‘God dammit’ yelled Kurt from the other room cursing the umpires.
Tara barely noticed, she was so immersed in her cowboy novel. It was right in the middle of an intense sex scene where the main character was getting her pussy serviced from behind by a big strong cowboy. The scene came to a close but Tara was left wanting more. She could feel her slit moistening. Sliding off the bed she strolled out to the lounge. Swinging her hips seductively she spoke to Kurt in a girlish tone.
‘Baaabe. Can we do something. I’m bored.’
‘Not now babe. It’s almost half time. We’ll do something after the game.’
‘But I’m bored now.’ She pouted as she stepped between Kurt and the TV.
‘Well I can’t help that,’ he replied, looking around her.
‘Fine,’ she sighed. ‘But you’re going to have to explain it to them,’ she said as she straddled him thrusting her D cup breasts into his face.
Kurt’s focus left the TV, now she had his attention. He stared at the large orbs nestled beneath her red bra and a bright sundress. He knew just how fantastic they looked and felt. Those firm little nubs with large areolas were any man’s wet dream. Kurt looked his wife up and down. She was smoking hot, with wide womanly hips and a toned ass that he could have stared at for days. She had beautiful large green eyes, long blonde hair and a smile that could power the whole earth. He thought to himself, right there is the answer to global warming, it’s all in that smile.
He opened his mouth ‘Don’t make me tell them.’
She grinned down at him mischievously. She grabbed his hand and slowly guided it up under her dress.
‘Oh you’re also going to have to tell my kitty cat.’
‘Oh come on. You know I can’t do that.’ Kurt protested as she guided his hand inside her panties. He could feel the coarse hair of her inch thick landing strip as his hand travelled south. Then the smooth skin of her bald pussy. Immediately his fingers slid in among the sopping wet folds of her pussy.
‘Seems like someone has sprung a leak.’ Exclaimed Kurt raising an eyebrow at Tara. She simply responded by sensually biting her lip and humping her hips against his hand. Kurt pulled her in for a passionate kiss. As their lips danced across each other’s he massaged her dripping snatch, teasing the outer folds but refusing to penetrate her. Breaking their kiss, Tara leant back and looking at him seriously.
‘Now are you going to come into the bedroom and fuck me doggy style or am I going to have to take care of this myself?’
‘I guess I could take a look at it,’ grinned Kurt.
‘Good,’ responded Tara jumping away from him. She swiped up the remote, turned the TV off and danced off to the bedroom. Swinging her hips so that her dress rode up putting her perfect ass on display. Kurt sat stunned for a second staring between the TV, her ass and his wet fingers. Finally he shrugged to himself and got up and followed her into the bedroom.
When he walked in Tara was already on the bed waiting with her legs spread.
She looked up at him ‘I can’t wait all day,’ she exclaimed sliding a hand under the band of her panties, slowly massaging her clit.
‘You are a naughty little woman.’ He said, shaking his head. ‘I think you need to be taught a lesson.’
Kurt slid on top of her and began to kiss her passionately. He knew she was desperately horny and that just made him all the more determined to take his time. He slowly ran his hands over her body, gently caressing her hips and thighs. Tara was in much more of a rush. She slid her fingers under his shirt drawing it over his head. She threw it to the floor revealing his toned and muscled body, firm against her soft curves. Getting the memo Kurt reached down and began to draw her dress up over her head. Tara sat up to assist him and once her dress was gone she tore at his shorts eager to have his 8 inches of meat inside her. She could see it’s rigid outline inside his briefs. He pressed her back against the bed kissing her tenderly as he ground his cock against her groin.
Breaking their kiss he asked ‘why are you in such a hurry sexy wife?’ Kurt began to gently kiss her neck.
Tara gripped him firmly with both arms humping his cock. ‘Fuck me now hubby!’
He grinned down at her ‘Okay.’
It was at that moment that the door bell rang.
‘Ugh!’ Tara groaned in frustration. ‘Who is that!’
‘I’m not sure,’ replied Kurt as he slid from on top of her. Pushing the blinds aside he peaked out the window. On the porch he could see two young men.
‘Looks like a couple of preachy blokes or something like that.’
‘Ugh!’ Tara exclaimed louder this time.
The young men on the porch glanced around spotting Kurt in the window.
‘Oh shit,’ he exclaimed. ‘I think they saw me.’ He said as he stepped back letting the blinds fall into place.
Ding dong! The doorbell rang again.
‘What do we do now?’ Grumbled Tara.
‘I know,’ replied Kurt looking mischievous. ‘Let’s mess with them a little and then send them on their way.’
‘What did you have in mind?’ Asked Tara, cocking an eyebrow. Kurt stepped to the cupboard and removed an item.
‘Here throw this on and then go and talk to them.’
He held up a red silk dressing gown. Tara looked at him scandalised.
‘I can’t do that!’ She exclaimed.
‘Why not?’ he replied. ‘You don’t have to let them in, just chat to them for a couple of minutes and watch them squirm. Then tell them you’re not interested and send them on their way.’
As he spoke he grasped her hand and slowly drew her up from the bed. She stood in front of him in her matching red silk panties and bra looking defiant. She looked spectacular, the bra was low cut, barely covering her pink areolas and the red panties were a skimpy cut that rose up to her hips revealing the smooth skin either side of her landing strip.
Kurt held the dressing gown towards her.
‘Come on it’ll be fun to tease them a little, besides once they’re gone I’ll fuck however you want, wherever you want.’
‘Fine.’ Tara sighed, grabbing the gown from him. She slipped it on carefully knotting it at the front.
‘There, how do I look?’
Kurt stared at her drinking in the sight before him. The dressing gown hugged her hips, coming to an end about mid thigh. It was long enough to cover everything, but if she bent over her red panty clad pussy would certainly be on display. At the front the gown plunged down revealing Tara’s ample cleavage. It was anchored at her waist by a large bow.
‘You look incredible. You are literally sex on legs.’
Tara blushed at the compliment, some of her previous arousal returning.
‘Now go and tease those young men and get them out of here so that I can fuck you good and hard!’
Tara grinned at him. ‘Alright, alright.’ She slid on a pare of heels and strutted out of the room.
She paused at the front door, her heart was racing and the moisture had returned between her legs in full force. Taking a deep breath she slowly opened the large wooden door.
Standing on the other side of the screen door were two young men who looked as if they were in their early twenties. They had turned away about to leave, but hearing the door open they both snapped around at attention. The both stood bolt upright with a look of shock plastered across their faces as the beheld the blonde beauty standing before them. One of them opened his mouth then closed it again, apparently speechless.