Ellie scarcely had time to reflect, but it came to her in a flicker as she perched on the edge of the bed.
Twenty-four hours ago, he had been an augmented figment of her imagination. A username on a screen. An accent in her ear from hundreds of miles away.
They had tentatively flirted their way through dinner, downstairs in the kitchen. The sexual tension between them had been sparking.
Already dripping wet as he had led her up to the bedroom, she could feel his wife's presence around her.
The wiring of a bra poking from the corner of a hastily closed drawer. Dresses peeking at her through a partially open wardrobe door. Heels on the floor by the bed. Pink.
Liam drew the curtains before walking around the bed to where she was sitting. She could already see the bulge appearing in his jeans as he gently helped her to her feet.
Her pussy had been fluttering on the journey up, it had smouldered throughout dinner and now that she was in the bedroom, the flames were threatening to become uncontrollable.
He raised her to her feet, gently sliding his hands around her waist, pulling her close. She could feel the pressure of his erect cock against her thigh.
She stared into his eyes, pale blue and piercing as their lips drew together. Agonising anticipation.
The feeling of his breath on her lips sent tingles around her entire body and she stumbled a little, before soft lip brushed soft lip with a sharp intake of breath.
Their lips parted, Liam cupping her face with his hand, staring into her eyes again, before trailing his thumb down her lips and kissing her again. More hunger this time.
Ellie wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed back. They snaked around to his neck and began to unbutton his white shirt.
A low groan escaped his lips as he began to unbutton her jeans, feeling the lacy fabric of her knickers just below her waistband, which sent butterflies through her stomach.
She peeled off his shirt as it tumbled to the floor behind him, running her hands over his firm torso, before Liam pulled her top over her head.
He broke the kiss momentarily, taking in the sight of her lacy black bra, pert breasts moving back and forward as her panting increased. She reached for the buckle on his jeans as they kissed again.
Liam gently pushed her back onto the bed, leaning over to kiss her again, kissing playfully down her torso, teasingly above the waistband on her jeans as he hooked his fingers into it.
She raised her ass instinctively as he slid her jeans off, allowing his own to fall to the floor at the same time. A glance down revealed his cock straining against the thin material of his white boxers.
He kissed his way back up as goosebumps broke out all over her body, laid out on the marital bed. The throb in her pussy was almost audible.
Liam's hand began to snake its way up her thigh as they fell open almost involuntarily. She shuddered once again under his kiss as he inched closer to her need cunt.
He let out a low murmur of satisfaction as his hand cupped it, pressing gently against it. Her juices oozed through the tiny pores in the lace knickers onto his hand.
Her hand reached for his cock, tracing it teasingly through his boxers before she hooked her own thumbs into the waistband, easing them off.
She wrapped her hand around it. The heat warmed her hand as she felt it throb at her touch, a low groan sealing approval as Liam's hand began to press more firmly on her pussy.
Ellie broke the kiss and smiled at him. It might be his bedroom, but she wasn't about to concede the upper hand so easily.
Taking hold of his cock, she guided him up onto the bed, slowly stroking it, before softly taking his hand and positioning it in place of her own.
"Stroke it," she whispered.
He nodded and began to slowly stroke, a bead of precum emerging from the tip of his dick.
Ellie swung her hips as she reached behind her back to unclip her bra, allowing it to tumble down from her shoulders and onto the floor.
Her nipples tingled and hardened as Liam let out a further groan. Turning around with her back to him, she bent over, her ass inches from his face as she slowly peeled down her soaking knickers.
"Mmm fuck," groaned Liam as Ellie giggled. She was back in the driving seat.
Moving over to the chest of drawers she opened the top one, from where the bra had been poking earlier.
She rummaged through the various items of lingerie in his wife's drawer before pulling out a lacy pink thong. With a grin, she located the matching bra.
She glanced at Liam, propped up against the pillows, the tip of his cock now glistening in pre-cum as he stared at her transfixed.
Ellie reversed the earlier process, stepping into his wife's thong and pulling it slowly over her ass, turning around for the full effect.
She clipped and adjusted the bra before spotting the pink heels out of the corner of her eye. She lifted them and clipped them on, hearing the groan from behind her as she did so.