We were married for eight years
Because we did not have children yet, our sex life was very active
But this time I was not sure Isabel would accept the new proposal, my new fantasy. I told her everything one evening and to my surprise I noticed that it really excited her. We did not think anymore, and the next day we called the boy who was up to solve the “problem”.
Knock Knock!
-Hello! Come in! We were waiting for you … we will have a cup of coffee first!
The young man walked in without taking his shoes off. I knew how much that was bothering Isabel, but that time I think she was going to make an exception.
-How are you? How’s everything going?
– It’s not going too well anymore. The economy is low, the world does not spend money anymore and we have fewer orders. I’m sorry … is not sugar for coffee? I like it sweeter.
Isabel was sitting and enjoying the cigarette and she got up to the shelves where she was having the sugar. Dressed as I intended, I mean, in the silk nightgown that I gave her as a gift and it was a bit short … of course she let her ass to be seen and I’m in love with her ass which was looking extraordinary in those panties made of smooth silk. I guess she noticed that we were both staring because she was not rushing to grab the sugar, s he was looking through the cupboard, and the whole phase lasted for twenty seconds, while Alin’s eyes were staring without a bit of embarrassment.
-Do you like it sweeter? I interrupted the silence.
– Yeah, I drink my coffee with milk and honey.
-Why did not you say, we have honey! Isabel, bring the jar of honey from the hut!
She immediately came with the honey jar from which she put a teaspoon in the coffee. Then she began to lick the spoon in a provocative style that attracted her and Alin’s attention.
– You excuse me, Isabel said finally, smiling. I love it sweet also .
After we finished the coffee, we invited Alin to the bedroom where “the heater was not working” (actually we just turned it off). Alin looked at it a little, and, wondering, he gave the verdict:
– It’s off, I think that’s why it’s not working.
– Isabel you turned off the radiator and we called the mister for nothing?
-Hmm …. I did not even know it could be turned off, probably by mistake.
– You take a punishment for that, come on!
Isabel came next to me in bed and sat down with her ass up. I began to slap her sweet ass, after taking her panties down. Alin was silent but it was visible in his look that he was enjoying what he was seeing.
-What do you say, Alin? Worth a few more slaps or is it enough?
– I do not … I do not like it with a beating, I say it’s better to caress her.
– Caressing ? Well, let’s see what we can do.
Isabel got up and undressed herself. Her breasts were like two well-ripened apples, perfectly rounded, and with some tiny black nipples, that sticked to my chest when she put on top o me, kissing me very wet. She assaulted me with her tongue and her middle was in a continuous movement, massaging my penis which was already erected . She bit gently my ear and with one hand she touched my dick to see how hard it was.
-It seems you’re ready to fuck me!
-Hehe, you still have to work a little before you get it in your pussy!
– Do you want to suck it while Alin is looking at us?
-Yes, I want you to suck it … get on your knees!
She immediately sat down on her knees with her ass toward Alin, who was stressed on the armchair
trying to hide his obvious erection. It was half a meter away between us and Alin, so that he could see everything. Isabel was having a perfect butt, long legs and her white skin was making you lose your mind when you looked at her from behind. She was holding my penis with a big lust as I rarely saw , then immediately swallowed the penis, filling it with saliva. She had her hair put in a pony tail as I asked her . I wanted Alin to see everything that was going on, and her long and black hair would have hidden the whole show if it was let free.
-You can make yourself more comfortable, Alin, if you want!
It was hard to speak while Isabel was sucking my cock with her little hot mouth. She was so good at what she was doing, she was giving me real blow jobs every time. After a lot of practice, she was doing it so effortlessly, not knowing that there are so few women who manage without drowning or vomiting. I was enjoying every moment of it and I was having thrills of emotions all over my body. I was pulling her hair and I started to guide her. At first she did not like doing this but she had learned to be patient because I was enjoying it. I was putting my dick up to her throat and I was holding it there for a few seconds. Her mouth was already full of saliva flowing slowly on my testicles. I looked at Alin and he was very disoriented. He probably did not know what to do. His penis was clearly seen in his pants as erected, but Alin was not determined whether or not to take it out. I thought I’d give him an extra reason, and I started to walk my palms on the back of Isabel by hitting her lower and lower down to her buttocks where I stopped and started slapping them with lust. Alin’s gaze was clear to Isabel’s peach, so I grabbed each buttock in each hand and I gave him a clearer picture of the point of interest. I was trying to get there with my palms while she was sucking my dick. I was basically forcing her suck it all the time, and every now and then she was struggling to free herself to breathe. Alin did not resist, and then suddenly opened his belt, in three times and two movements he was undressed with the penis in his hand. He approached us and he began to rub it’s dick with lust. Then Isabel took it in his mouth and began to lick it with lust, looking in my eyes. I was dying of jealousy and I wanted her even more. After a few moments of sucking, he put her on her back and he penetrated her deeply with his penis. Isabel was in ecstasy, she was asking me to come and caress her. He was fucking her, and I was licking her nipples that were so hard, I was massaging her voluptuous breasts. The whole scene took place on our bed where we were having calm sex, almost every day. He fucked her well and then he dressed, leaving without looking back, leaving us satisfied and wanting to repeat that again.