Her pink tongue comes out, licking her lips, which she has painted a deep red tonight. I can tell from the sway of her hips she’s had a few drinks. Not too many, but a few, and that’s made her even bolder than normal. If that’s even possible.
Three long strides and I’ve got her by the hips. The crowd parts, giving way to me. They know if they don’t I would knock them over to get to her. I pluck her right off the bar top. She looks up at me with a feisty look in her eyes as she slides down my body until her feet touch the ground. She pushes off my chest. I let her do it. As much as I don’t want to let her go I know she’s having a good time toying with me right now and I want to see what she’s going to do. She walks over to where her purse is, picks up her phone and begins to make a call. My phone begins to vibrate in my pocket. I smile while picking it up, not having to look to see who it is.
“Sheriff Blackwood,” I say, almost laughing, but I stay serious.
“Hi, Sheriff. This is Charlotte Bloom.” I look over at her and mouth Don’t even play. She’s really pushing it with using her maiden name.
“I want to issue a complaint.”
“That you didn’t let your husband eat your pussy before you went out tonight? Consider it handled.” Her mouth falls open as I pocket my phone. Once again clearing the space between us, I pull her into my body. “You going to let me eat you real good?” I ask her. Her cheeks bloom with a blush.
She nods.
“Say you’re sorry.” She rolls her eyes but does it.
“Sorry I used my maiden name.” Her bottom lip pouts, showing me where our girls get it.
“Sun is setting.” I pull her close, digging my hard cock into her. Seeing her dancing on that bar top in that dress is going to be branded into my brain for eternity.
“Then take me home, cowboy.”
I lift her. Catcalls ring out from behind us. If I didn’t know everyone in this town we’d have problems but it is all in good fun. They enjoy that they’ve all found something that can get a rise out of me. It has always annoyed everyone I could stay so calm. That is, until it came to my wife.
I get her in our truck heading home. We don’t get to make love like we used to on the porch with the sun setting over the pond. The same place I got my first taste of her pussy.
In no time I’ve got her home and in our favorite chair. “Boots stay on,” I growl as I rip at the shirt dress. The buttons on that thing go flying. That was handled. She doesn’t seem to care. I have a feeling she knew it was coming when she put it on tonight. It isn’t going to be the only thing.
She goes for the belt of my jeans, trying to get my cock out as fast as I’m trying to get her blue silk panties off. I hate to rip them. They look damn good on her but I’ll buy another pair if she wants.
In seconds she is sliding down on my cock.
“Sugar,” I groan. I don’t know how my wife keeps on getting sweeter and sweeter but she does. I give her ass a small slap. Her pussy clenches around my cock. I fight coming already. You’d think I’ve never had my cock inside of her before with how fast I am ready to blow but she always has me like this.
“Ride me,” I demand. Her cheeks bloom with heat again. My wife might be bossy and stubborn at times, but when it comes to bed, she loves to be told what to do. I love to give my wife what she wants. Her getting off gets me off. “Come for me, sugar. I want my taste on you before I eat you real good.”
My dirty words send her over the edge. I come deep inside of her. She moans my name as her pussy locks tight around me, pulling more cum from me.
I stand, keeping my cock inside her as I push through the double door of our master bedroom, tossing her onto the bed. “Spread them.”