"Well, considering what we are about to do to her, I don't think that is an issue, I like your wife"

"Well, considering what we are about to do to her, I don't think that is an issue, anyway, I’ll like following her up the stairs!" David sits at the opposite end of the sofa, expecting Marlies to sit between you, but sits in the armchair opposite you, crossing her legs and allowing her skirt to ride up exposing the deep lace of her black stocking tops.

As you chat awkwardly, Marlies's hands are idly rubbing her thighs and smoothing the leather of her boots. This is having a definite effect on your cock and you can tell that her husband is looking more than a little uncomfortable as well! "Well," she says, "Shall I come over and join you?"

She wiggles across the room and settles between you on the sofa. Marlies turns to you, then putting her arms around you she begins to kiss you full on the mouth. I feel a strange sensation as you see David watches you take his wife in your arms for the first time, and you begin to kiss hungrily.

You place your hand on the warm soft leather of her right boot, and begin to move it up, over the silky top of her stocking clad thigh to disappear beneath her tight skirt, she breaks from your embrace to whisper "Not yet, John" and she takes your hand and places it on one of her straining breasts.

You soon have her blouse partially open, and you slide your hand in to scoop out her warm globes. Her lovely firm boobs are now on display, pushed together by the restriction of the lower buttons that were still done up. Marlies then turns to her husband, and as they start kissing, you gently take her tits in your hands.