After that the mood got more serious, though we eventually got back around to talking about the night in college when we slept together. Felt much better that time. Sex I sat on the side of the tub and spread my legs. I kissed him back and placed my hand on his crotch, I could feel him getting hard inside his shorts. At the same time we both came to the same conclusion, why couldn’t it? I groaned lightly as he started thrusting into me faster. He leaned in and started licking my pussy getting me lubed again and letting me recover from the first painful insertion. I was trying, only half successfully, to keep my moans quiet. The shock of being naughty was electric and I felt it shoot through my groin. Realizing what the problems were we both decided to continue this outside the tub. She was on her back with her legs spread and my husband was on top fucking her. He brought his drink to the tub with him and we soaked, talked, and laughed. I leaned back slightly as he was half on top of me. We both said it was fantastic sex that night, in part because it was wrong. He kissed down my neck and started sucking on my swollen nipple.
