Her husband finds out how sexually charged she really is.
She began to move her fingers again, knowing now that with his hand on top of hers that he could feel her movements. She pushed her body back against his slightly and felt his growing manhood against her.... Good, she smiled to herself, he was enjoying himself. She moved her other hand from underneath her side and placed it over the top of his hand pushing him against her, and then gently slid her other hand out from between her legs.
Matt couldn't believe what was happening but his fingers began to move automatically. Stacy was wearing a skirt but he could feel the shape of her through the thin material. His fingers moved in circles around her citerous, firmly but slowly. As he did his kissing became more intense slowly working his way down her neck. He felt Stacy open her legs wider allowing him to make his hand more comfortable. He slide his other hand under her neck resting his hand gently on one of her breasts.
"Mmmmmm," he heard Stacy moan as she moved her free hand to his.
He slid his hand under her top running a finger along the line where her bra met her skin. Then he slipped his fingers under her bra, brushing them against one of her nipples. Matt heard a sudden intake of breath followed by an increased pressure on his pelvis as Stacy pushed herself back into him, her hips grinding slowly. Matt's hand reached for the top of her skirt puling it down her legs. She kicked it the last of the way sending it flying across the room. His hand slide back between her legs, his fingers working harder now, rubbing along her slit. He felt her wetness growing her knickers gradually getting damper. Stacy's moaning increased in frequency and volume and the gyration of her hips against him had got him fully erect. He slid one finger under the edge of her panties pulling them to one side, and ran the other over her moist pussy lips.
"Oh god Matt!" Stacy gasped, and he felt her hips arch towards his fingers.
As his finger rubbed her moist lips and the other took her nipple and continued to play with it. He kissed her on the neck again and then felt her hand on his again, pushing his fingers into her. Her lips parted for him and the tip of his fingers began to explore inside her, moving in small circles. Stacy was moaning loudly now and he could tell she wanted more, but he liked the feeling of control and continued to tease her, slowly sliding his finger in further. As he did he placed his thumb over her clit and began to rub slowly applying a gentle pressure. As his fingers slid out again Matt wondered how much longer Stacy was going to last. Her moaning was now so load that anyone passing by in the street outside must have been able to hear it. She was grinding back into him faster now and he could feel his own orgasm building as her firm butt checks massaged his cock.
"I want you now Matt," Stacy managed to say between her shallow gasps of air.
"I know," said Matt with a huge grin on his face, "Maybe I should make you wait a bit longer though," and then moved his lips her shoulder and kisses her gently.
"Don't you dare," she replied.
And with that she rolled forward off the sofa dragging him with her. Not expecting this sudden event Matt found himself flat on his back with Stacy straddling him. She frantically began unbuttoning his shirt, which took a bit longer than usual due to the fact she was now grinding her wet pussy against his cock through his jeans. The shirt slid off and then he felt her hands go to her jeans, undoing the buttons and flyers. He arched his hips allowing her to slide jeans and boxer shorts off in one go, and watched as he saw the smile form on Stacy's face. His cock stood up in front of her and she wrapped her hand around it.
Stacy began to move her hand up and down the shaft, but it was no good, nothing could distract her from the heat and wetness between her legs.