George raised his head, giving Angelina a raised eyebrow.
"Are you complaining about my physique now? I thought this was a romantic seduction," he sniffed, pretending to be hurt.
He couldn't give her a pouty face for long until he broke out into a grin. "Well, now that the kids are at school and Alex isn't around to catch us at the shop..."
George let her get the idea, then continued to what he originally set out to do. He pulled his wife's arse closer, then hooked her legs over his shoulders before burying his face between her thighs.
He loved doing this to her. The way she tasted, the way she smelled - the sounds she made. George ran his tongue between her folds, savouring the tangy flavour of Angelina.