It has been over two weeks since Linda and I shared our intimate moment. We stay in touch regularly through a discreet messaging app, and we both agree we would like to relive that experience. Unfortunately, circumstances haven't allowed us the opportunity. Our meetings have been limited to occasional run-ins when Linda visits my wife. While unintentional, this break has given us the mental space to reflect and process what happened.
My recent act of infidelity has unexpectedly revitalized the connection between my wife and me. While she remains unaware of my transgression, it seems that my heightened sexual desire has sparked a renewed flame between us. These past weeks, our intimate life has surpassed the frequency and quality we have experienced in years. It is as if this incident has breathed new life into our relationship.
During our Saturday morning coffee, my wife casually mentioned that Linda would come over this afternoon to pick her up for hot yoga. Despite having seen Linda at our house a few times since our initial encounter, her presence still made me feel uneasy around my wife. Linda arrived, ringing the doorbell before walking straight in.
I greeted her at the door, and she warmly hugged me and kissed my cheek. The girls were running late and hastily left the house. I caught a glimpse of Linda and couldn't help but feel a longing for her, but fortunately, I had to drop off my kids at their friends' houses for a sleepover and run some errands, which helped distract me from inappropriate thoughts.
After dropping off our kids at their friend's house, I spend the afternoon running errands. When I return home, I coincidentally find the girls coming back as well, still wearing their workout clothes due to ongoing renovations at the studio showers. Standing in our driveway, the women looked flushed and sweaty, and it was getting worse in the hot sun and humid air.
I can't help noticing Linda's curvy figure. Her yoga pants hugged her voluptuous body tightly, seeing that they had ridden up, showing the outline of her vagina. Anna was also in a sports bra and light-coloured yoga pants, revealing her firm, tight body, with the sweat making her clothes almost see-through. Linda had an appointment and hurriedly bid us farewell. I feel a surge of arousal as I look at the two women I am bedding standing there, practically naked and soaked in sweat.
Anna and I walk towards our house; my mind becomes consumed with conflicting thoughts about Linda and Anna. The overwhelming pull of desire towards these two women weighs heavily on my conscience. Anna remains unaware of the tangled web of lust and deception she is unwittingly a part of.
As we walk together into the kitchen, my thoughts quickly shift to arousal, captivated by Anna's exquisite physique. Her graceful neck, beautiful blonde hair, and glistening sweat accentuate her perfect figure. The sight of her in her tight outfit reveals her shapely buttocks, flat tummy, and well-proportioned breasts subtly visible through her damp sports bra, all enhancing her petite 5'5" frame. The allure of a woman's sweat has always stirred deep arousal within me. Overwhelmed by my desires, I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her closer.
With our kids away, I suggest to Anna that we make the most of this opportunity for some fun. She agrees but wants to freshen up with a shower. Knowing about her recent increased sex drive, I decided to spice things up and explore her enjoyment of being dominant in the bedroom. We've experimented with role-playing, and she's always enjoyed it immensely. Instead of showering, I suggest worshiping her sweaty body.
Unexpectedly, Anna's demeanour changes abruptly as she forcefully grabs my head and kisses me, asking if I'm serious about pleasuring her. Her intense gaze and provocative words instantly arouse me, and I obediently express my readiness to fulfill her desires. Taking my hand, she leads me upstairs.
Our sex life had become routine lately, but there was a time when my wife was daring and filled with kinky thoughts. Now, it appears that those desires have resurfaced. Anna embraced her dominant side with enthusiasm, recalling the immense pleasure from past experiences we had. She led me towards the bed, instructing me to undress completely, and I complied eagerly. Lying naked on my back, with my throbbing cock exposed, Anna removed her sports bra while leaving on her yoga pants and straddled my chest. Looking down at me, she inquired if I was ready to explore new boundaries and fulfill her cravings. Mesmerized by her confidence and her rock-hard nipples, all I could muster was nodding in agreement.
I desired to bring pleasure to my wife and satisfy her every need. I eagerly awaited the chance to explore her desires and push the boundaries she longed to explore. As she leaned back against me, her body brushing against my erection, she positioned her feet near my face. The taste of her salty sweat enticed me. Every lick and suck I gave was a moment of pure bliss as I savoured the sensation of her perfectly manicured feet against my face and in my mouth. With her foot in my hand, I relished every second as I licked from heel to toe, gently sucking each toe and exploring the spaces in between. In my longing for release, I pressed my pelvis against her, seeking friction.
Anna, sensing my intentions, rolled off me and got up, standing by the side of the bed, and confidently grasped my cock, her touch both firm and rough. She skillfully alternates between quick strokes and sudden pauses, teasing me and preventing release. This pattern continues repeatedly as Anna expertly brings me to the edge of orgasm without allowing me to cross over. The sensation is overwhelming and highly arousing, with Anna's intimate knowledge of my body evident in her precise timing.
Abruptly, Anna releases her grip and heads towards the closet, returning with an assortment of items. She proceeds to secure each of my limbs to the bedposts using neckties, and finally, she covers my eyes with a scarf, plunging me into darkness.
As Anna walked away, her footsteps reverberated in the room, and they echoed in my ears. Unable to see, heightened my other senses allowed me to listen to even the faintest sounds. The silence shattered, disrupted by the rush of her urine hitting the toilet water like a cascading waterfall.
My anticipation grew stronger as I felt Anna's presence drawing near, knowing that I was entirely under the control of my commanding wife.
The sound of a drawer sliding open confirmed Anna was preparing to use something from our collection of sex toys on me. With a firm and unyielding grip, she ruthlessly squeezed my nipples and firmly fastened the nipple clamps to one and then the other. A burst of pain shot through my body, which turned into a wave of erotic pleasure and excitement. My lust for Anna surged through my body. She paused, her voice dripping with a potent mixture of carnal desire and dominance, as she proclaimed, "Now, you are fully prepared to please me.”