My wife Angela and I have been married for some time and, as I explained in the 2 previous episodes, we had hit upon the idea of her role playing her slut alter ego, Jane, to try to spice things up from time to time. Sadly, as with the rest of our lives, the instances of Jane putting in an appearance had dwindled as much as any other form of sex life. I was desperate to try to change things and the recent hot weather gave me a bit of an opportunity. Angela wears jeans or trousers most of the time, but had decided to buy herself a few summer dresses as a result of the few good days of weather. Not only did she look good in them, but they were also a little bit shorter than she might previously have worn - in fact I don't think she particularly realised at the time that they were. She tried one on last week and she looked great, with the hem a few inches above the knee - nothing at all racey, but certainly not the sort of more dowdy dress I feared she might have gone for. As she was about to leave for work I asked her to give me a twirl, which surprisingly she did, and the dress rose sufficiently for me to catch a glimpse of her standard issue white knickers - which gave me an idea. I told her she looked lovely but that I just needed to make one small adjustment. I approached her - she thought for a goodbye kiss - and I then dropped to me knees and before she could stop me, I had reached under her dress and pulled her knickers down. Almost unthinkingly she stepped out of them as I moved her feet and I stood up and said: "that's better", now off you go and have a great day at work, Jane". She looked uncertainly at me, at the knickers in my hand, went to say something, then smiled and gave me a peck on the cheek before heading out of the house. I watched her climb into her car, in a totally unladylike fashion, which resulted in me getting a lovely flash of her hairy fanny - then she was off. I spent the rest of the day wondering what would happen, if anything and to be honest, I expected her to buy replacement knickers in town. She arrived home at her normal time, strolled into the house and promptly tugged the dress off over her head - to reveal nothing underneath at all. She had taken her bra off as well. Without saying a word she launched herself at me, tugged my pants down and immediately took my rapidly hardening cock in her mouth. I managed to squirm myself around as we fell to the floor and I then had my head between her legs, lapping at the juices that were just flooding from her soaking cunt. She was drenched - and pretty soon so was I. She came like a train almost immediately and clamped her legs around my head as she shuddered in the after shock. I struggled for air as she just said: "don't stop", so I continued sucking, slurping and nibbling away at her cunt lips and clit and could tell she was building to another orgasm. She let go of my cock and lowered herself down on to me, then rode me like one of those bucking broncos. I was pretty much surplus to requirements apart from providing the 6" of rock hard cock on which she impaled herself. Her tits were flying everywhere as she rubbed her own clit and rocked backwards and forwards until with a huge roar she collapsed, twitching on top of me, with her juices running everywhere. I rolled her off me, opened her legs and proceeded to just shag her. Nothing subtle, no finesse, just a good hard fuck. It took no time for me to add my juices to hers as I came inside her in seconds, before I rolled off and we lay there trying to catch out breath. Of course I had to find out how the day had gone. Apparently she had decided from the moment I removed her knickers that she was going to enjoy herself and settled pretty much totally into the Jane role - albeit tempered a bit as she was at work. Apparently people commented all day about how good she looked, how she seemed to have a glow about her. Male colleagues flirted with her and she flirted back, although she was careful not to go too far. At one point she nearly reached fever pitch so had to go to the toilets to play with her clit which was on fire. She took her bra off as well to play with her nipples and once she came, she decided not to put it back on again. The thing is, she's a 36 FF, all natural and after a couple of kids, they do sag a bit - so it must have been obvious to everyone that her bra was off - not least as she became more aroused again during the afternoon and apparently her nipples were sticking out like hat pegs - which turned her on even more. The end result of all of this was that she drove home like a mad woman and pounced on me as soon as came through the door. Of course whilst she was telling me this we were both playing with ourselves and pretty soon I was ready for action again. I followed her as she sashayed her way upstairs - with extra wiggles for effect - and we then made slow, passionate, love on top of the bed. The highlight for me was going down on her again, sucking gently on her puffy lips and lapping up our combined juices from earlier. We then got into the spoons position and rocked slowly and gently as I played with her magnificent tits until she came again with a loud moan and quiver. I pulled out and placed my cock in her mouth whereupon she cleaned me and sucked me to another huge cum which she swallowed - apart from a small trickle that made its way down the corner of her mouth and which I licked away for her. In no time we were fast asleep and stayed that way for most of the night, apart from a couple of times when I got us drinks, before we woke in the dawn to start all over again. She went to work as Angela once more, complete with both bra and knickers, but still with a bit of a glow to her. With a bit of luck either Jane will come out to play again before too long, or she might not actually be needed.