I smile as I hear my sexy, fit wife say if we have another round she won’t have the energy to return to the party so, giving her still completely relaxed thighs a firm, full of love and desire pat, I stand and stop the recordings on both phones: “I’ll watch them during the party.” I tease her.

Returning to her side: “Do you need help getting dressed?” I wonder if she’ll be able to walk without her muscles betraying her with a wobbly step as we return to the party.

Hearing my wife makes my heartbeat increase. I take her top and slowly put it on her feeling breasts bouncing in my hands, I take her dress and slowly put it on her caressing and bumping my hands on her quads and outer thighs (hoping to feel them jiggle completely freely and unrestrained).

Once we both are dressed, we go back to the party, I discreetly glance at her sexy legs to see if they remain firm or they wobble after the intense, full of love moment.

As we walk back to the party I feel an impending full, firm tent starting to form with each step my wife takes, I see through the slit of her dress her sexy outer thigh jiggling more than noticeably imagining her other thigh doing the same (as it is covered by the dress). Before we reach the table I, not so discreetly, glance at her exposed calf, only to see her shapely muscular calf wobble wildly and freely like she rarely allows herself to.

As soon as we sit I seek the slit of her dress and, once inside, I give her a pat on the curvature where her quads meet her outer thigh (almost sure she would offer me the most sensual jiggle in the room).