As family mingled in the living room over cocktails, conversation and charcuterie, Laura stepped down the hall into the kitchen to ensure all was ready to go for her parent in-laws' anniversary dinner...
Jack poked his head in, "all good, luv? Need anything?" She was grateful for his offer to help; she looked forward to showing him her appreciation in the bedroom later.
"Nope, I think we are good-- " She raised her martini took a sip and placed it on the counter...
Jack stepped in closer, reached for her hips from behind as she stood pulling serving spoons out of drawers. "YOU, by the way....look fucking amazing in this dress.." His voice got lower so did his hands on her upper thighs and ass, "How soon can I bend you over and wreck you, Miss?" He pushes his crotch into her and presses her into the counter...."Jack!" she laugh-scolded....but he knew she loved it.
He caught her attention by talking like that with company --her in-laws, no less--in the next room.
She responds and pushes her ass back into him, wiggles it ever slightly "Don't drink too much-- I want you awake later, Mister..."
He groans feeling her ass up against his cock and he gets half hard...it encourages her and she whispers..."I want you to eat me out later...with that same mouth that kisses your mother goodbye.."
He groaned for real now--"Laura....Don't you dare mention my mother when I've got your ass in my hands.." She laughed, "Well then get away from my ass unless you mean business."
Giggling she squirmed away to get things from the refrigerator--he went to leave, saw a dish towel sitting on the island, snapped her ass gently with a pop, she jumped and turned to him and he threw the towel back as he exited, pointing at her and back at him , "You. Me. Later.."
After dinner, as they sat having dessert around the table, Laura got up to grab the coffee pot from the kitchen. "Hey Laur, can you grab your phone, I'm running low on battery and we may need to swap the speaker to yours for music..."
Laura thought it was odd he was out of charge, he is always making fun of her for not charging her phone....She grabbed her phone and the coffee pot, and sat back down with the adults--the kids were with their cousins in the family room already half asleep watching a movie.
As she put the phone on the table, she saw a text was there from her husband:
JACK: New lipstick color?? Can't wait until it's smeared all over my cock...Do you know how hot you look??
Laura stifled a chuckle and gasp reading her husband’s text, lifted her gaze to him seated at the head of the table, four people on each side between them, oblivious to this...She felt her pulse spike...her pussy reacted and wanted more...
Jack's head was turned to his dad, as his dad retold a story everyone had heard 50 times, but Jack's eyes shifted to sneak a look over at his wife as she gave him a raised a flirty eyebrow ever so slightly as her eyes shined at him quietly...Yup. he knew he got her. She broke the gaze.
"I'll uh..grab some more napkins..." Laura said to no one as she left the room....Jack's phone lit up with a text soon after:
LAURA: New lipstick, and new panties..
Immediately he slipped the phone under the table and replied:
JACK: Take them off. Now.
Laura reeled..she loved when he took control...she returned to the dining room, placed a stack of dessert napkins on the table and as she came near her husband's end of the table, secretly dropped her red panties in his lap and casually returned to her seat. Conversation ensued...No one noticed he now looked at her like a wolf looks at prey...
"Laura, are those the new pearls?" Asked Jack's sister. "Yes! Jack bought them for my 40th" Laura's hands placed gently on the strand...and she smiled at her husband.
Jack's brother-in-law piped up--as he always did--"Ya they're perfect for you, Laur. They complete your uniform as a suburban, preppy pearl-clutching wife-ha!"
Everyone’s eyes rolled. No one liked Chris. Even his own wife it seemed. But they put up with him.
Jack's mother came to the rescue, "Well you wear them well. Very elegant....Good job, Jack.”
As the conversation turned away from Laura's necklace, Jack typed back:
JACK: You'll wear nothing but the lipstick and those pearls tonight.
Laura was trying hard to ignore the fact that she was getting wetter and wetter with these texts —sitting amongst her in-laws—and shit, she had given her panties away to her husband...
The men retired to watch the end of an extra inning ballgame and the ladies chatted and cleaned up...another text pinged from her husband from the living room..she stole a look:
JACK: You'll be my dessert...I plan to eat you out slowly, lapping and sucking your clit until you cum all over my mouth...
Laura definitely was getting soaked and felt flustered and nearly dropped a plate being so needy and distracted for him...Fuck she loved it...she went to check on their little ones, now happily asleep in their rooms, thanks to older cousins, so she felt even more sure now that a long night of grown up fun awaited if these guests would leave!
As she came back down the stairs…the wine started to hit her…she smiled to herself and decided to just say what she was thinking …and typed:
LAURA: Roll the pearls over my nipples and then take them down to run over my clit and through my soaking pussy lips teasing me until I'm begging you to let me cum...
She smiled at her screen...she just won this little game he started....
If anyone would have heard she was the type to sext her husband such things, during a family party or not, they'd never believe it.
She was no prude, but shared this wanton side of her only with her husband..from their dating days he always had a way to tap into this side of her…Knowing it was a side only shown to him made it even hotter and more intimate.
Who cares if her idiot brother-in-law assumed she was a pearl-clutching boring vanilla wife. Her husband knew he’s bent her over every flat surface in the house at one point or another.
Meanwhile Jack sat on the couch trying to hide his bulge...her panties in his pocket...He wanted to tell the men how they had to get the hell outta his house to let him get laid. But he'd never....Nor would he ever let on his wife had such an amazing sex drive and this sexy as hell filthy side.
He loved that she was so naughty--for HIM. That drove him wild. He loved that she dressed well, showing off her long legs, pretty figure, but always classy and appropriate. And if his sister's a-hole husband assumed she was an unfun pearl-clutching stick in the mud so be it. If he only knew the text he just got from her. Having his wife be this way behind closed doors was his aphrodisiac.
Damn, he wanted this party to end, he couldn't wait to shoot his load breed-deep inside his wife tonight....
The party ended an hour later, and by the time the last car's rear lights pulled from the driveway, Laura was already on her back, legs splayed, dress pushed up to her waist, with Jack kneeling between her legs, his face between her thighs, belt and zipper undone, her ass cupped in his hands, his tongue going across her clit as he sucked her soaked lips in his mouth gripped and nibbled her thighs and then rolled his tongue all over her..
Laura was writhing, restless, moving her hands all over as if not sure what to do with them while she was being taken down by his mouth..."fuck, Jack....yessss…” she whispered…as her hands moved up…
