Let's eat."Mark was no less fond of his aunt's cooking than his wife, so the conversation revolved around the meal. The real communication was silent,...and delivered in touches, glances, and smiles. He knew he'd hit a home run this year, but she didn't know that the best was yet to come.Once they'd eaten their fill — and perhaps a bit more — Mark sat back and blew out a long breath. "Time to get started on the dishes." Just put away the leftovers," Tessa said. "I'll help." No, I said I'd clean. She went to say something, but I prevented her doing so by pressing my lips to hers. She melted around me, and I around her. Within seconds her slender fingers were tangled in my hair and our tongues were wrestling. I pulled away from her hot mouth, breathless. "You wanna... take this somewhere else?" I suggested.There were several rooms upstairs, and within minutes we found a free one. It seemed whoever had planned this party had gone to a lot of trouble, making sure every room had a stash of. I wanted it to be my cock. That perfume warmed by her skin drifted up to me. I knew she dotted it on the tops of her breasts, up her throat and behind her ears. I wanted to visit those fragrant spaces with my mouth. She was right. She did still get to me. Despite how wretched I thought she was she had me wanting her again. I looked her up and down. I briefly wondered about the lingerie she was wearing and knew that I could take note of the ensemble later. She wanted it. And I was going to give. Relaxing. Knowing what you are planning. What we have been missing. I give you the control. Give you my body. My cock is lying on your back as I work your shoulders. I move down a little to work shoulders and upper back. Reaching down your side and feeling your breast. My hands circling your back, reaching down to cup a breast when you roll slightly to your side. Then going lower on your back, feel my cock now tracing the split between your two moons. Pushing my hips up slightly. Feel my.