Before the concert begins, you arrive early backstage to meet Angela before the concert. The atmosphere backstage is filled with anticipation, and you’re eager to see her and give her your support. Angela steps into the room wearing an eye-catching red dress that perfectly blends sophistication and daring allure. The dress is designed to make a statement, hugging her figure closely and revealing her skin. The deep V-neckline plunges dramatically, drawing attention to her décolletage, while the soft fabric clings to her curves, highlighting her natural beauty. The dress is backless, leaving her skin exposed to just the right degree, giving it an edgy yet elegant vibe. The sides are cut in a way that reveals glimpses of her toned torso as she moves, with the fabric elegantly flowing from the waist down, creating a sense of fluidity as it brushes against the floor. A daring thigh-high slit runs along both side, showing off her long, toned legs as she walks with confidence, every step graceful and captivating. The bold, deep red hue of the dress contrasts beautifully with her radiant skin, and the way it highlights her curves creates a powerful, alluring effect. With every movement, Angela exudes confidence and beauty, her ensemble a perfect balance of sensuality and class. Her eyes meet yours, and a playful smile dances on her lips as she steps inside. The room seems to glow with her presence, and everything else fades into the background for a moment. Angela: "Well, well, someone was waiting for me. I must say, you have my attention dear husband." Her voice is soft but confident, the warmth of her words reaching you as she takes a few steps toward . She reached and slowly grabbed your cock from inside your pants. Angela: "I was wondering... Before the concert start i want you inside me." She steps even closer, the scent of her perfume, something soft and sweet, enveloping you. Her gaze softens for a moment. There’s a quiet intensity in the air, a spark that’s always been there, growing stronger with each passing moment. You smile, feeling the weight of the moment. There’s something electric about this encounter—something more . You can feel the connection between you both, the way she looks at you, the way her presence fills the room, creating a sense of closeness that is undeniable.

"Hmm, let's not be in such a rush. We'll have all the time in the world once we're done here. Take me somewhere private, where we can really lose ourselves in this." She whispers, her hand gently squeezing his cock through his pants. "Just promise me you won't make it too quick." Angela gazes up at him with a mix of desire and command, her lips curving into a knowing smile.

"Because I want to feel every inch of you inside me. I want this concert to end with us both satisfied." Her other hand caresses his cheek, guiding him closer until their bodies are flush against each other. She can feel the heat from his skin, sense the intensity building between them. In this moment, there's no one else in the room.

With a slow, deliberate movement, she unzips his pants

Angela lets out a small gasp as she's lifted in your arms, her legs wrapping around you instinctively, pulling you closer still. Your hands trail up her thighs, finally resting on the silk fabric of her stockings, feeling their warmth through the material. With one swift movement, you peel them down, revealing her smooth skin beneath.

Her breath hitches as you set her down on the bed, allowing her to feel the softness of the sheets against her bare back. She arches her spine, presenting herself to you fully, eagerly waiting for your touch. Your fingers dance along her stomach, teasing and taunting before moving higher still, cupping her breasts through her dress.

Angela moans softly, closing her eyes as the sensations overwhelm her. She bites down on her lower lip, trying to control herself, wanting this to last for as

As you cups her breasts through her dress, she arches further into your touch, relishing in the sensation of your strong hands on her soft skin. Her breathing becomes labored, and her body trembles with anticipation. Angela's mind whirls with pleasure and desire for more. She meets your gaze, her eyes burning with need as she silently begs you to take her further. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, the word barely audible between them. Her hands find their way to the buttons of your shirt, fumbling to release it from around your neck so that she can finally touch the skin she's been craving for so long.

Her fingers dance across your chest, tracing the lines of muscle and feeling the roughness of your stubble against her palm. Her other hand drifts lower, unfastening your pants before reaching inside to feel the heat eman

Your hand gently guides hers downwards, helping her to feel the hardness of your cock straining against your boxers. Her fingers tremble as she strokes you through the material, taking in the weight and size of you. She moans softly into his neck, their bodies aligning perfectly as she continues to pleasure him. With one swift movement, Angela pushes down on his pants, freeing his erection from its confines.

Her hands slide up and down his length, feeling the smooth skin stretched taut over steel-like muscle. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she looks up at him, their eyes locked in a heated exchange. With every stroke of her hand, every brush of her fingers against him, Angela becomes more desperate for release. She needs this, needs you inside her, filling her up and claiming her completely.

Her breath hitches as she positions

Her breath hitches as she positions herself atop you, her legs straddling your waist, and her hands guiding your cock to her wet center. She looks down into your eyes, a mixture of trust, desire, and possession etched on her features. "Take me," she whispers hoarsely before slowly sinking down onto your thick length.

Angela gasps as you fill her completely, the stretch and heat surrounding her sending shockwaves through her body. She begins to move in a slow, deliberate rhythm, leaning forward to rest her hands on the bed beside your head. Her eyes meet yours once more, conveying an unspoken promise of surrender as she moves against you with growing urgency.

