It was with mixed emotions that I lay there in bed pretending to be asleep when I heard my husband finally ascend the stairs to our bedroom. He slipped into bed quietly beside me, and then only moments later the sound of his gentle snoring told me he was asleep.
I lay for the longest time remembering the vision of him standing there in the laundry room, my black panties wrapped around his hard stiff cock as he stroked it. Eventually spilling his hot sticky spunk, remembering the way it seeped through the material looking so wickedly decadent. I slipped my hand inside the waistband of the frilly red-laced panties I was still wearing. I was wet, very much so, and began fingering myself as I lay there on my side. I came minutes later, soaking the crotch of my panties even more than they already were. The same panties I would be wearing over to Sue's place in the morning.
As we'd already prearranged and discussed, I called Sue first thing, just before she left for work. Curious as to what I was planning to do next, I only hinted at it briefly, not really giving her any details. I still wasn't sure it would have the same impact on Jared that it obviously had on my husband, but I was curious to find out. I knew it would drive Susan nuts all day wondering, but it would also make for an interesting discussion later if everything worked out the way I hoped that it would.
"I need to ask you for two small favors," I had then added. "One, I need to use your washer as I plan on having an accidental spill of coffee on my white skirt," I said hearing a knowing giggle on the other end of the line. "And two...I'll also need to borrow a pair of your panties after that." Once again she giggled, though she tried pressing me for details as to why it was important that I do that. Once again I told her she'd find out, when I called her later provided everything went the way that I hoped it would. Though I also left her with another tease, telling her I had seen Rob masturbating out in our laundry room the night before, and had a question for her regarding that too. Once again she pressed me, even more curious, but I told her she'd have to wait until later on that night for all the details. Frustrated perhaps, she still laughed and told me I could wear any of her panties that I wished to, and that her really sexy lingerie was in her bottom drawer as opposed to her top drawer where she kept all her every day stuff.
Armed with my plan I headed off to their place minutes later.
I was very pleased to see that Jared was up and basically waiting for me when I arrived. He seemed a bit more relaxed and friendly as I came in. Even more importantly, I could smell freshly brewed coffee coming in through the kitchen. I hadn't been sure when I'd actually implement my plans, but I was already aroused just thinking about it, still wearing my twice now cum-filled panties as I headed upstairs to Bill's study.
"Coffee's almost done," Jared told me. "I'll bring us up a cup as soon as it is."
"Us?" I smiled inwardly asking myself. That was a good sign as I thanked him and then headed upstairs. So far so good. Now it was just a matter of arranging things and staging a small little accident that I hoped would put my plans into play.
As I settled into Bills desk, I was pleased to see he did indeed have one of those plastic mats beneath his chair. I wasn't planning on spilling much coffee anyway, just enough to stain my white skirt, though I hoped I would indeed get the small stain out of them after I did. It would be a small price to pay if I pulled this off however, and then finished placing things in such a way that I would be careful so as not to spill coffee on anything except for myself when I did.
It wasn't long after that, that Jared came back upstairs carrying two hot steaming mugs of the fresh smelling brew. It needed to cool down some of course before I actually spilled any, and I needed to drink most of it before I did. But that would also give us a chance to chat about what had happened the day before, or so I hoped. Pleased when Jared was actually the one raising the subject.
I was glad he had taken a seat sitting in front of me, just where I wanted him to be when I had my accident. I could respond in kind far more easily when I did.
"Can I ask you something?" He began, once again appearing a bit nervous, a slight flush already beginning to spread across his face. I knew then it was something of a sexual nature, and I felt a slight flush actually begin in my own face, hoping it was.
"Sure Jared, ask me anything. And don't be shy either. By now...I'd hope you know we're well past the being shy around one another stage, so whatever you want to ask me about, feel free...and don't hold back."
I had again worn another tight fitting top, sans bra, so I knew that my breasts were well molded, nipples already beginning to grow erect which he noticed as he periodically sat there staring at them.
"About yesterday..." he hesitated slightly. I smiled urging him to continue. "Were you serious when you said you've never even seen your husband jerk himself off before?"
This was working out even better than I'd anticipated. I now knew I could incorporate my seemingly own flustered emotions when I spilled the coffee, ensuring that I took another drink as I wanted the cup to be nearly empty when I did.
"No, oddly enough, I haven't. Though I've asked him to do so for me a number of times. He's played with it a little for me of course, but that's about it. Maybe men in general are just too self conscious about doing that in front of someone, which is why I was so pleased...when you did...for me."
It was a joy to see the smile on Jared's face when I said that. I glanced down towards his crotch, purposely...though there was no way of course that I could see him as he sat in front of the desk, though for a moment I did so as though having x-ray vision or something. I smiled as he fidgeted in his seat, as though I actually might have.
"So...was it anything like you hoped it would be when you...ah, when you stood there watching me?" he nervously stated, and immediately adding to that before I could even respond, apologizing in addition to that. "I'm sorry that it ah...well you know, that it sort of ended the way that it did with the carpet thing and all."
I drank the last of the coffee I needed to before sitting my cup down on the corner of Bill's desk. It was now just a matter of time, bidding my time waiting for the perfect moment.
"Don't worry about it," I said actually blushing a little, appearing to be flustered. "Though I have to admit Jared, I found it very, very arousing, watching you. Having never actually watched a man so openly pleasuring himself, and then cumming the way you did, well...it was just pure erotic, and to be honest..."
