Nicole stepped into the bedroom, and her dark Spanish eyes lit up excitedly. Jake stood in the middle of the room naked, and smiled at her as he picked up the paintbrush.
“Whoa, you’re naked?” Nicole exclaimed without finding the words for a more clever statement.
Jake laughed. “Yeah, I figured I’d save on some laundry. Paint free, you know? I’ll shower when I’m done.” He headed for the bedroom wall and slopped the paintbrush against it.
Nicole stood motionless for a moment, admiring the view of her husband’s bare body. The muscles in his heavy arm moved delightfully with every stroke he made with the brush. His firm calves tightened as he stretched his solid figure up towards the trim below the ceiling. The thick shaft of his manhood bounced freely, and what Nicole enjoyed most of all, the firm mounds of his ass tightened and loosened as he moved.
Nicole moved behind him, pretending to be admiring the progress he was making on the wall, but actually lavishing at his 32 year old body. They had been making love to one another for over a decade, and despite both of them being tired after a workday, she was going to ride him good tonight. She felt herself hardening thinking about feeling him inside her.