Breakfast teasing

Joe woke groggily the next morning, finding himself splayed across the bed where Clair and he had finished their fucking. The distant sounds from downstairs indicated at least where Clair was, so Joe pulled on a dressing gown and headed down to the kitchen.

As he walked in, Helen greeted him from the table whilst tucking into some toast and coffee. She was wearing the nightdress he had seen last night, but in the morning light it was somewhat more revealing, showing the full swell of her tits under the fabric and a generous amount of creamy cleavage. Returning her greeting, he quickly moved behind the kitchen counter, where he found Clair busily preparing her breakfast.

She greeted him with a quick kiss on the lips, before returning to her cooking. As Joe began to pour himself some juice, he couldn't resist looking up, his profile view of Helen giving him a good look at how the material hugged the plump curve of the underside of her breast.

Thankfully, Helen was busy reading a magazine, unaware of his attention. However, Clair was more alert and had seen where her husband's gaze was lingering. Feeling mischevous after the previous night, she quickly reached out and untied his gown, her hand confidently reaching down to seize the hard shaft that awaited. Joe froze, terror of being caught warring with the eroticism of the moment. As Clair's fingers began to stroke him, she leaned in to whisper.

"Do you like my slutty sister showing off her big tits for you? Wouldn't you like to feel them, play with them. Imagine having your cock between them, imagine fucking them and spraying a hot load of cum across them."