I called out "Are you ready?" already knowing the answer. After twelve years together I knew you would be at least another ten minutes applying the little make-up you needed.The en-suite bathroom was tiny and I had to squeeze past you at the sink to reach my after-shave.

I placed my hands on your hips and felt the rough fabric of your short black dress as I pushed past. Looking in the mirror, I saw a picture of beauty as you applied your lipstick, those bright red lips of yours drawing my attention.

Suddenly, lust took hold as I stopped and pressed my growing member into the cleft of your ass and my hands moving up to cup your breasts.

I gently kissed your neck and could see the shiver run up your spine.

I pinched your nipples through your dress before dropping my hands to the hem of your dress and lifting it to your hips. All this time you didn't speak or even move. You had a good idea of what I intended to do.

The sight of your cheeks forced apart by your lace thong was so inviting that I dropped to my knees. My tongue sought out your forbidden jewel before I forced it inside you. My hands stroked your thighs before moving to your pussy.

You gave a sigh. I could already feel the dampness of your crotch as I tugged your knickers down to reveal your glory. Still, you did not move.

I had to have you.

I pulled at my zip and let out my dick. My height gave me the perfect angle to slip my aching cock into your moist ass. You pushed back, forcing me deeper, while I had one hand on the sink and one hand heading to your clit.

Now. I stood motionless as you started to move back and force against me, pushing my dick into your willing ass and rubbing your clit with growing urgency. We had done this many times in the past but the added thrill of knowing our friends were waiting in the next room was just too much.

It was short and sweet but oh so good as we came together in a shudder of quiet orgasm.