Here is a quick story based on true events (of course with some embellishments). I am always trying to improve so feedback and votes are appreciated. I walked into the house and heard my wife on the phone. She was profusely thanking someone and sounded downright giddy. As she hung up, she had the biggest smile on her face as she came over to give me a peck on the cheek.
"You'll never guess what? I talked my sister into coming over to baby sit a week from Saturday. In 10 days, you have a date, mister. An adult dinner date, no cutting anyone's food, no meals with toys, no menus you color on. Just you and me, dressed to the nines." She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big hug. She nuzzled her head into my neck and I could feel her breasts pressing into my chest as I was sure she could feel my developing hard-on press into her abdomen.
"I thought we were cutting back, skimping on non essentials?" I asked her while not letting her go. Times were tough with the economy but we had to cut back on what she called the "non essentials". Cable, movies, internet, dinners out.
She pulled her head back and looked me deep into my eyes. "I know you have been busting your ass at work. I have been scrimping and saving for several months, collecting change, recycling, whatever I can to save enough for dinner. I have the restaurant picked out. It's that great steak place you always talk about. I have a dress, you need to wear a suit. No kids, no work, nothing but us."
I could feel her nipples start to press into my chest as she moved one hand to cup my ass and her mouth to kiss me. Our lips touched and my excitement grew. I was sure she could feel it as she moaned softly as her lips opened and our tongues mingled. I grabbed one of her ass cheeks and slid my hand down her thigh. I started to raise her leg when...
"Mom, mom!" interrupted our kiss. She mouthed later to me as we separated and one of our children took her attention. I think my wife is pretty amazing but she takes the girl next door look to extremes when she is dealing with our kids. Her beauty seems to shine brighter during those tender times.
Later came and we were both exhausted. It was late and we knew we would have to be up early the next day. As often happens when she is in the mood but has not a lot of energy, she was laying in bed with her back to me as I crawled in. I've always been a naked sleeper and converted her not too long ago. The sight of her bare breasts and naked ass inviting me to spoon had me hard once again. I moved up right behind her and started to kiss her shoulder and neck. My hand massaged her should where I was kissing her, down her arm and found its way to her naked breast. Smooth and full, I could feel her nipple becoming excited as I stroked her. My cock was nestled in between her ass cheeks and she ground her ass into me. Not big on anal play, she lifted her leg and reached between them and grabbed my shaft. She stroked my cock between her pussy lips, I could feel her juices coat me as she swayed her pelvis forwards and back. Her lips massaging my shaft and her mouth gasped when my head stroked her clit. After a few strokes, her fingers held my head against her clit and wiggled it side to side. She moaned and gasped and I could feel her twitching slightly at the mini orgasm she gave herself.
Nice and wet, she took my tool and impaled her pussy into her deepest folds. She was so slick I slid all 7 and ½ inches of my shaft balls deep into her. Whether it was aftershocks from her previous climax or a new one, her folds pressed and massaged and spasmed around my cock. She was so tight I knew I wouldn't last long. I tried to slowly thrust into her but she was increasing her thrusts. I heard a familiar hum and knew she had her vibrator on high. I grabbed her hip and started to piston in and out of her. My hand moved from her breast to her clit as did her vibrator. She started moaning and then she came and came hard. She squirted as she came, her legs flexed, her pussy thrust one final hard thrust into me. Her free hand was clenching the bed sheets and she was panting. Her pussy was clenching my cock and she moved the vibrator to the base of my shaft. I could not contain myself and released my spunk. Jet after jet sprayed into her vault and soon began to leak out of her along with her own fluids.
