It was the perfect ass, I put both hands on her slim waist and ran them over her wide hips and across the exquisite globes of her ass cheeks. This was...the perfect ass, as far as I was concerned, a cross between J-lo and Beyonce on a slightly smaller scale, I could have stared at it all day long, but I was dying to taste her, each time I stroked her cheeks they would quiver and her whole body would shake. I ran a finger down the crease of her ass over her little rosebud asshole, making a mental. Was I pleased that Jimmy had moved those plants, if she spotted me, she'd surely have reacted and the game would be over before it really got started.The guy went to the bar to replenish their drinks, and then they sat and talked for a while. A second dance was followed by another drink, but this time the guy sat closer to Emma his arm resting on the back of the seat, in the time worn dance all seducers know so well. Later, I knew it would slip onto her shoulder and Emma wouldn't object.Another. They both rolled over and tried to sleep. John's thoughts disturbed him, he'd known when they married she wasn't the most adventurous in their sex lives but always hoped she would change over time. Monica on her part was wondering what she was doing. She knew he wanted her to be more adventurous but he hadn’t pressed when they'd first married, especially as what she'd done with her fingers and tongue had kept him more than happy, but now he seemed bored of her. That night their sleep was. It felt incredible, and he was so turned on just from watching her, he thought that he might come at any second, and he’d not even been inside her yet… He tore himself away, whispering ’stay still’ to her as he walked around to the other side of the table. She wiggled her ass at him, giggling. He took in the view for a few seconds, the disappeared into the fridge. She heard the rustling as he searched through it. When he came back, he was carrying something in his hand, but it was too dark to.