only in the middle of the year.” She lowered her voice then whispered, seductively, “I’ll do anything for more shoes.” Bianca stroked his face.
He arched an eyebrow. “Anything?”
“ A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G,” she spelled out.
Howard carried his wife to the great room, where he set her on the couch. He slid one strap of her sun dress down over her shoulder then quickly did the second one.
“ Take it off,” he said roughly.
Bianca slipped off the flimsy material and kicked it away, leaving her wearing only a thong. Howard knelt in front of her, so that her breasts were inches away from his mouth. He eagerly brought a nipple into his mouth and Bianca groaned, she clasped his head bringing him closer and forcing him to gorge himself on her breast. When he was done with one breast he moved to the second.
Howard kissed his way down to her mound and her lush lips pressed against her thong. He slowly moved his tongue over the flimsy fabric of her thong, tracing her pussy, his saliva mixed with her juices made the fabric transparent.
Bianca grabbed the itsy bitsy piece of string that was holding her thong together. “I’ll take these off.”
Howard stopped her. “Nu uh, you said you’d do anything to earn your shoe allowance. And for right now, I want you to keep them on.”
“ Oh, okay,” Bianca said with a pout, while reluctantly playing along. She wanted to feel his tongue on her clit.
Howard reached up and ran a finger over Bianca’s thinly veiled pussy. He felt her legs wobble. He knew exactly what to do to bring her to her knees. Howard pushed the wet material to the side exposing her pussy. He leisurely moved his tongue through her wet creases and when he grazed her clit, her knees bent. He caught her in the nick of time.
“ Come on, I got something for you.”
“ Howard!” she protested. “I liked what you were doing.”
“ I could tell. Grab two pillows. Follow me,” he instructed, then walked away. He stopped at their grand spiral staircase. He snatched off his shirt, then T-shirt, his pants, shoes and socks quickly followed. “Take off your thong.”
Bianca pulled it off and threw it on top of his pile of clothes. Howard admired his wife’s body. His eyes showed his appreciation and so did his hard dick.
“ You’re sexy as hell baby. Now put one pillow on one step and give me the other,” he instructed, and she did. “Now kneel on it, but don’t face me, I want to see your ass.” She positioned herself exactly as Howard wanted.
Howard placed his pillow on the step right below Bianca’s then kneeled on it. He grabbed his wife’s waist and slowly eased his cock inside her. “How does this feel?” he whispered in her ear.
“ You feel good; your dick feels so good. Go fast for me,” she begged.
“ Ah, this is why I love you.” Howard picked up the pace, his pelvis smacking Bianca’s ass. She cried out with every thrust, she pushed her ass into him forcing him to go deeper, and he did. Bianca braced her arms on the steps, using them as leverage. Their bodies made a loud smacking sound as Howard’s dick slid smoothly in and out of her.
Bianca reached between her legs and stroked his balls, she delicately squeezed them, and Howard’s strokes became faster.
Bianca’s hand dropped when his dick slid over her G-spot. “Oh baby, keep that stroke, don’t stop, you’re hitting my spot. Oh.” By the way his wife’s body tensed he knew she was close to coming. He kept the same pace, when she began whimpering and her body started trembling that was his signal to let go. With a loud shout, he exploded inside her, the same time her orgasm overwhelmed her.
They fell on the stairs in a sweaty heap.
“ Wow! That was amazing,” Bianca croaked. “Where did you learn that?”
“ Hey, a man gotta have some secrets.” He kissed her softly on the back. “Come on, let’s go shower, then eat.” He picked her up and carried her upstairs to their bedroom where they showered
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