As Bob drove home Vanessa was keenly aware of the 'shit eating' grin that would come and go on Bob's face as they both glanced at each other. Almost like when they were dating and there was this sexual tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife! Something stirred in Vanessa's nether region as they neared their home and as Bob pulled into the driveway Vanessa responded favorably to Bob's sexual innuendo and remarked, "Are you gonna make it worth my while?" with a come on look in her eyes! As they entered the back door Bob was really in The Mood and grabbed his wife with a strong embrace and kissed her deeply as their tongues met and Bob's hands reached down and pulled her close up against him firmly gripping and gently rubbed her beautiful ass cheeks. Vanessa leaned into him feeling his hard member pressing against her crotch and was immediately wet with passion and desire. They both were stripping each other's clothes off as they went down the hall to their room and were both almost naked as they closed the door to enjoy each other. Bob was busy spending a good amount of time sucking on and playing with his wife's ample breasts as she was massaging his cock and balls through his undershorts and as Bob moved down her stomach and to her crotch she was busy with his cock in her hands stroking him. Then she pulled him down and gently moved on top and switching to a 69 position and as Bob gleefully started eating her out she was busy performing oral an him taking as much of his cock in her mouth as she could while she was giddy with delight to the attention being paid the her hot pussy!
Then in the wee hours of the morning when they were both spent Vanessa tried to be sly and asked Bob what he had planned for her that weekend and he simply said, "Make sure you bring plenty of extra clothes." Vanessa found time the next day to do a little research on this Spring Fling and it didn't take her long to see Dunk tank & 'volunteers needed' and she knew what he had planned or at least she was partially right. Vanessa hade never been in a dunk tank and thought to herself "How tough could it be?"
Time for the carnival was almost here and by Friday Bob was teasing her about "her special weekend, or is it Mine!" Truly enjoying his success. As Saturday morning rolled around Vanessa said, she knew Bob had volunteered her for the dunk tank and remarked, "I only need one spare set of clothes today, I think." Bob laughed, "No! you're in the tank from 11am till 1 pm, 3 pm till 5 pm and then again at 7 pm to 9pm Honey!" And that's just Saturday!" Then he added, "And Sunday is something all together different!" As he cackled making Vanessa mad! To which she yelled, "What the Hell?!" That's when Bob dropped the bomb on her about the pie throwing booth!