Pete's reward

Pete came up from the water right in front of his wife. "How'd I do?"

"You did perfectly," she responded as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her tits pressed against his chest and she could feel his boner squeezed between their two naked bodies.

"How about you sit up on the edge of the pool?" he suggested.

"Why? What do you have in mind?" she intrigued.

"You just sit back and enjoy your vacation. I'll take care of everything," he replied with a grin. Pete knew she was completely turned on now. He didn't see her this way often so he wanted to enjoy it for as long as he could.

Leslie grabbed a nearby towel and laid it on the tile floor with it hanging just over the edge of the pool. Pete helped lift her up and lay on her back on the towel. She bent her knees up and rested her feet on the edge of the pool, fully knowing what Pete was up to.

Pete remained standing in the short end of the pool and looked down on his naked wife as she lay there with her pussy facing him. He placed his hands on her knees and spread them further apart until he had a perfect view of her succulent lady parts. Her pussy was neatly trimmed just for the trip. He watched a drop of water run down her thigh towards her twat, but then curve down her pelvic line and disappear between her ass cheeks.

He stepped forward and lowered his head into her open crotch. He wanted to nibble at her exposed labia, but decided to tease her first. He kissed the tender skin of her inner thighs, running up and down slowly with light kisses.

Leslie was already turned on from watching Jan get a close-up view of her husband's boner, but the light kisses made her breath shorten and her hips involuntarily begin to pulsate. She closed her eyes to enjoy the attention and reached down to hold onto the back of Pete's head. As she ran her fingers through his wet hair she tried to lightly direct his face closer to her awaiting twat. She really just wanted to feel his warm lips against her delicate slit.

Pete was exhilarated when he felt her hand guiding his head up her thigh and into her pleasure zone. He had plenty of time and he refused to give into her desires immediately. He began to kiss her bikini line, up and down, all around her pussy lips. As he changed from side to side he allowed his facial hair to brush against them, which would send quivers up her body.

He knew from her hip motions that she was yearning for him. He grinned to himself knowing that he was building up the tension inside her. His mouth was watering as he prepared to give her the oral sex that she was craving.