More unpacking

After we got dressed, Lisa started unpacking the kitchen, while I worked on my office. In an hour, she stuck her head into the office door.

"Come have some breakfast, honey," she said, as the smell of bacon wafted into the room.

I stood up and kissed her, quickly shifting to a deep French kiss. She melted into my arms for a minute, and then broke the clinch.

"Eggs are getting cold, sweetie, and I'm starving. You need lots of fuel for later tonight." She had a wicked smirk on her lips. I kissed them once more, and let her lead me into the kitchen eating area. A sumptuous morning meal was set out on the table, including bacon and eggs, O.J., English muffins with jam, and coffee. As she put the coffee cups on the table, I hugged her from behind and squeezed her tits. I noticed that she hadn't put a bra on this morning.

"You're the best wife ever, hon." She just purred.

We sat, and she served me juice and coffee, buttered my muffin and put jam on it. Then we ate. I gave her smoking hot looks, and she licked her lips. One time I looked up and noticed she had surreptitiously undone a button on her shirt, showing more of the flat expanse between her pert little breasts. Through the rest of breakfast, she unbuttoned more until the shirt was open, and I could see the sides of her mounds.

Without saying anything, she got up and started clearing the table. I helped her, and when the last of the dishes were in the sink, I came up behind her standing at the counter and hugged her body to mine. She moaned aloud when I fondled her tits and ground my burgeoning cock into her ass. As her arousal increased, I slipped my hands down to unsnap her walking shorts. I dropped them to the floor, and I gasped when I looked down to see she had no panties on. I quickly undid my pants, as she stepped out of one side of the shorts and spread her legs apart. I pushed my cock between her legs, and she helped slot it straight into her slit. She was very wet, no doubt from my sperm and her excitement. I thrust deep into her sexy body, and she grunted as I bottomed out. Oh, my God did she feel good.

"Oh, God, Steve. You feel so good inside me. I'm really liking the new us," she said, breathing hard.

I grunted my assent. I had one hand holding her hip, pulling back into me, and the other hand on her breast, pinching her fat nipple. I was pounding her fast against the kitchen counter. Here was another room we had never made love in. We were well on our way to fucking in every room in our new house.

Lisa leaned down more, giving me a straight channel into her pussy. I pummeled her harder.

A movement out the window caught my eye. I looked over and saw Jeri on her patio watching me fuck the hell out of my wife. She winked at me and grinned, licking her lips.

I turned back to Lisa and, knowing that Jeri was watching, put both hands on her hips and rammed into her harder. My wife started screaming her passion out, and I felt her pussy clamp tight around my stiff meat. I marveled at how her body quivered and shook as she came, and how her inner muscles pulsed around my fleshy intruder. I couldn't take it anymore, and my cock erupted like Mount Etna, spewing hot white lava into Lisa's waiting womb. Our combined orgasm consumed us both.

When I finally came down from coming, I looked over and Jeri was just taking her hand out of her pants. She waved and went back inside.

I pulled out of Lisa's sloppy cunt and held her.