Mmmm smells good in here!

I wiped my hands on my apron before flipping the radio on. Jackson and Bianca had gone out for dinner so I decided I'd do something romantic for Dante since the house was empty for the first time in forever since the kids were visiting with grandparents. I set the salad on the table and turned to grab the chicken when I heard the front door open. "In here, Dante!" I called as I sat the chicken down. He walked in, tugging his jacket off and kissing me. "Smells good." I smiled. "Thank you. Just for you." I kissed him again and turned to get the green beans and mashed potatoes.

I had a long day and all I wanted was some dinner, a shower and my bed. And my wife's arms if she was willing to give them up. It would be nice to have a home cooked meal instead of eating out but knowing Abby and how she had been lately I doubt that's what I'd get. However when I walked into the front door and kicked my shoes off and set down my bag and was hit with a wonderful smell I got myself a nice surprise. Even more so when I walked in and found Abby in one of her dresses, her make up done and her hair pulled back. She looked beautiful, more alive. She was always gorgeous but she had more life in her. "Just for me?" I said, setting my jacket on the back of a chair. "That sounds perfect." I sat down and watched as she moved to get the wine off the counter. "You look happier... it's really nice to see."

I gave him a soft smile and set down the bottle of wine. "I am happier." I whispered, leaning in and kissing him softly. "I love you." He stopped me from walking away, holding my hand and kissing the knuckles. "I love you too." I smiled, pulling away and dishing us both plates. I sat in the chair next to him. "I even made your favorite just for you. We've got the house to ourselves for a few hours. Bianca and Jackson went out and the kids are up at their grandparents for their annual weekend fun."

"Good. I like having time alone." We ate in silence. As we did most times these days. We use to go for hours talking... and now we went hours not talking. It sucked but we were drifting apart. I knew that. When dinner was done, Abby cleaned up, against my protests to help and brought out dessert. Apple pie and vanilla ice cream. "Thank you." I told her, letting my fingers brush over her neck. She leaned into my touch... something she hadn't been doing for a while. "You're welcome." She whispered, her eyes hungry... and not for the pie. "Come here.." I told her, tugging her forward on my lap.

I couldn't help it... I missed his touch... his kiss. I missed the intimacy. I was so lonely.. at least I felt that way. And all I wanted was to be held, to be touched, and kissed. I missed it and in missing that it made me hornier than I had been in a long time. Dante tugged me onto his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing his lips softly. "I've missed you.." Dante whispered. I bit my lip, curling my fingers in the ends of his hair. "I missed you too." His lips moved down my neck, making me let out a soft satisfied sigh. My head fell back, giving him more room to work on my neck, but he only stayed there a second before moving down to the tips of my breasts peeking out of my dress. "Oh, Dante.." I whispered gently.

I slid my hands up her skirt, gripping her hips gently, groaning against her chest. I had missed this.. us. And just sex in general. It had been so long since we actually had done it. I never pushed her but this is what she wanted... what she needed and who was I not to let her have it? When it was what I wanted pretty damn bad myself. I pulled one strap to her dress down, kissing her bare shoulder before pulling the other strap down and releasing both her breasts to me. I let my hand graze over one and took the other one in my nipple to bite gently at it.

"Dante," I whispered, my head back, my fingers curling more in his shoulder as he worked his magic on my very sensitive breasts. I could feel him growing by the second against my leg which turned me on terribly. "Please..." I whimpered as his hands teased my bare legs under my skirt. He let just one finger brush against my pussy through my panties.

"Say it again," I mumbled, moving my hands over her hips and tugging at her panties. "Please." She whimpered again for me making my already throbbing cock hurt. I tossed her panties aside, dipping my fingers between her pussy lips and rubbing at her clit before sliding two fingers deep inside of her. She was wet and it took all the self control I could muster not to slam her against the wall and slam into her.

"Dante, please." I begged, knowing I couldn't take much more. I had to have him inside me. "Please." He lifted me up quickly, setting me on the kitchen table and tugging his pants down. He shoved my dress up all the way so my entire bottom was exposed.

I pushed the things on the table upward, and bent Abby over the kitchen table on her stomach. I took my cock in my hand and guided it until I pushed into her from behind. My mouth danced over the back of her neck as I moved inside her, my hand massaging her breast.

I held the door open for Bianca and let her walk into the house before shutting the door. "I'm going to make some coffee. Want some?" She nodded her head and we both walked back to the kitchen, freezing when we were greeted by Dante's naked ass and Abigail half naked bent over the kitchen table. It's not that Bianca and I had never watched porn together before. It's not as though we didn't go to college parties where most everyone ended up having sex, and most often out in the open like this. Hell, we were even the ones to be fucking out in the middle of everything. But those times were years ago. We hadn't really had sex out in the open like Abigail and Dante were right now in the longest time. And to see them like this, oh, Jesus, it was giving me a huge hard on. I wanted to throw Bianca up against the wall and fuck her right now. But neither one of us moved.

I bit my lip, watching as Dante pounded into Abigail from behind. I shook slightly, feeling my clit tighten in my pussy lips. Why did I suddenly want to feel Dante's dick deep inside me... and with my husband standing right here beside me. I gripped onto Jackson's arm, doing my best to remain silent. We shouldn't be standing here looking at them like this. But for some reason, neither of us could turn away.

"Oh, Dante!" I whimpered, gripping the table. "Harder! Oh yes! Please!" I let my head rest against the table, moaning.

I slammed harder into her, reaching between us and rubbing at her clit my head leaning against her back, biting softly there. "Jesus, Abby!" I tried to ignore the flash of Bianca in my head but it was too hard...

I pulled myself away, hating what I was feeling standing here next to my husband and wanting to be on that table instead of A, despite him being her husband. I didn't care that Jackson stayed behind and watched. But right now, I was going to go upstairs and go to sleep, forgetting about what I just saw.

Bianca walked away and I knew I should walk away too, but Jesus, this was hot fuck. But, after a while, I knew Bianca was right to turn away. Maybe she'd let me... but by the time I got upstairs, she was crawling into bed, her back turned away from me and ready to go to sleep. "Bianca, I--" She shook her head and I sighed, leaving the room to go shower in the bathroom across the hall.

My walls clamped down on his cock and I let out a tiny cry of relief. My fingers dug harder into the table and I felt like collapsing right there and falling asleep. I was that content.

I felt my balls tighten and knew I was done. I shot inside of her and let out a low satisfied growl. Our bodies relaxed, and we both got dressed. Especially when we realized that Jackson and Bianca were home upstairs. We could just say a silent prayer they didn't come in the kitchen. After cleaning up we both headed upstairs for a shower and bed. And we did just that.