We both start laughing, knowing what will come next.“I think someone is ready for round two?” she asks me, laughing.“I want you, Akari, I want t... fuck you, right now!” I answer, not going around the fact that I’m horny as hell. To accentuate what I just said, I lightly move my hips toward her, my dick pocking her harder, hitting her wet slit.Her eyes lit up at my direct answer with the same fire I probably have in mine. Without wasting any time, she moves off me and positions herself on the. "That's really not necessary!" I protested."Oh no, if someone is taking me to the best restaurant in town, I always dress up out of respect for his big spending ways!" Mum tended to be very expansive in her expressions. When my wife and mum came back downstairs, they both looked terrific. My mum's emerald green silk dress outlined her body perfectly. The hem hung modestly at knee level. The scooped neckline framed her tits, exposing a clear cleavage, her black high heels emphasising shapely. You always cop a feel on your friends when theyre naked? I joked. She lets out a giggle. Only when theyre really good looking like you are. Now even Im starting to blush. I can tell that shes liking the attention Im giving her. Its obviously that she doesnt get it from others much. Their loss, my gain. Please dont think Im some kind of perverted schoolgirl, she lets out softly. I dont normally do this. I mean, Ive never done something like this. I dont think that at all, I said. Its just that…I. One thing I am good at is letting things go. One thing I am bad at is being cornered. I let loose on him 12 years of hate and anger spewed forth in twenty minutes of no stop "truth". Ranging from he is a pussy when it comes to defending me to I love pussy and it what I think about when he was on top of me thinking he was pleasing me. The fucker even cried.So, a marriage counselor later, I tell my husband what I have wanted this whole time. No more cock, especially his, and that I am going to.