Both panting and out of breath, I held her until I fell asleep. I know I had softened some after I climaxed but she was so tight and so sensual, I was still inside her when the alarm went off the next morning. Morning wood allowed me to start up where I had left off the previous night. Gently swirling her clit in my fingers, she orgasmed once again but then her alarm went off and she realized she was running late. "Thanks for last night and this morning but I'm running late," she purred at me. "You can join me in the shower," she whispered as she grabbed my shaft and led me into the bathroom. Since she was in a hurry, she soaped herself up while I did the same. After I was cleaned, she bent over and started to suck and kiss my purple head while stroking it with her hand. She pulled her head back and got into a great rhythm with her hands. When I told her I was close, she squatted in front of me. I closed my eyes and I squirted my load onto her breasts. My legs felt weak and I barely notice her get out of the shower. She was already half dry when her voice snapped me out of my euphoria. "Hey, don't be long. You have to get to work soon."
By the time I cleaned myself and got out, she was almost ready. A quick peck on the cheek and she was off to get the kids up and ready for school. I stood there and watched her walk away, her ass swaying just perfectly. I was a lucky man to have married her. She stood about 5'5" and was about 120 pounds. I loved her breasts but she thought having kids stretched them too much. They were a perfect 36 B with nipples as thick as thimbles. When she was at the height of passion, her breasts swelled and firmed up and her nipples throbbed. Depending on her mood, I could bring her to climax just by sucking on her tits. Her waist was completely sensual, small enough for me to wrap both my arms around her waist when I hugged her. I loved her ass but she did not so like it as much as I did. She had wide hips but her ass was perfectly rounded. She could fill a pair a jeans and when she bent over, I always had the naughtiest daydreams. I loved it when she walked or when I grabbed it as I thrust into her. She had a short torso which meant most of her height was her legs, shapely from her history of high school sports and more recently a jazz dance class she attended. They looked fantastic but when she wore heels, they were the envy of any lady in the room and the root of naughty thoughts from the men. She was a mother but she was sexy as hell and I loved going out with her and seeing the other guys checking her out. They would never get the chance to kiss her soft lips or gaze into her green eyes. I realized I was stroking myself just thinking about her but I had to get moving to help get the kids off to school and myself to work. Getting dressed quickly, I was relieved that my hard on had subsided enough to put on my slacks without much discomfort. Everybody got to where they needed to go that day but my focus was still on that morning's shower.
The next Saturday could not come fast enough but finally it arrived. My wife had a gold metallic goddess dress with a fairly low open back. I had bought it for her for her last birthday and it is was as much a gift for me as it was for her. Not to be crude thinking about my wife, but she looked banging hot in that dress. I was wearing a suit waiting for her to finish getting ready. ESPN always helps calm my nerves before a big date. The kids were downstairs playing as we had already said good night to them when her sister arrived. I let her in and she went upstairs to help my wife finish getting ready after I thanked her profusely. I could hear them laughing and talking and knew it could take a while so I went back to the sports highlights. Sports Center for me is relaxing and helped me stay calm as I waited patiently.
I had bought her a garter belt for her nylons. I had told her earlier in the week that I had always fantasized about taking her out with no panties or thong on and hoped she would comply with my wish. She had a beautiful pussy which she shaved completely. This was a daily source of my fantasies about her. No one would expect her to shave, it just seemed out of character for her, a little naughty. But she did and told me she did it initially just to see my reaction. I licked and sucked her to orgasm so many times that night that she continued to shave as a secret tease to me.
My sister-in-law came down the stairs and said my wife would be right down. A few last minute instructions to her and she went downstairs to the kids. Checking out the box scores I heard my wife coming down the stairs. Wow was the only word I could muster but it came out more like a grunt. She looked amazing. The dress clung to her breasts and highlighted her curves in all the right ways. She had black nylons that outlined her legs. Depending on how she stepped, the tops of the nylons were sometimes just visible from under her dress. Her legs looked like dynamite in her 3 inch heels. I was instantly aroused and sported a tent which did not go unnoticed by her.
"You look so sexy," I said to her as I stepped over to her and offered her my hand to help her down the last couple of steps.
"You clean up pretty well yourself," she softly replied. Her perfume sensually arousing me even more. She rubbed her hand across my stiffening member. "We'll take care of this later. Let's go, I'm starving."
