Dave laid his jacket over the back of a chair and loosened his tie. He sat on the chair to take off his shoes, then stood and removed tie and shirt quickly, eyes all the time on the young woman as she undressed. Marilyn was twenty, the figure full, hips rounded, legs sleekly tapering. His desire rose as her round butt came into view, peaking when she stepped free of the panty hose and turned, fully naked, to face him, her smile soft, quiet, full of love.

Many times Dave had seen the naked body. It always sent the wild excitement streaming from his crotch. His balls tingled as he crossed the room and took the nude form in his anus, drawing the large, bared breasts to his chest, leaning in, kissing the blonde with deep passion, his hands on her butt, holding her close.

Marilyn dissolved in desire. Her hands caressed the broad back, her body shuddered with the feeling of the man's passion, his arms like steel bands looping her, holding her close to his naked torso. Throbs of lust pulsed from her snatch. She clung to him, quivering, wonderfully happy.

"Let's go to bed." Dave broke the embrace and undid his belt. His pants fell to the floor and he stepped past Marilyn in just his shorts, the front all stretched out from his hard prick.

Marilyn pulled the covers away and lay out on the cool yellow sheet, arms raised, smiling, her legs apart to invite the man to enter her, to take her body, to possess her completely to fuck her.

Dave gazed down at the woman – his wife – as he slid his shorts from his hips. His trapped dick sprang up, tall and stiff. Naked, he leaned forward, put one knee to the bed and crawled to the waiting girl. His hand caressed one boob as he lay down.

Marilyn smiled as her husband moved to her, touched her bare body. His mouth found her lips and she took his advancing tongue swiftly as he lay on top of her, his big, hard cock digging slowly for her pussy.