Dessert!

You and Ally had been married for about a year. It all happened so fast for you. Being used to the hum-drum bore of the rural lifestyle, it took you by surprise when you landed your first good paying job in the city. Not only did you get an office with a great view, but you had a personal assistant and more free time than when you were in school. After a probationary month, your contract was set in stone and you had decided to celebrate. Of all the places to pick, you decided to go to what looked like a quiet club, only to find it packed. You had lost your coworkers in the crowd, but you had ran into Ally when the mood seemed to be going downhill. You two hit it off immediately, danced, and continued to date for a few weeks. You decided that the time was right and used your first big bonus to propose to her. You bought a sapphire and ruby engagement ring, took her out to dinner, and popped the question. The ceremony was astonishing and something committed to memory. The honeymoon was everything one would expect from newlyweds on vacation at a resort. Everything seemed perfect, and yet... you couldn't shake the feeling.

Lately, you've worried that things have gotten a little dry. Maybe lust is what really drove you and you never got to know the type of person that Ally actually is. Come to think of it, you couldn't remember her favorite foods, what kind of movies she liked, or what she does for a hobby. Her beauty, however, is unquestionable. She has immaculate skin and a nice peach tone to it that goes well with her green eyes and medium length, somewhat curly auburn hair. Her lips are full and plump, she kept her fingernails with French tips, and her feet are well taken care of. Her breasts, pear shaped and about the size of a pair of fresh honeydews, are the perfect size. She has a bigger butt that is essentially heart shaped to it. And, the main attraction between her legs was always waxed bare anytime she wanted to play or show it off to you. Still... you couldn't tell someone what she's like as a friend, let alone as a wife from a personality perspective anyways.

One thing she loves doing, without a doubt, is having sex. You two had probably gone through every position in the Kama Sutra and maybe even a few animalistic positions in the National Geographic. Lately, she's wanted you to focus on her pussy. At first, she would have you watch her masturbate. Slowly she'd peel back her folds and tease you with the sight of her wetness. After seeing you get aroused, she tends to start making moaning and whining noises while teasing her finger inside and pinching lightly at her own clit. The wanton whining is what gets you. It's something that makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and nearly come to a climax, just from the sound alone. She's a master of seduction. While normally this activity ends in penetrative sex, tonight is different. While these thoughts rage in your head of uncertainty, she intends to introduce you to some new concepts and change your world, maybe even break it.

You had the day off and these thoughts passed through your head as you were attempting to, and failing at, staying focused on a book you were reading. You hear the front door close, so you set aside the text you were fondling to greet your wife.

You saw her in the doorway, purse in hand, taking her jacket off. "Hello, honey, how was your day at work?" You asked, noticing the aroma of her perfume, a concoction of peach and strawberry, filling your nose.

She smiled, "It was okay, I guess, but what would make my whole day better is for us to have some 'alone' time in the bedroom. You don't have any plans that could get in the way do you?" She winked.

You shook your head, "Not at all," and started to lead her toward your master bedroom. Sure, there was a seat at the bar calling your name, but who needs liquor when there's love making to be had? She gave you an extended strip tease, making you plenty aroused. As she pulled her top up slowly, she rubbed her tummy in a somewhat hypnotic manner, beginning her arousing moans and coos. You sat on the bed, already naked of course. Your anticipation almost felt painful. She giggled and continued, pulling the top the rest of the way up and off of her body. Her bra only covered half of the gorgeous orbs she was blessed with. A frill line barely hid the lower half of her nipple, but the tip was clearly visible. She smiled.

"You like?" She teased, using a fingernail to tease her own nipple and play with the lace bra. All you could do was nod in response, but your cock also twitched. She giggled at the sight in a cute way. She popped the button on her pants and slowly pushed her pants down, revealing that she had been going commando for a while. She was clearly horny. After kicking her pants off, she wandered over and crawled onto the bed. She kissed your cheek while prowling by, going to the head of the bed and taking a seat where the pillows are. She began her ritualistic masturbation, mesmerizing you in the process. However, once you started to crawl up to pounce her, she reached up and softly grabbed your head, pointing down to her pussy with her free hand and sticking her tongue out at you while gently trying to pull your head down. She winked at you.