Andrew suspected things might get exciting sooner or later. He might not have been sure about this art project his wife pulled him into, but when you have a couple half naked on a blanket in their back yard how could they not get steamy. Wendy had been putting her hands all over him all afternoon. She claimed it was to guide him though the motions of using their bodies to paint with, but he saw the sly looks she gave him and read the signals. And she looked damn hot in that plain white nightie. It didn’t even matter her perfect skin was blemished with streaks of color. She looked gorgeous.
In fact, being covered in paint made what came next even sexier. Once they started kissing they got even more dirty. Their fingers stroked their flesh and smeared paint everywhere while they made out. They fell onto the blanket rolling in their artwork, their bodies rubbing together and their limbs wrapped around each other.
Wendy was the most proactive. Since their daughter wasn’t home she was eager to make the most of their alone time. She stripped off her nightie and let her husband bask in her glorious naked body, which she happily ran her paint covered fingers over. She had fun painting her nipples a bright shade of red and blue before lunging forward to strip him of his pants to reveal his penis, which she assaulted with her tongue and her mouth. Andrew watched her go down on him and suck him until he was erect, mesmerized by her enthusiasm. She was always such a wild thing when she was in the mood. She mounted his lap and rode his cock, gazing into his eyes with deep adoration before they kissed passionately again.
This art project was meant to be about therapy, not sex. However, Wendy argued sex is an effective form of therapy as she encouraged him to use her body like a paintbrush. Their hands continued to express themselves, both on the canvas and each other, melding their bodies together as they made love passionately. Wendy stretched herself out over the canvas, presenting herself to her husband who thrust between her legs gently. His palms squeezed her breasts, smearing fresh paint over her skin before kissing her nipples lovingly. She moaned in pleasure as their fingers interlocked, her legs wrapping around him drawing him deeper inside of her. He fucked her harder, building up a load that could add more paint to her canvas. She was content to keep this color inside of her pussy, drawing him into her arms in a steamy embrace.
Their little art project hit an embarrassing snag when Sadie came home early and stumbled upon them in the backyard. The mortified girl could barely look at them the rest of the day, even when they all went to the Waterhole for dinner. Andrew tried to see the funny side, commenting how it was like when he walked in on her and Byron. She argued it wasn’t the same. “You guys were much further along” she replied. Wendy, however, wasn’t ashamed about being caught making love to her husband.
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