"Honey, you back," my husband called, hearing the door close.I was right behind Mark, pulling on my leggings over my shoes then grabbing my top, pulli...g it over my breasts and turned around as my husband walked up, looking half-awake in his sweat pants, his hair damp from his shower. I could feel Mark's cum leaking into the fabric of my leggings, soaking the spandex material as my husband bent down and kissed me on the lips."Have a nice jog, Ana?" he asked as he walked by. I sighed in relief,. “It’s very naughty.” She said with a grin. She looked incredible. “It is very naughty.” I replied. “But you’re a naughty girl.”“I am a naughty girl.” She said in a low voice. The look in her eyes was enough to make me hard.“And naughty girls get spankings don’t they?” I asked. “If they’re lucky.” She replied.“Take off your shirt.” She started to slowly unbutton her shirt, starting at the top. When she got to the bottom, she unhesitatingly slid it off of her shoulders and tossed it to the floor.. I turned and deeply kissed her. She was sort of shocked and excited at the same time. I could feel myself getting wet. The first thing she did when i let her lips loose was go for my breasts. She has mentioned many times before how sexy she though they were and how she would love to suck on them. The drive home she sucked on my right boob, and her hand mechanically unbuttoned my pants and probed my slit. Oh My God! I’d never had a guy to do it like she did. I wanted her to lick me and make me. The bedroom door opened and to my surprise my normally quite reserved wife walked in just wearing her bra, panties, hold ups and stilettos. She did look hot and I noticed that I wasn’t the only one staring at her as she walked across the room and started to squirm her way into our sleeping bag. If I’d ever thought she was inhibited, she certainly wasn’t tonight, but I guess that was because of the amount of booze she’d drunk.There wasn’t much room in our sleeping bag, so Hayley had to lie on.