I'm not married but my stories are what I hope my married life might be like; full of love, devotion, imagination and sex.
--Sultry81
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You keep asking if you can watch me during my personal playtime. I've been telling you no for 2-3 years now. You won't give up. You're sure that it happens because I tease you and ask you for a new set of batteries for my little vibrating bullet even though I know where they are. We've never used it during our sexcapades, so if the batteries are dead it must still be getting used somehow but you have no proof. I know it's a fantasy of yours to watch me but I'm fast. I don't need to romance myself. I know how to get off with my fingers or my toy and it's not as drawn out and sexy as you think it is!
We will have been married 6 years next week and I'm going to put on a show for you like none other. You want to watch me masturbate; it's one of your fantasies. What would it be like if you "caught" me during my playtime? That would take your fantasy to another level and your lust would become an avalanche. I have a plan.
This year our anniversary falls on Friday, finally! I called your boss last week and asked him to send you home sometime before lunch this Friday as an anniversary gift from him. We knew him before you started working there. He agrees.
At 1045 Ed walks into my office and says, "Alright David, see you Monday." I look at him a little bit crazy, "What are you talking about?"
"Enjoy your anniversary, you told me a while ago that it was today so I decided to give you the rest of the day off."
"For real, thanks Ed! See you Monday!"
I practically run out of the building and whistle my way through the parking garage to my car. There's no point in calling my wife to let her know, she always takes our anniversary off like it's a national holiday or something. I know she's home.
Sure enough 35 minutes later I'm parking in the garage next to her car. I close the garage and leave everything in the car except my keys and phone. I call her name through the house but get no answer.
"Gina?" Nothing, no answer.
I stride to our room and there she is wearing headphones. She's sprawled out on the bed, reclining in a mound of pillows. Naked and eyes closed with her blue bullet vibrator. I don't know how I didn't bust my nuts in my slacks!
She's not the object of my lust. I don't own her. My wife is the source of my lust. Without her there would be no love in me. Seeing the physical manifestation of my lust presented like a platter before me is almost too much! I get hard so fast it nearly splits my skin!
"David."
She whispered my name. She can't see or hear me. How does she know I'm here?
She moans, "David. That feels so good David! "
Oh shit! She doesn't know I'm here. She's imagining me touching her! Dammit man! That's what I'm talking about! She's sooooooo freaking sexy with a nipple in one hand and that toy teasing the other one.
I can't believe I caught her and she doesn't know I'm here. How much can I see if she never opens her eyes until she comes?
I can't believe I'm doing this! I'm so nervous! He wants to watch my personal playtime like it's something worth watching. Little does he know that most of the time I just put the bullet on my clit and play with the speeds and vibrations until I cum. I've gotten it down to a science. I can make myself cum in less than 2 minutes! It's nothing like what he imagines it is.
I can feel him standing there watching me. He's crazy if he thinks I can't feel his eyes on me after all the time that we've been together. I smile wishing I could see the look on his face but I'm not supposed to know he's there. My nipples aren't really that sensitive so I know playing with them won't get me off but it feels nice to roll and pinch them especially since I know he's watching me and enjoying it!
I turn off the toy and let it drop but fondle one nipple while my other hand travels slowly down my torso to my lower belly. I can't get rid of that pouch of skin and fat but he loves it and that's what he holds at night while he spoons me. That and a breast in the other hand! I love his hands and with him standing there it's like I can feel his fingers dipping into my belly button.
Lightly rubbing my hands down my arms and thighs, I can feel a draft between my thighs. They've dropped open and the gentle breeze created by the ceiling fan is wafting through my moist folds. It's a personal preference to shave all of the hair off down there because when I get wet things start sliding. It's such a naughty feeling!
My fingers inch towards their goal. My clit peeks out but there's not enough stimulation to keep it out just yet. I glide my finger just a bit lower to my pussy and gather up some of the copious honey that's generating there to rub around my clit. I was never into voyeurism but I love feeling his eyes on me! I pick up the toy in my right hand, put it directly on my clit and turn it on to one. It has 7 settings. This starts a nice gentle hum in my body and my nipples stretch out some more.
I wish there was somewhere to sit in front of this bed. My legs aren't going to keep me standing much longer. I can hear her playing with that pussy I love and it's obscene! The sound of her playing in all that wet juice and hearing the low buzz of her toy is like experiencing an erotic symphony. My cock feels like it's going to burst through my clothes and I don't think I have enough skin for this erection that she's causing! I've already unzipped my pants and let them drop to the floor and I have a hand inside of my boxer briefs lightly squeezing my massive erection. It's the largest that I can ever remember being. Having worked its way from down my left leg to well beyond peeking out of the top of my underwear, it definitely has a mind of its own!
