It might have been there all along, but I was just noticing it. She dressed just a tad better for work. Not necessarily more sexy or more revealing, b...t just a little more upscale. She wore her high heels more often, spent a little time on her hair and makeup.She had always stopped one night a week with the girls from work and she was usually home by eight, but she started coming home later; first nine and then nine-thirty and then ten. And there was a difference when she came home - she was. But very soon her right hand disappears under him, reaching to his dick she lines it up to her opening. His hips drop forward, pressing himself into her once again.As John slowly fucks her, Jill lifts her legs up off the bed to better align herself to him. They stop kissing and Jill cocks her head back, I can clearly see her tense up as she reaches an orgasm. John begins to pick up his pace. Jill's legs wrap around his mid-section as he fucks her. With her legs, she holds his body close, not. After a great weekend together I went off to work Monday morning as is normal, my wife only works during the school year so I left her sleeping when I left. It was a very hectic morning at work with a few meetings and a few stressful problems. In my last meeting at about 1:00 with a couple of people my phone rang. I saw it was my wife's cell number calling so I picked it up. My wife said Hi and sounded like she was at some kind of bar as I could hear a lot of noise in the background.I asked her. Finally she gave in, her arms dropping to the pillows on the bed, her bare chest heaving from her tantrums. "Have we gotten that out of our system yet, or do we still need more convincing?" He stroked the very tip of each of her nipples, earning a soft shriek of rage and anguish into her gag. "Yep, I'd say you'll take more convincing." With that he stroked her nipples once more, then traced the edges of her well rounded breasts as though they were the most delicate of works of art. .