We headed out to the restaurant. It was a bit of a drive but we were happy to be able to talk without interruption. I could not help but notice how high the bottom of her dress rode up her leg, I could clearly see the top of her nylons and some of her bare flesh above. She caught me peeking.
"Do you like what you see?" I nodded like a little school boy given some candy. "Here, see if you like this." As she spoke, she raised her right leg onto the dash board and turned her hips slightly towards me. Using both hands, she began to caress her thighs moving higher and higher revealing her creamy flesh above her stockings. And then I saw the mother lode, her clean shaven pussy with a glint of moisture between her lips. She wasn't wearing any panties. Oh god did I get harder than I was.
"Where is my wife and what have you done with her?" I playfully asked knowing it was completely against her nature to go without any undergarments.
"Well, I don't have to show you anything and we could go home if it is too much for you to handle." She took her leg off the dash and readjusted her dress. The tone in her voice was mostly playful but also a little serious, like she might have crossed the line, might have shocked me too much.
"No, no! Don't stop on my account. It has always been a fantasy of mine to take you out some place fancy but with you not having any panties on at all. Makes me incredibly hard and horny."
"A fantasy, huh? So tell me what you want to see in this fantasy," she whispered as she put her leg back on the dash and flashed her pussy at me.
My mind was exploding. If I pushed too much, pushed her past her comfort zone too much, she may pull back and all would be lost. If I played this just right, the night would be mine, an event to savor forever.
"Well, first, the night starts with you looking incredible, like you do now. No panties or thong, just thigh high stockings, held up with a garter. You show me that you are already getting excited by the moisture forming at your slit." She scooted her ass forward a bit to give me a better glimpse. "Then you take one finger and slowly slide it up and down one of labia and then switch it to the other. Your eyes close and you start using two fingers, one on each side. After several strokes, you circle your clit for a few seconds and then go back to massaging your lips." As I spoke, she followed exactly what I said as if she were following instructions or hypnotized. Her slit widened as she became more stimulated and as we passed under the street lights, her pussy glistened. "Using your index and ring finger, you massage your lips some more and then plunge your middle finger deep into your folds. You stroke your finger in and out a few times, becoming more wet. You now insert all three fingers into your sopping vault. As you stroke yourself in and out, the squelch of your juices makes me harder. I can feel a damp spot in my boxer briefs from the precum that is forming."
She continued to follow my voice, stroking herself and starting to pick up the tempo a little. She is moaning and breathing faster. Her face looks flushed a little. Her fingers working her folds into a frenzy. I decide to push her to do something that she has never done. "Slowly, you take your fingers out of your pussy and bring them to your mouth. You start to suck and lick them. Your hips are writhing in excitement as you taste yourself for the first time, as you finally savor the sensation I have when I eat you out." She looked at me with her eyebrows raised as if to ask "Seriously?" She looked to my crotch and noticed the huge bulge. She closed her eyes and continued to stroke herself, writhing and moaning even more. I tried to quickly think how to regroup the fantasy as I see she has come out of her trance. She just sat for second, hesitating, not sure what to do.
And then, it happened. Tentatively, slowly, she removes her fingers from her folds and moves them closer to her mouth. Her tongue darts out to take the first taste and all time is frozen. She hesitates just another second and then licks her fingers more. Finally, she is sucking them all into her mouth and her hips are gyrating even more. Without instruction, she dips her fingers back into her honey pot, strokes herself several times and then sucks them off. I nearly come just from watching her. She thrust her fingers in one last time and uses her thumb to rub her clit and she comes and comes hard. Her hips are lifting off the seat thrusting into her fingers as her fingers delve deep into her folds. As she comes down, she realizes she came when we were at a stoplight. As she opened her eyes and looked out the window, a middle aged man in a minivan is intently looking at her, obviously excited. A little embarrassed, but feeling horny, she takes her fingers and draws a heart on the window with her juices and then sucks them clean. He shuddered and his eyes closed and I think he came just by watching her. I know I nearly did.