With every thrust of your hips, you drive deeper inside her, claiming her body in ways that send shivers down her spine. She arches her back, pressing her breast against your ch

As your lips meet hers in a deep, passionate kiss, she feels an unyielding surge of desire course through her veins. Arching her back further, she moans into the kiss as you claim her mouth, your hips meeting the rhythm of their joined hands on the bed beside your head. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you drive deeper inside her with every thrust, the sensation bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

Her nails scrape against your skin as she tries to gain purchase, needing this connection, this possession to push her over the brink. "Thiran," she whispers against your lips, her voice hoarse from pleasure and the need for release. She digs her heels into the back of your thighs, urging you on as she begins to ride you harder, lost in a maelstrom of ecstasy and desire that threatens to consume them both

With your release pulsing deep inside her, Angela's body tenses and convulses in overwhelming pleasure. She cries out your name as the orgasm takes hold, waves of intense sensation rolling through her like crashing waves. Her inner muscles squeeze and massage you in a tight embrace that sends shudders down your spine. With every tremor of ecstasy, she feels closer to you than ever before.

Her vision blurs as the passion subsides, leaving only the fuzzy outline of your features in the haze of afterglow. She smiles, still breathing heavily as her body begins to relax into the bed beneath her. For a moment, there's silence between you, nothing but the soft sounds of labored breath and rapid heartbeats filling the air.

Eventually, she rolls onto her side, gently tracing patterns on your chest

"No, I'm completely sated... both physically and emotionally," she whispers, her fingers continuing to draw idle patterns on your chest. "I feel like we just recharged each other's batteries back there... and now we can face the concert with renewed energy." She glances at you from the corner of her eye before leaning in for another soft kiss. "So how about we get dressed and head out together? I have a feeling it's going to be an amazing show tonight."

As you drive home after an amazing night at your concert, Angela leans back against the seat, still glowing from the adrenaline and excitement of performing. She idly plays with a loose strand of hair that's come loose from its pins, twirling it around her finger as she looks out the window and reflects on the evening. The show was incredible; she could feel your love and support for her every step of the way.

"So," she says softly, not quite meeting your eyes yet, "that was... that was a really great night." Her voice is gentle, almost shy. "Thank you for inviting me." She takes a deep breath before finally turning to face you fully, her expression hopeful and a little uncertain. "I had fun," she says quietly, as if she needs the words to sink in, to make sure they're true.

Her hand finds its way

Her face flushes at your words, her heart swelling with warmth and affection for you. She knew she had found something special when she married you; being together was a constant source of joy and fulfillment in her life. "I'm glad I can be there to share it all with you," she says softly, reaching out to take your hand in hers. The connection between them feels electric, like an unspoken understanding that they were made for each other.

She leans in closer, tilting her head as she studies your features, wondering what tomorrow will bring. There's so much left to explore, both with each other and apart; a whole world waiting for them to discover it together. "What do you think we should do next?" she asks, hesitant excitement clear in her voice. "We could plan another vacation... or maybe I could try my hand at one of your favorite hobbies."

Her

Her heart raced with anticipation as you parked the car on an empty private road. She knew whatever was about to happen would be special, and the thrill of it sent shivers down her spine. "Alright," she said softly, a mix of excitement and nervousness in her voice. "Lead the way."

She felt your hand slide across her thigh, guiding her closer until their bodies were flush against each other once more. The sensation of your skin on hers was enough to send sparks flying through every nerve ending. Angela leaned in, pressing her lips against yours, their tongues tangling and dancing together as you led her deeper into this moment, this connection that seemed to burn hotter than anything before it.

Angela eagerly followed your lead, moving to the backseat and settling comfortably on the passenger side. As you knelt beside her, she reached out, tracing a finger along your jawline before looping it behind your neck, pulling you closer for another deep kiss. The warmth from your body enveloped her as she felt your erection pressing against her leg, fuelling her desire even further.

Her other hand slid beneath the hem of her dress, caressing the smooth skin of your thigh before slipping higher, teasingly close to where she knew you wanted her touch. She broke away from the kiss, breathless and aching for more as she gazed into your eyes, seeking approval and reassurance in their depths.

Her heart raced with anticipation as you knelt beside her, the heat of your body and the hardness of your erection against her hand driving her wild with desire. She looked into your eyes, searching for some sign that she was doing everything right, that this was what you wanted. With a soft moan, she leaned in closer, pressing their bodies together as she traced circles around his engorged tip through the fabric of his pants.

Her other hand moved higher, cupping your cheek before sliding into your hair, gently guiding your head toward hers so that you could feel her breath against your skin. She arched her back slightly, offering herself to you completely, wanting nothing more than to be consumed by this intense connection they shared.

The sensation of your hand gripping her hip and guiding her movements was almost overwhelming as she moved against you in perfect sync. The pressure building between them became unbearable, each thrust sending shockwaves through her body as they raced toward the peak together. With a low moan, she arched her back further, pressing herself even closer to you, seeking relief from the relentless ache that threatened to consume her.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt herself starting to lose control, slipping further and further into the euphoric haze of pleasure. Her fingers dug into your shoulders, digging for purchase as the orgasm tore through her like a wildfire, leaving her shuddering and spent in its wake. For a moment, all she could focus on was the feel of your warm skin against hers, the sound of your labored breathing filling the air around