"Babe," I said as I nudged your feet with the mop. "I need to get this floor clean before your parents get here."
He looked up from his phone and smiled, "Magic word?"
I smirked and hesitated. He set his phone aside and placed his hands on my hips. His mouth landed softly on my bare stomach. This morning, he'd bet me he could make me cum in less than two minutes. He'd won that bet and I was now cleaning the house completely naked. His hand drifted north to my breasts. Gently, he squeezed my firm, round tit. His other hand traveled south and cupped my mound.
"Want to make another bet?" I asked. His finger slipped into my wet cunt.
"Mmm," he groaned as my juices soaked his hand and leaned down my legs.
"I bet you can't watch me clean this floor without fucking me," I laughed. "If I win, you fuck me hard and fast. If you win, I suck your cock."
"I win either way," he laughed and withdrew his hand. "You're on Haley."
He dropped my breast and it bounced free. I picked the mop back up and returned it to the closet. I grabbed a big white sponge and returned to the living room. I dropped to my knees on the hardwood floor. Slowly, I dipped the sponge into the bucket, soaking it. As I squeezed the excess water out, I looked up at my husband.
He was sitting on the couch in his boxers. His strong chest was bare and his hand was tucked into the waistbands of his plaid boxers. I could see the outline of his well endowed cock and the tip was poking through he opening. After five years of marriage, the sight of his hard dick still drive me wild. My pussy dripped in anticipation.
I was definitely winning this bet.
I dropped to all fours, my ass facing him. My hand gripped the sponge tightly as I started scrubbing the floor. With each movement, my tits bounced and I clenched my ass. I knew his blue eyes would be transfixed on me. Slowly, I crawled across the floor, putting on a show as I scrubbed. When I reached him, I put my hands on his knees and looked up at him with my big, brown eyes. I kissed his cock through his cotton boxer.
"Tony," I whispered. "I'm so wet." My moan echoed across the living room. I pulled his boxers down and slipped them off his legs. His cock was hard. I'd fallen in love with his wit and charm, but his eight inch, thick, delicious cock kept me cumming back for more. His blue eyes looked down at me with raw hunger. The same hunger I felt coursing through my body. The deep vein that traced his entire length was throbbing. I stood up slowly, allowing my breasts to graze up his shaft.
His cock was standing at attention as he watched me walk into the kitchen. I returned a moment later with the Windex and paper towels. Again, I turned my back to him and put my focus and effort into cleaning the windows. I reached up on my tiptoes and rubbed the top section of the windows.
Before I could work my way back down, he was behind me. He held my hands over my head and leaned his entire body weight against me. I smiled as he pushed into me. His cock teased my opening. My naked breasts smashed into the glass. I looked out the window, knowing my entire body was on full display. That's when I saw him.
I smiled at Mr. Kyle, the widowed father of two that lived across the street from us. His eyes bulged from his head as he took me in. Tony released one of my hands and waved at him.
"Change of plans," he announced. "You cheated on the bet by touching my cock. So you're going to get your fuck and I'm going to get sucked."
Mr. Kyle stared in disbelief as Tony motioned for him to come in. But, he practically sprinted across our yard as he realized he was truly being invited in. I laughed and watched as he ran towards our house.
Tony and I loved to invite others into our bedroom. He got off watching me suck and fuck other men and women. And I loved handling two cocks at once. We'd never included Mr. Kyle or anyone else we'd known outside the bedroom. In fact, I didn't even think Mr. Kyle had ever spoken more than a few words to my husband or me. He was quiet and kept to himself. But, from where I was standing, I could see he was eager to participate.
The doorbell rang and Tony shouted for him to come in. As the door open. Tony plunged his cock into me, my body slammed into the glass.
"Hi," I said over my shoulder. "Welcome to our home, Mr. Kyle." I giggled as I heard him
breathing heavily. This was going to be fun.
My pussy throbbed as my husband rammed his cock into me. His hips thrusted hard and his balls slapped against my skin. The skin-to-skin slapping sound bounced off the walls. Without finishing, he pulled out and turned to our neighbor. His cock was dripping with my juices.
"Hank," he greeted him. "My wife is horny and I want to watch you fuck her."
Hank? I'd never known his first name. It fit him. Hank was six foot tall and over 200 pounds. His hair was thinning, but he still had the sexiness of his youth. He'd often watch me jogging or playing in the garden. I knew my tight ass and full tits teased him and I always flaunted my assets to anyone that would appreciate them.
"What?" He asked as his voice cracked. His face was flushed with embarrassment.
"Fuck me Hank," I said as I turned to face him. I giggled. "Your cock is begging to be freed, I see."
He stuttered, "Oh. I, um, are you sure Tony?"