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We Need To Talk About Suzie

... dishevelled and her face was glowing warm, and just inches from my face. She raised her arm which had been trapped under me and softly brushed my hair away from my eyes.

“Oh no,” I said, “I’m not worried about him being here. This is his home, this is his bed, and you are his wife.” She gently pulled my head to her and kissed me, sucking softly on my lips and I responded, slipping my tongue into her mouth.

“Shall I tell him to come home then?” I smiled and she kissed me again. “And can he join us in bed?”

“I’d love that,” I replied, and I meant it.

Eddie

I have to put up with quite a lot. Well, I think so. Emma thinks I have an easy life and that I should consider myself very lucky. And today, on this particular Saturday, I would agree with her.

When I got home, I had gone around to the back of the house, knowing Emma would get a signal from the gate and see on the monitor that it was me.

The message I had received had simply said “Please come home. We are upstairs,” so I knew the kitchen would be empty. But I also knew she wanted me home quickly, as the message finished with a long series of kisses.

The doors were wide open and there, on the deck, were the sun-loungers, two empty bottles of Prosecco and two discarded dresses. The kitchen was empty and, as I went to the fridge, I heard footsteps on the stairs and in walked a naked Emma, clearly dishevelled but with the biggest smile I had ever seen.

She didn’t say a word but quite literally ran ...

... towards me and leapt into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist and locking on, as she simply smothered me in kisses. And wow, didn’t she kiss me.

Her body was warm, almost hot, and her bottom was damp and I could feel the warmth of her pussy against my stomach.

“Oh god, Eddie. I have had just the greatest time ever,” she said, when eventually she broke the kiss, but immediately latched her lips back on mine and continued to kiss me. Then, when she broke the kiss again, she added, “Get a bottle of Prosecco and a beer and take me up to bed, now.”

Carrying Emma upstairs still latched onto my waist, her arms around my neck, and Emma holding two bottles, is a skill I have mastered. Thankfully Emma is tiny but strong and we were soon heading down the landing to our bedroom. But I was not expecting what happened next.

As soon as I stepped into the bedroom, I saw her. She was lying on her front, looking towards the door, her chin resting on her hands and with the cutest, most beautiful smile. Oh wow, her hair, like Emma’s, was dishevelled and her skin glowing and the sight of her beautiful ass was something to behold.

Emma was still latched on to me but was looking at Suzie.

“Suzie, this is my gorgeous hubby, Eddie,” she said. She then looked me straight in the eyes.

“Eddie, this is Suzie. And now I need you to help me ravish her.”

And you all know me by now. I do as I am told.

Emma

When Suzie and I got home following lunch, we were both in a great ...