It had been a long time since we had a night for ourselves. The kids are now both in school and the reservations were made. Tonight was our night.
Shelly was just getting into the shower when I got home from work, the aggravation of the week still on my shoulders as I walked in the door of the bedroom and began to undress. The staccato of the shower bringing a vision of my wife naked and wet to my mind as I sat on the bed to remove my shoes.
"It’s me babe", I yell so as not to startle her.
I rub my neck and try to ease the knot out of it as I remove my shoes and take a pull of the beer that I grabbed on the way into the house. I flop back on the bed and rub my temple as I try to erase the worries of the week away from my mind.
As my eyes ponder the ceiling and the movement of the fan, I hear her call out, “Have you made the reservations?”
I cringe a bit at the question as I curse silently to myself. Why must she always ask if I’ve taken care of things? I run a department with a million dollar a week budget and she still questions my ability to make a simple dinner reservation. “Jeez
!” I mutter under my breath as I strip off my clothes and put on my “nice” face as I enter the bathroom.
“It’s all handled babe, you just get ready,” I say as I feel my frustration taint my next response with a bit of bite.
“It’s just us tonight babe and it’s been awhile,” I say as my eyes fall over her silhouette against the dark tile.
I take in her full breasts and large dark areolas as she rinses her hair under the spray, her arms over her head pulling her mature breasts up to where they were in her younger days. With a devilish smile playing across my lips, I lay the bait.
“You probably already have, but just in case, be sure to shave that pussy nice and tight for later”, I say as I pull out my 7 inch cock and pull on it gently as I take in the cloudy vision of her behind the fogged glass.
I almost laugh aloud, but hold it in, as I see her grab for the razor. Even though I can’t really see her face, I feel the blush that is surely blooming on her face as she quickly places the razor on her pubic area and starts to sculpt the thin “landing strip” that she knows drives me crazy.
I walk out of the bathroom satisfied that she is preparing her pussy for me with a bit of excitement now as I’ve voiced my intent for tonight. Knowing I’ve planted the seed, I walk over to her closet and picked out her clothes for tonight. And tonight will be special, I think as I pick out her wardrobe.
The black dress with spaghetti straps falls on her body to just above the knees, but the slit on the left side hits her at the upper thigh. Though she are usually self-conscious about your large breasts, this dress I picked out for you tonight plunges deeply and accentuates your cleavage like no other in your closet. The back plunges to about an inch above your rear cleft making sure that you cannot wear a bra and have to wear the smallest of panties if any at all. My mind lingers on what has become of her wardrobe in 25 years of marriage. The sexy lingerie that she wore before the children slowly disappeared as her panties became larger and more “functional” as her body ripened and matured. Well, tonight will definitely change that I think as I feel a drop of pre-cum moisten the tip of my hardened cock.
I returned to the closet and brought out the new box I brought home last week without her knowledge. Opening the box and discarding the tissue paper, I brought out the 4 inch stilettos made of black suede with a small silver buckle on the side. My fingers lightly traced the arch as I placed them beside the bed by the dress. My mind envisioning her still sexy legs and calves as they would be when she stood for the first time in these shoes.
Sitting naked as I place the shoes by her dress, I see her exit the shower with a towel around her hair. My eyes take in her full 36C breasts with the 3 inch areolas that still show a hint of the pink of youth as she plugs in the hair dryer. She shakes out her hair as she bends over and start to dry it. As she bends over, her full hips and ass frame her thick pussy lips as they bloom out from between her thighs. As I watch her bend further, her lips part slightly to reveal her moistness. My cock begins to drip more as my mind recalls the many times I’ve placed my cock against those same wet lips and plowed firmly into her still tight sex.
With my fullness leading me towards her, I wrap my arms around her silky waist and hug her close to me. My cock nestles between her thighs as surely as a baby to a breast as I pull her close. The moistness of my pre-cum helps my cock to glide to her entrance.
“Keep that thought for later Kyle”, she says as she turns her head to kiss me gently.
“Now get a shower and let’s get ready”, she says as she reaches and grabs my hard cock and gives it a prolonged squeeze.
I give her ass a light swat as I turn to the shower and say, “I’ve laid out your clothes for tonight. It’s a little something I picked out just for tonight”
I smile as I picture her reaction to the sexy outfit I’ve laid out.
As I’m drying after the shower, I see that she has on the dress and heels as she sits at her make-up table and begin to put on the final touches. I smile as she reaches for the crimson red lipstick and smooths it over her sexy lips.
“You know how much that lipstick turns me on,” I say as she smiles into the mirror at me, her dark red lips accentuating her white teeth.
“Yes I do! And I also can’t help but notice that you want everyone else to be turned on as well. You know I don’t feel comfortable showing myself in public.” she says as she returns to apply her eye shadow.
“Nonsense. Any man would love to get you naked and fuck that tight pussy of yours. I like it when they look at you and are envious of me as you walk into a restaurant. Why can’t you see that you are still as sexy and desirable as ever?” I say.
