Donna Allen: Naked hot wife

She kept her eyes on the cake batter, nevertheless feeling her pussy moisten as he took in her tits and ass and legs. "Not really," she said.

"Herb's sure a lucky guy," he said.

She shrugged. "He doesn't think so."

"Well, I can tell him, he is. You're a very beautiful woman, you know."

Jackie was beginning to feel uncomfortable. She moved around the kitchen, putting the cake in the oven, his eyes on her ass as she bounced around.

She always dressed comfortably around the house, and today she wore short shorts and a halter top. As she was dressing this morning, she had to admit she gave a little thought to Chuck's presence in the house. Her hair hung down in a long ponytail and she'd put extra care into her make-up.

They sat down at the kitchen table and had a sandwich and a cup of coffee. Herb had gone out on the road, and she suddenly realized that for the rest of the week she and Chuck would be alone in the house.

That shithead Herb certainly took her for granted! He was so damn sure she was faithful he'd actually left her alone with a strange man. An attractive strange man. Well, he was no Robert Redford, but he was kind of cute with sparkling blue eyes and an impressive looking crotch.

As if reading her mind he grinned at her now. "Herb sure trusts you, doesn't he? Got any beer?"

"Yes to both questions," she smiled getting two beers out of the refrigerator.

He told her about his wife Justine and their teenaged son, Steve. He told her they had a good marriage, but that he was bored with their sex life. After another beer she found herself confiding in him too.

She found her eyes continually returning to his crotch, to the big bulge in his fly. Her pussy quivered despite herself. Well, why not she thought. She'd been all ready to fuck Lloyd Parish and he hadn't called. If Chuck was interested, why not? Herb had shown no concern about leaving her alone with his coworker. Maybe that was his way of encouraging his wife to cheat on him. Jackie giggled to herself. She knew that wasn't true, but it made a good rationalization.

She glanced at Chuck's crotch and definitely saw his cock twitch in his pants. Her pussy quivered. It looked big. The thought of a big cock ramming in and out of her pussy made a shiver of lust run down her spine.

Her heart pounded when Chuck suggested they move into the living room. "Let's go out to dinner tonight," he said, sitting down next to her on the sofa, his hand resting on her shoulder. "You've been working too hard. How about Chinese food?"

She nodded, accepting another beer from the six-pack he'd brought with him from the kitchen. He certainly makes himself at home, she thought to herself. She didn't mind. She snuggled closer to him. He was a man who found her attractive, and she was going to enjoy it.

She pulled her shoulders back, enjoying the look on his face when her cleavage showed. "Jesus, you've sure got big ones, don't you?" he hissed.

"Does your wife have big boobs?"

"Yeah, but not like yours."

The booze was getting to her now, and she rose unsteadily to her feet. Turning the stereo on, she did a little dance to the soft rock music.

"Take it off!" he hissed.

She stopped moving and stared at him through half shut eyes. "Maybe I will," she whispered.

He smiled with approval when she slowly untied her halter top and teased him holding it up with her hands. She kept her tits covered, but the strings were hanging down to her waist.

"Take it off!" he repeated.

Gyrating her ass to the erotic beat of the Rod Steward record, she slowly lowered the halter top and uncovered her tits. He whistled when after a moment her boobs bounced free.

"Oh, fuck, what tits!"

Jackie giggled, her pussy quivering in response to the look of lust in Chuck's eyes. She rolled her nipples, making them hard, and they soon stood straight out in the air.

"Jesus, would I love to suck those tits!"

She twisted around, shaking her tits like she'd seen strippers do.

"I don't know," she smiled as he sat and gawked at her. "Shall I take off the rest?"

Without waiting for an answer she peeled down her shorts and stepped out of them. She had on brief bikini panties and she stood there in front of him, swaying her hips in his face.

"Gorgeous pussy!" he hissed, reaching out for her.

She teased him by moving away quickly, running her fingers over her jiggling titflesh and down her belly to her cunt. She framed her triangle of cunt hair with her fingers and moved back to stand in front of him.

"Take your pants off!" he said.

"You're certainly bossy," she laughed.

"I'm gonna suck your pussy!"

"I wouldn't mind that."

Moving her legs apart, she slid her panties off her ass and stepped out of them. She shifted forward and pushed her pussy at his face.

"Oh, yes!" she gasped, when she felt his tongue push between her cunt-lips. She'd been getting turned-on all afternoon, and now her pussy was overheated and sopping wet. It wasn't long before his face glistened with her juices.

Hands on her hips, head thrown back and eyes closed, she felt his tongue lap up and down the slit between her quivering cuntlips. She gasped when he slipped it into her cunthole and then moved up to massage her throbbing cunt.

She cupped her tits and when he finally moved his mouth away from her pussy, she leaned down and offered him her titflesh to suck. Without batting an eye, he sucked one of her stiff nipples into his mouth, tonguing the little stalk until she moaned.

"Oh, my God! My God!" she moaned, rocking back and forth as he released one tit and sucked in the other one.

"Let's fuck!" he grunted, rising up and beginning to strip his clothes off. Jackie's eyes glittered when he pushed his shorts off his feet. His cock jutted straight out, hard and big and swaying. His balls looked bloated and full of jism.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the desk in the corner.

"On the desk?" she said.

"Sure, why not?"

He put her hand on his cock and pushed her up onto the desk. She held on to his cockshaft as she stretched out on her back with her legs pulled back and her ass at the edge.

Shoving her legs further apart, he pulled around the desk chair and sat down in front of her wide-open pussy. Their eyes met and they smiled.

"Now that's what I call a meal!" He chuckled.

He began by kissing the insides of her thighs. He licked and nibbled his way up to her pussy, finally plastering his lips over her quivering cuntflesh.

She moaned and gasped as he chewed and sucked her slippery cuntlips. She arched her back and pushed her cunt at his face, squirming her ass closer to the edge of the desk.

He picked his head up and leered down at her. "Ready to fuck?" he croaked. "Yes!" she wailed. "I'm ready!"

Snickering, he pulled his face away from her pussy and stood up between her wide-open legs. "This where you want it?" he chuckled, pushing his silken cockhead at the entrance to her pussy-hole.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him into the saddle of her thighs. "Oh, fuck, stick it in!" she yelled.

"I've wanted to do this all day," he grunted, pushing forward and shoving his cock to the hilt inside her sucking fuck-tube.

He gripped her thighs and stroked his prick smoothly in and out of her hungry cunthole. "When's the last time you got some?" he grunted, shaking the desk with every thrust of his prick in her pussy.

"Don't talk, suck!" she moaned, her tits jiggling with each stroke.

She grabbed her tits and caressed her bouncing jugs. The rubber band fell out of her hair and her ponytail came loose, her hair flying over her face.

She squirmed her ass from side to side as she urged him to fuck her harder. She shrieked and moaned, telling him to fuck her brains out.