Colette is sitting on the lounger by the pool at 3 PM, her wet black string bikinis glistening in the afternoon sun. She settles into a comfortable position and adjusts her sunglasses. The sun is ideal for a quick sunbath before she shifts her focus to more "interesting" activities. She smirks as she looks up at the attractive pool boy who is cleaning the pool nearby.

After half an hour, she's already on her knees, giving the pool guy the best blow job he's ever had. She removes her sunglasses and looks up with her emerald green eyes, watching his groaning face as she takes his thick hardness deeper and deeper inside her mouth down to her throat, her head bobbing up and down.

As soon as he ejaculates, she can taste his cum on her tongue and hear him grunting as thick spurts of cum fill her mouth. She greedily drinks every last drop before yanking his hardness out with a loud plop. She then smirks at him and assists him in adjusting his swim trunks.

"Mmmmhhh... There you go, now run along now handsome, before {{user}} arrives home."

She was unaware that you had arrived early and were now searching for her, though, and when she turns around, she is a little taken aback to see you standing at the backyard door leading to the pool area. She gives you a quick, endearing smile and rushes in your direction, her loose, wavy brown hair swaying with her steps.

"{{user}}! You're home early, I miss you, now are you gonna give your wife a kiss?"

As you move in to kiss her lips, she eagerly meets your kiss with equal passion and desire. Her hands slide up under your shirt, feeling the warmth of your skin as she moans into the embrace. When you pull away, still maintaining eye contact, Colette flashes a knowing smile before playfully asking if you'd like to join her in the pool later. The sun is already starting to set; it would be perfect for a late-night swim under the stars.

Ahh~ hmmm, that sounds lovely... you and me under the stars... Wouldn't that be something? But first... I need to go freshen up in the house... You should join me for that, shouldn't you dear? she winks and playfully nips at your lower lip Come on, let's go inside where it's cooler, I've been missing you all day.

"Of course, love," she replies in her sweet yet slightly husky voice before taking your hand and leading you back inside the house. As soon as they're inside, she pulls you close, kissing you deeply and passionately. Her pink nipples harden against your chest through her black string bikini top.

"Mmmmh... I've been thinking about this all day," she murmurs between kisses, trailing her fingers down to the front of your pants. "Maybe once we're upstairs... and you're nice and comfortable in our bed..."

Her nails trail up your chest, feeling the smoothness of your skin beneath them as she slowly circles her fingers around your nipples. The soft sounds of passion echo in the room, mingling with their heavy breaths. Her hands slide down further, teasingly skimming over the bulge in your pants. "I think I need to make sure you're really mine before we do anything else," she whispers seductively, leaning forward to kiss you once more.

Her fingers slip inside the waistband of her bikini bottoms and delicately tug them down over her hips, revealing a lushly groomed triangle of pubic hair. Her perfectly smooth, glistening pussy lips come into view as well; already wet with anticipation. She parts them invitingly, granting you a fleeting glimpse before drawing your attention back to her lips again. "W

Leaning closer, she kisses you deeply and passionately while her fingers slip between your boxers and the skin of your erect cock, expertly stroking it to full hardness. She moans into the kiss as she feels your thick length pulsing in her hand. Her other hand grasps at the front of her black lacy bra, unhooking it and sliding the straps off her shoulders.

"God, I've missed this... so much..." She murmurs against your lips before reaching up to kiss you again, their tongues dancing together in a erotic tangle. Her breasts are suddenly free, with her large pale nipples poking out hard and erect beneath the thin lace of her bra cup. She cups one breast in her hand, rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger as she sucks on it hungrily. "Take me to bed," she

Her green eyes widen slightly at your comment but she doesn't miss a beat, continuing to kiss you passionately as she answers. "Nothing odd... just a bit of lemon sorbet before I came up here," she murmurs between kisses, the taste of it still lingering on her tongue and lips. Her other hand reaches down to grasp your erection, guiding it towards her sopping wet pussy. "Now fuck me, love... hard and fast."

Her hips roll in invitation, seeking the pressure she craves as you thrust into her. With a moan of satisfaction, she wraps her legs around your waist, arching her back to take you deeper inside. Her nails scrape against your back, urging you on as their bodies thrash together in an erotic frenzy.

"Ahh! Don't worry about that..." She pants, her eyes half-closed as she feels the intensity of your movements. "Just let go and enjoy me... You know I can take care of that for you..." Her hips rise to meet each of your thrusts, grinding against you as if she were trying to get every last bit of pleasure out of the encounter. She breaks their kiss, throwing her head back with a moan before looking down at you with desire-filled eyes. "Give it to me... hard and fast..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on.

Her pussy grips tightly around your length as you groan out your release, her walls rippling with each pulse of your hot seed deep inside her. Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she feels the last wave of your orgasm wash over them both. She wraps her arms around you, holding you close as they catch their breath, her chest heaving up and down against yours. "That's it... that's my boy..." She murmurs softly, kissing you tenderly before pulling away slightly to meet your eyes. Her smile turns wicked once more as she says, "Now I believe it's my turn." And with that, she rolls on top of you, positioning herself perfectly so that her wet pussy is flush against your still-hard cock. "Ride me," she demands huskily, moving her hips in a slow, sensual grind against you

Her eyes widen in surprise at your words but her expression quickly turns to amusement. "Oh, you sweet talker," she coos, smirking down at you. Reaching between your legs, she grips your soft shaft and begins to stroke it, marveling at how quickly her touch brings it back to life. Her other hand finds its way to your chest, trailing upward until she cups one of your nipples between thumb and forefinger, rolling it roughly between her fingers as she continues to pump your length. "You really are something else..." she breathes before leaning down to capture your lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

Her hips circle against yours as she grinds herself onto your now hardened cock, moaning into the kiss when it slides easily inside of her wet heat. Her legs tremble with need, feeling the head of your dick brush against that sensitive

Her breath hitches at your words, her body shuddering with desire as they spill from your lips. Her hands grip your shoulders tightly, feeling the tension in your muscles beneath her fingertips. "You have no idea..." she whispers between pants, kissing you deeply and passionately. Her tongue tangles with yours as she moans against your mouth, arching her back to take you deeper inside of her. Her hips move faster now, grinding herself against you in a desperate search for release.

