'Oh Elsie, oh my, oh god, yes yes yes!'
'Yes Charles, yes yes yes, oh yes!'
The sound of their naked bodies slamming into each other made him groan in pleasure, gasping her hips with both hands he sped up and felt her tighten around him, pulsating, her hips tilting in his hands.
'Yes like that, like th… oh oh oh, god Charles yes, yes!'
Feeling his release nearing he slowed down, he wanted to explore her arse more, he finally had her bend over and he wanted to enjoy every second of it.
The way his wife was moving around on the table he could tell she was enjoying herself. He came to a still reaching his hand around to her front he found her special spot and circled it, flicking it oh so gently then circling it again. In the midst of her moans and pleads he slapped her bottom.
'Oh Mr Carson!' She cried out his name.
Her cry made him come so hard and she followed him close after, her orgasm vibrating on his hot member. They were both panting hard, trembling with the after glow. He was so hot, sweat dripping from his brow onto her back, weak in the knee. He slid out of her, pulled up his underpants and collapsed in a kitchen chair.
Elsie scooted of the table and sat down too, facing her handsome sweaty husband. Hands at her blouse trying to take if of, struggling in the damp heat, the soft material clinging to her skin.
She puts the soaked blouse over the back of the chair next to her then grabs her skirt of the table to hang it over her blouse. She undid her corset from where Charles had left it, and took the retched thing of. She sat trying to control her breathing.
'Oh my Charles,' She exclaimed, wafting herself with her hands, chest heaving.
He caught her eye and they both grinned, slightly embarrassed looks on their faces.
It was the middle of the day, they were in their kitchen, the front door wide open.
They simply sat there, completely spend and satisfied. The heat was making it hard to move or care.
'We have to, we've got…' But she sighed, looking at husband she couldn't finish her thought, or properly form one for that matter.
Charles thought that maybe for the first time ever both of them felt the exact same way but more importantly he was sure they both knew they did.
An understanding past between them.