It was Friday and my wife and I were nervously waiting for them to arrive. We had been chatting with a couple for about 5 months, and finally decided we should get together. They lived about 8 hours from us and had decided to come and spend the weekend at our house.
My wife Michelle had fallen asleep on the sofa when I saw a pair of headlights pull in the driveway. "Michelle wake up, they're here" I said as I ran my fingers through her shoulder length brown hair.
We both went to the door and invited in our guests. We chatted about their trip and how great it was to be able to finally put a face to the people we had been chatting with for so long. We sat around and got to know each other until 4:30 and then decided it was time to call it a night.
I crawled out of bed at around 9:00 the next morning and headed downstairs. When I made it to the living room I was surprised to see Vivian was already up. I sat down on the sofa next to her and we began laughing about some of the conversations we had had online in the months before.
We recalled one night when the conversation had turned sexual, talking to each other about turn-ons, favorite positions, that sort of thing. In the middle of the conversation I had noticed that the spaghetti straps on her nightgown had slid off her shoulders leaving the top of her left breast exposed. I couldn't help but stare I mean it had been almost 8 years since I had touched anyone's breasts besides Michelle's.
I guess I stopped talking as I was staring at her breast like some kind of pervert..."Andrew...Andrew" suddenly snapped me out of my daze.
After I regained myself I apologized and we continued our conversation. It wasn't long when I felt her hand on my thigh. Once I realized she wasn't taking it away I became rock hard, she moved her hand further up my thigh and brushed her wrist against my cock through my sweat pants.
That was all I needed to convince me to make my move, I leaned in and kissed her slow and passionately as I reached up and finished uncovering that half exposed breast of hers. I took her nipple in between my fingers and began to gently massage it with my thumb and forefinger. By this time she was stroking my cock through my pants and I was going crazy.
I laid her back on the sofa and slid her nightgown up over hips and started to lightly nibble and kiss her inner thigh, she raised her hips up for me and I took the hint. I removed her panties and laid myself down between her legs. I could tell how wet she was just by looking at her, and you can't mistake the smell of a hot wet pussy.