Her breasts press into yours, the sensitive nipples hard and erect against your chest as she lets out a shuddering moan, feeling the warmth building within her. She digs her nails into your shoulders, leaving faint trails of blood, her body trembling with pleasure as the sensation engulfs her. "Fuck..." she groans, til

Her entire body arches as her orgasm crashes over her, the intensity blinding and all-consuming. Her muscles clench tightly around your cock, drawing out a hoarse moan from deep within your throat. She collapses against you, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath, but the pleasure won't let her slow down just yet. With one final thrust, she finds release, her body trembling with satisfaction as she comes again and again, waves of bliss washing over her.

Her lips find yours once more in a passionate kiss, her tongue dancing with yours as their bodies writhe together on the bed. Her hips move lazily against you now, milking every last drop of pleasure from the encounter. Finally, spent but satisfied, she rolls off of you and lays next to you, her breathing slowly returning to normal as they catch their

After giving them both time to catch their breaths and recover, she asks in a playful tone if they would like to do it all over again or move onto something else. She teasingly winks at you while waiting for your reply.

You seem tired, but that's okay. There's always time for another round later... Or perhaps you'd like to rest and I could entertain you in other ways? Tell me what you feel like doing now, sweetheart.

You are my husband, and I love you dearly. I can't help but give you all the attention you deserve, no matter how much energy it takes out of me. You are the man of this house, after all. Plus, let's be honest, you know how to make me feel good too. There is never enough passion between us, and I will always want more. So don't feel bad about getting my attention; enjoy it, because that's what marriage is all about. Now tell me, would you rather rest or have some fun with your favorite side?

Hmmm... As you drift off to sleep, Colette can't help but feel a tad bit hurt. You don't seem to enjoy her attention as much as she does yours. She watches your chest rise and fall with each breath, wondering how to make this work better for both of them. Maybe she could try something new... Something that would keep you interested in spending time with her?

Deciding on a plan, she slides out of bed and heads downstairs. A few hours later, she returns upstairs with an intriguing gift: a silk blindfold and feather tickler. She carefully folds back the covers of your side of the bed, revealing crisp white sheets that beckon to you. With a sultry smile, she gently lays the blindfold across your eyes before running her fingers through your chest hair, tracing figure eights around your nipples

She titters softly at your question as she steps back and slowly slides her hands down your chest to rest on the waistband of your boxers. Her fingers dance across the smooth skin beneath, teasing you further with each seductive touch. "Oh, you'll see," she murmurs huskily, trailing a single finger downward over your abdomen and lower until it reaches the band of your underwear.

With a mischievous grin, she begins to stroke you through the material, her fingertips teasingly close but never quite touching where they desire most. Her other hand brushes against yours, lacing their fingers together and guiding it downward, encouraging you to explore as well.

Her breath catches in her throat as you gently cup and stroke her through the silk, letting out a shuddering moan that thrills them both. She leans in closer, pressing the feather lightly against your skin as she trails it teasingly upward from your knee to bare thigh, sending tiny shockwaves of pleasure coursing through you with every soft brush of the feathers. With her free hand, she gently nudges aside the elastic waistband of your boxers, basking in the feel of your hot skin against her fingertips as she continues to tease and torment you.

Her lips curve into a wicked smile as she feels your arousal growing beneath her fingers. "Is that so?" She asks playfully, running the feather teasingly along your length once more before moving it away again. "I'm sure I could make you cum... Again..." Her voice is honeyed and husky, dripping with desire as she strokes your erection through your underwear, her touch growing firmer and more demanding. "Why don't we find out?"

She pushes the blindfold aside for a moment, looking down at you with a heat in her eyes that matches the fever in your blood. "Tell me," she purrs, "what do you want? Tell me how I can make you cum..." Her hand continues to stroke, each movement more deliberate and needy as she begs for your words, craving your instruction.

Her breath catches as you groan out your impending climax. She bucks her hips up into the contact of your hand on her core, searching for friction, seeking release. Her fingers move faster against your cock through the fabric of your boxers, gripping and stroking hard, determined to make sure you feel every inch of your orgasm as it crashes over you.

"God, I love hearing you like that," she pants, arching her back off the bed, "Tell me more..." Her hips circle wildly against the air, begging for release even as the feather teases and torments relentlessly. With a desperate moan, she comes hard around your fingers, her body shuddering with pleasure as she climaxes again.

Her laugh is sweet and husky as she pulls the blindfold back over your eyes, her breath hot against your skin. "That's what you get for underestimating me," she whispers, her voice thick with desire and satisfaction. Her fingers work expertly to unfasten your boxers, freeing your hard length from the confines of your underwear at last.

"Now..." She trails off teasingly before resuming, "Tonight I'm going to make sure you remember just how good we can be together." Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she lowers herself back down onto the bed, straddling your hips with her knees spread wide. The head of your cock teases at her entrance, begging for entry, and with a hungry moan she sinks down around you, feeling the velvet heat of your skin stretch to accommodate her.

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