sucking lightly. I ran my hands through her soft hair, gripping it as her pace increased.