I notice that she blushes a bit, but remains stoic.
“Hell, I’ve even seen some women look at your big tits with envy sweetie.” I tell her as the blush on her face spreads to your chest.
I’ve always fantasized about watching another woman seduce her, but she knows that that is only a pipedream. But, her blush and lack of comment make me wonder if, given the right circumstances, that might one day become a reality.
I am just tying my shoes on as I see her finish up. Her eyes are framed in a sparkly green shadow with dark mascara. The effect is almost catlike and sexy as hell…..I love it.
“How about going downstairs and mixing us a drink while I finish up,” I tell her as I have one last surprise planned.
She agrees and I watch her tight ass roll up and down as she walks out the door. My mind races as I cannot tell if she has on a thong or has decided to go completely without tonight. As soon as I hear her heels hit the hardwood floor downstairs, I walk over to the closet. I reach for the old suitcase we keep in the corner under some sweaters and pull it out. Inside are our toys. I get out the bottle of strawberry flavored lube and the medium vibrator for starters. I also grab the medium butt plug, the large black dildo, my cock ring, my penis pump, and another surprise for tonight. Though your large black dildo is 9 inches long and 2 inches wide, I know that you have begun to get bored with it. My hands rush to unwrap the package I picked up at the adult store last weekend and hid with the rest of our toys.
I pull it out and feel its weight.
“Damn it’s heavy,” I whisper as I hold it up.
Black and 11 inches long, this monster of a dildo is three inches in diameter at its large bulbous head. The shaft is curved slightly upward and is 2.5 inches thick and ends with a slightly flared base looking like half a set of balls. I can almost see this giant now as it parts her full labia and stretches them tight as I work it into her cunt. My senses return and I quickly gather the toys and put them on the nightstand and place a towel over them for our return. Time to go and get the evening started, I think and leave to join her downstairs.
We go into town and pull into “The Palette”, a popular new restaurant she mentioned several months ago. The bar is nicely stocked and the meal is good as we begin to laugh and unwind. We order another drink and she sits back and leans into me in the booth as I feel her hand begin to run up my thigh toward my quickly rising cock.
“MMMMM…And what is this lover?” she whispers into my ear as she grabs my cock through my slacks.
I let my cock throb in her hand strongly as I lean into her ear and give it a lick before saying, “That’s for dessert”.
She gives it one more squeeze as she leans in again and says, “That’ll fill me up. But I also have a special dessert for you”.
She grabs my handa and places it on her knee, she then guides it up….and up…. and up until I can feel that she has nothing on under the sexy dress. My eyes open wide as her hand continues to guide mine still further, the hem of her dress pulling up around my wrist. Finally, she releases my hand as it is placed over her slick sex, hot and damp.
I give Shelly’s neck a slow kiss as I begin to remove my hand so that her dress can be pulled back down. Surprising me, she grabbed my hand again and placed it back to her hot pussy. The wetness flows around my fingers as I rub her clit and insert a finger in her. My cock jumps as I feel the coolness on the back of my hand and realize that her dress is bunched up above her cunt and can probably be seen if the tables across from us look our way.
I begin to run my finger in and out of her as I lean in and whisper, “I bet the people at those tables can see your pussy”.
As I say it I thumb her clit and shove my finger into her as far as possible.
I was stunned by her reply as she clamped her pussy on my finger and said, “I don’t think they ordered this dessert”.
Shelly gives a soft giggle as I feel her pussy tighten and release around my finger, milking it like she does my cock after I’ve blown a load into her. She tilts her head back and sighs as her hand releases my cock and moves up to her breast. Her hand cups and lifts her breasts slightly for a moment as I see her eyes dart to mine teasingly.
“Should I continue here or shall we go home?” she says with a wicked smile.
My mouth drops open as I watch my normally reserved wife spread her legs and rub her lift her breasts in the restaurant. Her pussy continues to pulse around my finger as my mind attempts to process the situation. As much as I would love to see how far she would go with this in public, my cock is about to burst.
“Let me get the check,” I almost shout as Shelly gives a small giggle and releases her breasts.
“Good boy!”, she says as I motion the waiter over for the cheque.
As we exit the restaurant, I watch her full hips sway ahead of me as we walk to the car. Without another word, I come beside her and wrap my arm around her waist and let my hand fall to her full ass. She normally would pull it away, but tonight she lowers her hand and places it over mine with a firm squeeze.
“Are you ready for some fun?”, she teasingly says aloud.
I cannot help but notice that an older couple passing us on has also heard this. The older woman gives Shelly an indignant look as she hears this. Shelly laughs and winks at her husband as we pass. I watch the older gentleman nearly trip over his feet as he sees this.
“Damn babe, what has gotten into you tonight?”, I ask as I see her evil smile.
“You picked out the dress, hon. Don’t blame me if I act the role. Isn’t this what you wanted?”, she says with an innocent smile on her lips.
Her hand moves mine even further down and into the crack of her ass.
