Ember lay on her back on the bed. She was wearing a purple and black lace balconet bra that barely covered her nipples, matching French cut panties, and a garter belt with sheer black stockings. Strappy black heels, a jet black choker, and a blindfold completed the outfit. Her hair was pinned up, and she was completely made up, with lipstick and nail polish and all.
The large bedroom was lit by several flickering candles. A large soft blanket was spread at the foot of the bed, and her recently emptied glass of vodka and cranberry juice rested on the nightstand. Steps sounded in the hall and her husband came in, clad only in black boxer briefs. He climbed onto the bed next to her and spooned her. Pressed against her, he began caressing her leg up over her stomach and cupping her barely covered 38DD breasts while he kissed her neck. She held his hand against her breast and pressed her sexy bottom against his crotch. He began whispering in her ear; she smiled and he helped her off the bed and onto her knees. She reached up and pulled down his underwear, freeing his cock. She reached for it and began stoking its length. His fingers slip into her hair, bringing her mouth the tip, and she opened her painted lips, first licking the head and then slowly wrapping around end. His other hand massaged her neck and shoulder slowly, their breathing increasing together as they became more excited.
As they continued, a young man, also in boxer briefs, padded in silently. He stood next to Ember for a second and then added his hands to her shoulders and neck. She paused for a second, turning her head and listening, unable to see with the blindfold on. His hands did not stop and after a moment she continued, her head bobbing sexily.
Her husband took her other hand and placed it on the thigh of the young man. The hand rested on the waistband, then slid down over the young man's crotch. His erection was visible, stretching the fabric, and grew with the contact. She rubbed its length, and then pulled on his briefs; he helped and they fell down to the floor, revealing a rigid, thick shaft that she only could see with her fingers. They travelled up and down its length and then attempted to wrap around its girth.