A bathroom

"It took you long enough" Peter looks back at you in the mirror. In his three minutes of waiting he ditched his tie and undone the first three buttons of his shirt.

You step forward until you're behind him with your bulge pressing against his ass. Slowly you wrap your arms around him, reaching up so that your hands cover his own unbuttoning his shirt. Meanwhile, your lips press softly against the side of his neck. Except the other man has no interest in your sweet seduction. He wants something quicker. His hands swap places with yours so that his now grip onto yours and moves one of them down to his bulge. In the mirror you see him biting his lower lip.

"Stop being impatient, I had to make sure my wife's okay and distracted"

"We get to do this once every two weeks... I deserve to be impatient."

"Fair enough" You concede, understanding the struggle you share.

Peter grinds his fabric-covered crotch into your hands before he begins shrugging off his shirt. When his shirt gets trapped between your bodies you start playing with his belt. It takes a couple of seconds to work the buckle, then you tug the belt from him and toss it across the room.

Then his shirt and pants drop to the ground he lets go of you and turns his body around. "Something feels a little unfair here."

A chuckle escapes your mouth as you look between your bodies. He stands there in black briefs while you're in a t-shirt and jeans casually running your hands across his body.

"Strip for me, go on." He says whilst he playfully pushes you away.

To start with you reach down to grab the bottom of the plain t-shirt hugging your body. In one motion you bring it up over half your body and with another, you bring it over your head. Getting your pants off his much quicker though. It's simple to unbuckle, it's even easier to push the jeans and your underwear down together. All that's left is your shoes which you kick-off. You stand there and flex with a smirk.

"That's what I like to see" Peter licks his lips, he's leaned back against the sink to watch the show you put on for him.

He pulls you in by grabbing your dick. For the first time that evening, your lips meet his as he grants his approval of your naked body. His grip on your cock gets tighter because the kiss turns into a fight for dominance. Your tongues wage war on each other, trying to decide a fight that you know all too well.

"I'm going to fuck you real good..." Is said by one of you once the battle for dominance is decided.