Susan couldn’t find her voice, and simply nodded her head.

“Aren’t you?” He asked louder, almost sternly.

“Yes!” She blurted. “Yes I’m getting so wet for you!” Her voice cracking with desire.

“Take the dress off.” He told her firmly. She didn’t hesitate, she pulled it off over her head and cast the lovely summer dress aside. It landed in a heap on top of her damp thong.

Sitting on the couch he gazed up at her body hungrily.

.

“Now that bra, it has to go too.” He told her, he loves being incharge when it comes to sex. And that’s exactly what he’s doing.

She quickly reached behind...