Cuddles up to her hubby

Mary Jane slipped back into bed beside Peter, her heart still racing from her encounter with Nick. She snuggled up close to her husband's warm body, breathing in his familiar scent. Despite her resolution to end things with Craig, she couldn't help comparing Peter's lean frame to Craig's skinny but surprisingly strong body.

As she pressed against Peter, she felt him stir. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. Mary Jane's breath caught as she felt Peter's morning erection pressing insistently against her backside.

"Mmm, good morning beautiful," Peter murmured sleepily, nuzzling her neck. His hand slid up to cup her breast through her thin nightgown.

"Morning Tiger," Mary Jane replied, trying to keep her voice steady. She felt a pang of guilt as Peter's fingers teased her nipple to hardness.

Peter's hips began to grind slowly against her ass as he peppered kisses along her shoulder. His hand drifted lower, caressing her thigh before slipping between her legs.

"You're so wet already," he groaned appreciatively, his fingers stroking her through her panties.

Mary Jane bit her lip, knowing her arousal was leftover from her night with Craig. She squirmed as Peter's fingers pushed aside the fabric and slid inside her still-tender pussy.

A wave of guilt washed over her as she remembered her promise to Craig - that Peter wouldn't get to touch her like this anymore. She also recalled how Craig's massive cock had stretched and filled her so completely, in a way Peter never could.

As Peter's fingers explored her wet folds, Mary Jane's mind raced. She knew she should stop this, but her body was responding instinctively to her husband's familiar touch. His thumb circled her clit as two fingers pumped slowly in and out.