Regular relaxation is supposed to be good for you, right? So many of my girlfriends gripe because they never get a break. Yet, here I was sitting drinking coffee and reading a glossy magazine at my husband’s behest, whilst he did the housework.
I should have been thrilled, but in reality, I was fidgety and completely unable to settle into reading. It didn’t help that Don was currently hoovering the room I was sitting in. It wasn’t the noise that was distracting me—it was more the sight of Don’s tight backside clearly visible through his trousers as he bent over to move the furniture. If there’s one thing I’ll say for my husband, it’s that he’s thorough. Once he’s decided to do something, Don makes absolutely sure that he does it well.
He turned towards me and began pushing the vacuum towards my stockinged feet. I lifted them out of the way so he could get past, and was rewarded by him wriggling his ass in my face as he went by. Whatever his motivation for distracting me, it worked—there was no way I was going to be able to read anything with that tasty sight in front of me. Giving in to the inevitable, I leaned forward and hooked a finger into the back of Don’s trousers, pulling him down beside me on the sofa.
He laughed and leant away from me—I moved to grab him back, before realising that he was just switching the machine off.
Putting my drink and magazine down on the table, I beckoned him closer. As soon as he sat down, Don slid a hand up my thigh and squeezed. So he had been trying to tempt me, after all. Clearly, I wasn’t the only one feeling fidgety this afternoon. I leaned in to kiss him, and he stroked my legs as his tongue probed my eager...
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That was truly an incredible performance.