“That’s a great idea,” Darlene chirped. She smiled that broad, white-toothed smile of hers at my husband. “You okay with that?”
My husband nodded, his baby blues eyes wide with arousal. “Sounds good to me,” he said with a tremble of anticipation in his voice. “Let’s do this.”
And as I watched, Darlene deftly undid Rowan’s belt, followed swiftly by the button and zipper of his jeans. I swallowed hard as an electric prickle ran the full length of my slick p***y slit and I felt the oh-so sensitive head of my c**t swell yet more in its arousal. Rowan looked down at me, almost as if he were seeking my approval for what we both knew was coming next. I returned his smile; of course I approved – this was our fantasy after all.
With no further ado, Darlene yanked down my husband’s jeans and unde