I handed her some tissue to clean her herself. As she wiped her juices from her tingling pussy, she looked at me with a naughty grin. "Why didn't you tell me we had an audience?" I just shrugged. "I've never done anything like that before. I came pretty hard. Your words had me hanging for what I should do next. I was getting wetter just anticipating the next part. You had me in some erotic zone and then I just lost myself." She shook her head a little and took a deep breathe.
"Did it turn you on more when you found out you had a fan?"
"A little, I guess. I just tried to shock him at the end. I think he squirted himself. I don't think having him watch me turned me on but I feel sexier knowing what I did to him."
"That was quite a performance. I nearly came myself."
She smiled a very naughty smile. "I was going to help you out with that but here we are." Timing was everything and we just pulled up to the restaurant. I pulled up to the valet station and they opened her door and helped her out of the van. As I walked around to her side, the valet had his hand on the small of her back and she was giggling. I looked at him warily but he spoke up right away, "You have a very lovely date tonight sir, she just seemed a little unsteady on her heels. Didn't want her to fall back. You folks have a lovely dinner." As he spoke I took her arm and we began to walk into the restaurant.
Our table was not quite ready yet so I told her to go to the bar and I needed to use the restroom. My erection had subsided mostly but I had some readjustments to perform. As I entered the bar area and began searching for my wife. She was surrounded by a half dozen men, all clambering for her attention. As I approached, she was glowing. "Sorry fellas, here's my husband," she announced as she handed me a rum and coke and picked up a glass of wine. "Thanks for the drinks."
"Come on, the hostess said our table was ready," I said as we walked away from her new fan club. I started to get a little jealous so I asked her, "What was that all about?"
"Well, I went to the bar like you said and I sat down. Then those guys sort of swarmed me and one offered to buy me a drink so I asked for a glass of wine. Another said he felt left out and wanted to buy the next round. I knew you wouldn't be long so I got a drink for you, too." She talked as if it was normal to have 6 guys swarm her and she had a certain innocence in her voice that led me to believe she thought their intentions were pure. I helped her with her chair and she continued, "Anyway, I figured free drinks would save us on the bill."
"Um... honey, if I hadn't come along, those guys would have tried to get you drunk and take advantage of you."
"Really?" she sounded surprised. "Do you think they thought I was sexy? Were they really trying to seduce me?" She asked in such a manner that I did not know if she was serious or just kidding but when I saw her glance at the bar area and then smile, I knew she was playing them and now trying to play me.
"Yeah. You look sexy as hell tonight." As I spoke, I couldn't help but notice quite a few men in the restaurant were looking at her.
Our waiter appeared and began to tell of the specials. He payed just enough attention to her to make her feel special but not too much to irritate me. Usually I am not the jealous type but she looked so amazing that it was hard not to a little protective. Dinner was fabulous. Her steak was cooked perfectly and the shrimp and steak combo meal I ordered was delicious. While we were enjoying the meal and each others company, she would grab my hand and dip it under her skirt and into her wet slit. Then she would lick her juices off my finger or offer it to me. I was hard throughout the meal especially as she would reach down and stroke my shaft through my slacks. The conversation started about kids and work and such but moved onto better thoughts. We talked about how sexy she looked, how much we needed to regain our couplehood back from the reality of kids and work. She said it bugged her a little that that my smile had lost some its sparkle unless we were both naked and the kids were in bed. I conveyed that I miss the way she used to touch me. We both agreed that we needed more time together, no matter how tired we were.
As we finished dinner, the manager came by and asked how things were. I stood and whispered to him that the food was impeccable but that my wife and I needed to finish a conversation that might get a little heated. I quickly explained that I did not want to ruin the ambience of the dining room nor did I want to drive during the conversation. He nodded his and said we could use his office.
