"C'mon upstairs, Babe," Jack yelled down to his wife, who had been banished for the better part of the weekend, only seeing him at meals, and when he'd come downstairs, freshly showered, at the end of the day. Then, it seemed, after all that work he'd still found the energy to molest her.
Lily grinned to herself and even blushed thinking about how he'd joined her on the deck on Friday night wearing nothing but a robe and boxers. It had been dark enough, and the only neighbors with a view of that part of their yard were out of town, but it still had made her a little anxious as he stood by her, and she realized that his hard cock was sticking out of the boxers just inches from her face.
Anxiety and embarrassment losing stature to the sight of her favorite toy, Lily had leaned forward and let him slide his cock deep into her mouth. Jack moaned with pleasure as Lily's mouth worked her magic on his shaft. While he couldn't prove it statistically, there was no doubt in Jack's mind that Lily was the most enthusiastic, highly-talented cock-sucker on the face of the earth. She had bobbed her head slowly up and down, lathering his cock and making it even slipperier as she forced more and more into her hungry mouth. Gently Lily had caressed Jack's balls and played with his asshole, just the way she knew he loved it.
As Jack got closer to another Lily-inspired orgasm, she had teased him to prolong his agony. Leaning her head back, she reached around him and pulled him forward so her head was positioned between his legs. Adjusting herself, Lily moved her head up to lick Jack's balls, heavy with his cum. She lifted up a little and sucked one deeply but gently into her mouth, then the other, and then, deliciously, both. Jack's cock had twitched with desire, and she felt it burning against her face. Knowing it was time, Lily had reluctantly let go, and turned around, dropping to her knees. Wrapping his robe around herself to give at least the appearance of privacy, Lily sucked his entire length into her mouth, the head forcing its way into her throat. She pulled off just long enough to look straight into his slightly glazed eyes...
"Fuck my mouth, Jack," was all it took. Jack had reached down and wrapped his fingers in her hair, forcing his cock back into her mouth. Lily loved the feeling of him using her mouth roughly, from the sheer heat and thrill of it to the knowledge that she inspired so much lust in him. She knew that her body was both his temple and his toy, and it was perfect for her, just what she wanted. He had meant what he'd told her so often before they were living together; Jack had never let a day go by when he didn't try to have his cock somewhere inside her body, and knew how to keep her feeling sexy.
"MMMMMMmmmmmm," Lily moaned around Jack's cock, which sent him into deeper, harder strokes. By now, Lily herself was soaked, and was glad that the loose shorts she'd worn without panties gave her access to her own burning body. She flicked her own clit and shuddered, thinking that his tongue was going to be there any minute, and that he'd gratefully repay her for the blowjob she was giving him. Sliding two fingers deep inside her pussy she began to slowly fuck herself. Lily stopped... slid her hand up Jack's thigh, and with knowledge borne of experience with him... and the desire for pleasing her man, she slid one well oiled finger straight up his ass. The sensation was too much for Jack, who had immediately unleashed a load of hot cum into Lily's waiting mouth.
Sucking hard, Lily emptied Jack's balls, holding it all in her mouth until it dripped out of the corner between her lips. Moving slowly up from her knees, she rubbed her cum-soaked lips on his body, leaving a trail as she kissed her way up to him. Bending her head back, Lily opened her mouth to show Jack the load of cum she'd kept. With a great show, she swirled her tongue in it, and swallowed, making Jack believe it was the finest thing she'd ever had in her mouth. Lily then pulled her head down to him, kissing him hard and forcing her cum-slick tongue deep into his mouth. They'd shared the long kiss, she knowing that it turned Jack on to taste his cum in her mouth, and he simply appreciating deeply the woman that he'd waited so long to be with.
Standing in that very position, Jack and Lily undressed each other, moving quietly to the hot tub, where they slipped in to appreciate the steaming heat. Lily sat up on the edge of the tub, and Jack stood up to meet her, kissing her mouth and neck, finding the place behind and below her ear that he knew would melt her. Hungry for her, as he always was, Jack's hands roamed her body, tracing her curves, down her side and to her hips, which he held tightly in a possessive way. His mouth moved down as well to Lily's shapely breasts, and he searched for a rock-hard nipple to suck. Using just the right pressure, Jack elicited a moan from Lily, who reached up to grab his head and pull him tighter to her breast. Alternately licking and sucking, Jack teased his wife, while his free hand moved down between her legs.
Finding her freshly shaved pussy, Jack's hand moved slowly, first caressing her entire mound gently, and then drawing his palm back, allowing his hand to graze Lily's engorged clit, and letting a finger trace the valley of her pussy, almost, but not quite entering. He let the now wet finger stray to her clit, and moved it slowly, but confidently, rolling it around and playing with it, causing Lily to toss her head back and nearly disengage his hungry mouth from her nipple. Still a somewhat shy girl, Lily let her body speak, as she spread her legs wider, and her hand pushed Jack's mouth down until it reached her delicious pussy.
"Dinner appears to be served," Jack grinned up at Lily... "my favorite meal."
With few words in her head, Lily had simply leaned back and let Jack's tongue go to work. Within moments, the alternate flicking of his tongue on her clit and the deep diving of his tongue inside her had caused her first orgasm of the evening. She held back too obvious a display, knowing that if she let him continue, the next one would be even bigger. Jack had grinned around her pussy, having felt the contractions on his tongue, and knowing what she wanted, he dove back for more. He worked his tongue feverishly around her clit, telling her over and over again how tasty she was, and how sexy her shaved pussy was. She loved both the compliments and the attention, and loved it even more when she found one, and then two, of Jack's fingers had slipped inside her. Moving in and out, he brought her slowly to the edge, and when he knew he'd found the right place, he sucked down hard on her clit, and forced his fingers deep inside her. Almost without realizing it, Lily let out a sharp cry and shuddered deeply, leaning forward so that her breast rested on the top of Jack's head. His tongue teased her sensitive clit and made her shiver as she came down from the high of the orgasm.
"Uh.... Lily?" Jack repeated again, jogging her out of her blushing memory just before she'd gotten to the part where he'd taken her from behind in the tub, thrusting his fingers in her mouth for her to suck on.....
Literally shaking her head to clear her mind, Lily walked up the stairs, wondering what he'd done the whole time. Recently remodeled, their house seemingly needed nothing. The new two-story master bedroom with the sleeping loft had been his favorite part, what he called his wedding present to her, knowing that redoing the house had made it as much hers as his, even though he'd been their years before the marriage. With her two children away at college, and his one year away (and thankfully with his mother this weekend), there was plenty of room to work with. Lily only knew that he'd been working on the spare bedroom, which they used as a home office.
"Bedroom first," said Jack. She obediently went into the bedroom, where she saw a Victoria's Secret bad sitting in a position too obvious to miss. Curious, she opened it up and found what he'd obviously intended her to wear, a filmy little babydoll nightie, in black, of course, and a tiny pair of panties that might as well not have been there. Not surprised, knowing both how much he knew she loved Vicky's, and how he's seemed to never lose the thrill of dressing her in ever more revealing clothes (the Fredericks of Hollywood story would have to wait), she quickly undressed and changed into the little outfit, trusting that none of the windows would be open.
