This is a joint effort with cuninglinguist61 and myself. If you missed chapter one, go to cuninglinguist61's profile page and check it out. For future reference, he will submit the odd chapters and I will submit the even chapters.
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Andi:
It's been a couple months since our night of fun with Kathy and she had become a regular guest to our hotel room and now to our home for the past month. She and I have become pretty good friends now and I think Charlie was starting to resent her coming over, though he doesn't say so because she and I seem to spend so much time together now; looking over paint color and fabric as well as having a little girl fun with each other.
Standing at the kitchen sink, looking out to the back patio, I see Charlie hooking up some lighting for our deck so we can have some BBQs, parties and enjoy the nights. Biting my lip, I realize that my poor husband has been neglected for a week and I need to rectify that soon.
Dinner ready, I decide to use the patio table outside so we can enjoy the first night of comfortable weather. With the weather turning warm, I know Charlie is so looking forward to getting his garden going again. He does it so well and his plants flourish under his healing hands.
I walk outside, and set up the patio table as Charlie looks at me questioningly. He sees me place the forks, knives and glasses and understands. "I should have the lights done in a couple more minutes, babe," he tells me as he walks to the side of the house.
"Ok, by the time you are done, dinner will be ready to eat," I tell him, going back into the house.
I look around and realize I have my dream home; spacious living room by the front entrance with a dual-face fire place in the wall that heats both the dining room and the living room. That's just for starters and just part of the downstairs. My kitchen didn't need any remodeling and was huge! I had two ovens, microwave oven, top-of-the-line compactor, dishwasher and refrigerator so it is a joy to cook here. Huge granite counters all over the kitchen with a breakfast nook that overlooks the back yard. A walk-in pantry with tinted glass doors and the light was fixed so that when the door opened it went on.
Hearing Charlie return to the back yard, I move to the refrigerator and pull out a bottle of champagne for us. First Friday that we both are home on time and nothing planned for the weekend so time to celebrate and play with my husband a bit.
I uncork it, put into the ice bucket and walk back out. Charlie raises an eyebrow at the bottle and then grins, his all knowing grin. Yes, my darling hubby knows that I get horny after drinking champagne and he is enjoying the thought of after dinner. I put the ice bucket onto the table, turn and give my hips an extra sway, for good measure, knowing he is watching me walk back into the house. I hear him chuckle as I get back in the kitchen to grab our dinner plates I prepared and put into the oven.
"Honey," I say loudly, calling out to Charlie, "are you done?"
"Yeah, I am," he says back. "Is dinner ready?" He asks.
"Yes, but I know you want to wash up, so I will hold off for a minute," I tell him. He comes into the house and goes into the bathroom to wash up, so I sneak into the pantry and take off all my clothes and put my apron back on, walk out quickly, grab our plates and put them on the table before Charlie steps back out.
I sit down, waiting for him to return, looking at the lights he just installed twinkling above my head. He is such a great handyman; he made them look like shiny stars looking down on us.
I hear the screen door open and Charlie walks out, sits down and grabs the bottle and pours some in each glass. He raises his glass and looks over at me and smiles big when he realizes that all I have on is the apron. "Baby, take that damn thing off," he says laughing.
Well, I don't have to be told twice, so I pull it off, drop it in the open chair next to me and look over to him. His grin gets bigger when he sees my tits and nipples above the table and he reaches over and slides his fingers across them and raises his glass again, this time saying, "For those beautiful tits of yours, baby. I like dining with a naked wife," he chuckles.
Smiling, I raise my glass and take a drink. Ah, I sigh, this is going to be a good night, I think as I eat my dinner, taking peeks at my husband from under my lashes.
"What's on your mind, Andi?" He asks, knowing I have been looking up at him often.
"Are you glad we got the house?" I ask. "I feel like we got it because I loved it so much, not because you did and I feel guilty."
"Honey, I love the house, I love you and I am going to have a great garden this year," Charlie answers. "So what's for dessert?" He asks knowing what I will say or so he thinks. My devious mind has been up to no good but I know he will enjoy dessert very much.
"It's a surprise," I tell him, finishing another glass of champagne. I get up take our plates into the kitchen and bring out another bottle of champagne and a big glass bowl and one spoon. In the bowl is chocolate mousse with a light whipped topping. I put it and the bottle on the table and clear some room on the table in front of him. He looks at me strangely but doesn't say anything and watches. I grab his glass and put it on the other end of the table and get on the table and straddle his chair, a foot on each arm rest. I take the bowl and spoon and scoop out a bit of mousse and spread it on my tits and my bare pussy. I look at my husband and tell him that dessert is served.
He grins and slowly starts to lick my left nipple, taking all of the mousse off and eating it. His tongue slowly moves over to my right nipple and he does the same, his tongue circling around my nipples.
He takes the spoon from my hand and spread more mousse on my pussy, drops the spoon into the bowl and pushes me down onto the table as he pulls my legs over his shoulder and starts to nibble, lick, suck and eat my pussy.
"Oh, baby, that feels so good," I moan as I feel his tongue rolling around my clit and licking my swollen pussy lips, tasting my juices and the mousse.
"I love my dessert," Charlie says, taking another scoop and spreading it all around my pussy again. He really starts to suck and lick harder and my breathing is getting heavier as I can feel the tension of my orgasm build within my pussy. Charlie hears it and knows that he has the power to make cum hard.
Most men can make me cum when they go down on me but my husband can make it more intense and I love that. His tongue slides in and out I feel his fingertip rubbing against my clit, his other hand down at my asshole, caressing it. He dips his finger into my pussy and then slides it back down to my ass and slowly slides it into my hole, knowing that will take me over the edge. I relax and let his finger slides in and he brings his tongue down to lick around to moisten it more and he slides his whole finger in as his other fingers slide into my dripping pussy. He starts to slide them in both holes with the same tempo, slow at first but faster and faster as he feels my legs start to shake, his indication that I am close to cumming. He puts his tongue onto my clit and licks around it and then takes it into his mouth and sucks harder and harder as I feel my body shake, knowing any second I will explode.
"Oh, Charlie, baby... Oh yes! Oh yes! Baby, yesssss!" I scream as my orgasm rolls over me in tidal waves, shaking my body on the table as his fingers fuck my holes and his tongue and mouth ravages my clit.
Charlie:
