I finally reached the end of a dreadfully long day. The day did not drag because the work was bothersome or because the traffic was thick. The day dragged because of a mid-afternoon phone call I received from my wife.
"I've got something for you when you get home."
My wife's voice had that sultry sound to it when she was up to something interesting. She was breathing a bit heavier than seemed natural, so I asked. "Are you touching yourself right now?"
She laughed a little and answered, "Maybe."
I knew that 'maybe' meant that she was knuckles deep in her pussy and I could tell by her panting that she was only seconds from cumming. "I'll see you when you get home," and she hung up. She didn't even have the decency to stay on the phone so I could listen to her moan. It was likely for the best because I could already feel my dick getting hard and I still had hours to go until I could get home.
I was able to talk myself out of my hard on and finish my work day. However, my commute home was painfully long. My cock poked its way out of the top of my pants and I could feel my pulse through the length of my shaft. I had to get home.
When I finally breached the front door, I was greeted by a long and loving kiss from my wife. Her long and curly hair tossed lightly with every movement of her head. Her long and slender neck tilted slightly signaling for me to kiss my way to her shoulders.
I embraced her for only a second before she reached down and grabbed my hard on through my khakis. I nearly came just from her touch. I twitched to which she smiled. She moved her hand from my dick and took me by the hand. "Come with me." She was assertive as she turned to the stairs.
She walked just in front of me. The incline of the stairs put her ass at my face level and I got to watch her hips sway from behind as she walked seductively up to our room. Once we were in the room, she pulled me away from the door, closed it, and locked it. There was no real reason to do so other than to let me know that there was no way for me to get out of what she had in store.
"Take off your clothes and sit on the bed." She was not asking. She was telling me what she wanted me to do. I complied with her demand. I peeled out of my clothes and was soon naked. She was still wearing her clothes when she walked up to me. She wrapped her hand around my cock and slowly moved her fist up and down the length of my shaft. Pre-cum wet the tip of my hard on. She then moved her thumb across the slick liquid and encircled the head of my cock. I was so sensitive to her touch that I advised I would cum if she continued. That made her smile a little wider. She knew how hot she had made me for so many hours and now she had me at her very whim.