“Oh, I’m not blaming. I know you're sexy and I love this behavior. I just did not know where it came from all of a sudden.” I tell her as I pull her even closer feeling the side of her full breast against my chest.
“Well, if you want to see some even sexier behavior, get us to the house. I’m horny and ready!”, she says louder than necessary.
I open the door for her and smile to the people coming and going in the parking lot. Everyone is looking at me as they have not failed to hear my wife and her comments. One younger guy leaving the restaurant with his two friends even gives me a “thumbs up” sign and a big grin as I slide into my seat. Cranking the car, I have to concentrate on my driving so I don’t hit another car as I race out of the lot and aim the car for home. My cock throbbing in my pants as Shelly sits quietly on her side as if nothing at all has happened.
Once home, I escort Shelly quickly from the car to the front door. While I fumble with the key, Shelley rubs her hand over the front of my pants rubbing my almost painfully hard cock. This does nothing to help with getting the key in the keyhole, but I soon accomplish the task and open the door for her.
“How about opening a bottle of wine and bring it up to the bedroom for later,” she says as she starts up the stairs.
“And do hurry, I don’t want to be kept waiting,” she says in a mock stern voice that sends an excited pulse through me.
I grab a bottle out of the refrigerator and pull two glasses from the shelf. Taking the stairs two at a time, I enter the bedroom to find it empty. A light form the bathroom tells me where she is as I place the glasses and bottle on the night stand. The towel still covering the toys I plan to use later.
“Go ahead and get comfortable love. And light some candles while I get ready,” she shouts from the bathroom.
I eagerly grab the lighter from the drawer and start to light the candles we have placed all over the bedroom. The soft, sexy scent of lavender starts to permeate the room as they are lit and I turn off the remaining lights.
With that accomplished, I quickly get naked and pull the sheets down on the bed. Placing all but one of the pillows on the floor, I lay back on the bed, my dripping cock so hard it’s pointing straight up and throbbing. My mind races with thoughts of how and how often I am going to make her come tonight.
I hear the bathroom door squeak quietly and look to see her silhouette as she stands in the doorway. The full curves of her hips broken only by the lace of the black and red garter she has donned. My eyes follow the garter’s brace down to see that she has on the black fishnet stocking with the four inches of lace at the top. The nylon shines against the backlighting all the way down to the stilettos that she wore tonight. The soft curves of her calves stand out as the heels bring out the lovely shape of them.
Straining my head up I see that she has also worn the black lace shelf bra that I bought her several months ago. She has never worn it before as she said only whores wore things like that, but tonight, she wears it proudly. Her thick nipples point toward me as she douses the light and slowly walk toward me, a feline form stalking her helpless prey.
I start to rise only to hear her tell me, “Down!” in a louder than normal voice.
Instinctively, I lay back as I feel the bed shift with her weight. Normally, I’m the aggressor, but it seems tonight, I am assuming a new role…..as it is evident, she is as well.
The bed rolls slightly under me as I feel the nylon brush against my thighs then beside my chest. With assuredness, she climbs up my prone body and I feels your hands grasp my wrists, pulling them over my head.
“Now, be a good boy and lay still,” she says as she places a knee on either side of my head.
The muskiness of her almost bare pussy fills my senses as I look up from my helpless position to gaze upon her womanhood. The full labia are dark with excitement and gape open a bit with her knees spread on either side of me. The candle light reflected on the wetness of her sex causes my cock to throb as my senses are overwhelmed.
Holding my hands over my head, she smiles wickedly and says, “Now be a good boy and give me a good licking. After all, you got me so wet in the restaurant I need some release NOW!’
She emphasizes the last word so that it is a command and not a request. I start to voice a reply, but cannot as she quickly smothers my mouth with her wet sex. My wrists feel the pressure of her weight as she uses them to brace herself as she thrusts her hips back and forth over my face, fucking her pussy hard against me with an urgency I have never seen.
My face is soon dripping with her wetness as I lick and tongue her pussy as if starving. Her sudden aggressiveness has my cock about to explode, but my only thoughts are to serve her….to make her come. I feel my lips begin to swell as she fucks my face harshly. I feel more than hear her moans as her thighs squeeze in on my head, blocking out everything but her wet pussy. I struggle to gain a breath as best as I can between her thrusts. I look up and see her eyes squeezed tight in concentration, oblivious to me other than a means to an orgasm. I concentrate all my efforts on her and her sex.
Suddenly, I feel her hips stop and her hands release my wrists. I await the tremble of her thighs and the flood of wetness that signal her orgasm. But, they do not come.
I open my eyes and look up to see she has covered her breasts with her hands and her face has a look of fear. My mind cannot grasp the shift between the sexual aggression from mere moments ago to the sheer fear her face now shows. I suddenly begin to wonder what it is that I’ve done when I hear a voice.
“Don’t stop on our account lady. Make that bastard lick your cunt,” they say as I feel Shelly start to tremble.
(To be continued)
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