She didnt even realize he was there. Boe stood and watched her. She was wearing a white summer dress with no shoes on, her long brown hair was in curls from the humidity of the day and hung loosely down her back.
Tracys well endowed chest was pressed hard against the fabric of the small dress and the cut was low enought to show her tattoo of a little green hummingbird on her left breast. As Boe stood watching is beautiful wife he couldnt help but become a little hot.
Her hips were swaying side to side from the movement of doing dishes and a little from the music she had playing in the backround. The thought of Tracys hips moving brought naughty thoughts to Boes head and he felt himself starting to press against his jeans.
He moved in behind Tracy and took her hips with his hands, startled, she turned around to see who was holding her and came face to face with those deep blue eyes that had captivated her for the first time just a short two years ago. Boe smelled of stetson and earth and his muscles were tense from a hard days work. He pulled her in close to him and she could feel the strain in his pants and his already hard cock pressed against her abdomen.
A large bang of thunder brought both back to reality and they went outside to further watch the storm. On the deck over looking the field Tracy and Boe had the best seat in the house to watch the supercelled storms roll over the flat land of Oklahoma. To Tracy storms were a huge turn on, all that power in the air and the smell of rain would seem to take over her body and make her more wet than the rain soaked ground. And of corse Boe never minded at all when a stormed rolled in, he loved to see his sweet wife all primal and uninhibited.
As the lightning streaked across the sky and the thunder shook the ground Tracy turned her back on Boe and sta... Læs hele novellen
