"Right now."

I knew Talia was making fun of our well meaning but nonetheless nosy relatives and friends, however, it did push my button.

"Right now," I answered with a sly grin. Everyone laughed when I took my wife over to the dinning room table and bent her over.

"Honey, what are you..." Elizabeth started to protest when I lifted up her skirt and pushed aside her panties.

The room went silent when they realized I was being wasn't joking but was serious after I had unzipped my pants and pulled out my erection -- the thought of fucking my wife in front of our best friends in our dining room got me excited. Apparently my wife was excited too because she didn't try to stop me but instead gripped the edge of the table in anticipation. I grabbed Elizabeth's ass cheeks and parted them so I could see my cock slide between her wet pussy lips.

She looked over her shoulder and begged, "Fuck me and fill me with your baby batter, honey!" Her aggressiveness took a couple of the girls aback.

I must admit that wasn't the first time we had sex on the dining room table. It was just the first time with an audience, one that were sliding their hands down to their heated loins.

Soon after my wife let out an orgasmic cry of pleasure I let out a roar and emptied my balls into her fertile womb.

"I want to be knocked up too," Talia announced after things calmed down between Elizabeth and me.