Slowly she helped him remove his trousers he removed her bra. She was completely naked from the top her huge breast were heaving with excitement, I co...ld see the gleams of sweat on her face & breasts I realized what a sexy woman my wife was, she was really getting hot now she was the more aggressive partner she had his cock tightly in her hand & was masturbating him with she was making him squeeze her breasts she liked to be made love violently she was shouting at him to bite her on her breasts. I creep past the bell-desk and past the poor souls in the computer room who never made it to bed. The dot-matrix printer pines away a sad tune, as they turn to see who goes past them. ‘You all never got sleep?’ I ask them poking my head into the room. They grunt and nag, and hoist their mugs of hot chocolate in the air. ‘Is the dining room open yet,’ one asks, waving an empty coffee mug. ‘Certainly not. They don’t get here till another 30 minutes.’ I’m screwed then,’ I hear her say. ‘Have to. Water ran off my breasts and threatened the leather upholstery. Jim thoughtfully mopped it up with the towel. I lay with my head on the armrest of the loveseat and whimpered as echoes of my orgasm ricocheted around my spine, making me twitch and jerk.Jim sat on the floor next to me and stroked me all over as my climax melted into afterglow. He touched my hair, my face, my breasts, my stomach, and my legs. I closed my eyes and let his hands sooth me. I was like a cat laying it its owners lap;. I pulled on my shirt and fleece and then wrapped myself in the remaining plaid, lying close enough to the fire to feel its warmth."Good night Kirsty nic Ian." I said to her quietly."Good night Sir." She replied.I must have tossed and turned every few minutes as the side of me furthest from the fire became cold. I heard a rustle and turned to find Kirsty draping the other plaid over me, smiling but saying nothing. I watched her return to the sleeping bag and couldn't miss her kilt ride up her.