~INTRO~
It was my wife's turn to put our daughter to bed. Usually it was an exhausting affair that would end up sending her to bed as well. But tonight was a bit different. We had some good sleep the night before and my wife was incredibly affectionate when I got home. Coming up behind me sitting at the table and wrapping arms around me. Playfully kissing my face and then my neck a little. Things were going good.
Being married with kids changes your sex life. Period. If you aren't exhausted chances are your partner is etc etc. My wife and I are in our mid thirties and have been together for almost 10 years. When sex happens, it was then, and still is, amazing. My wife is a beautiful petite, yet curvy hipped, girl next door type. And her "mom bod" honestly only has made her more attractive.
~GRAND ENTRANCE~
As I was finishing up the dishes I hear our daughters bedroom door close. Which means my wife had successfully put her to sleep. I continued with my task assuming she was upstairs getting ready for bed. After a few minutes I heard her call my name from the steps. "Hey what are you up to down there?" She asked.
"Just finishing up the dishes. About done." I reply.
I hear her walking down the stairs as my focus is still on the pan in the sink. With out looking up I start some small talk."She went down fast! That's gre...". I look up and my sentence gets cut off because my wife is now standing in the entrance of the kitchen wearing the following:
Some white high ankle socks that we jokingly call, "mom" socks. But I, for whatever reason, find them very attractive. A white camisole with no bra, her puffy nipples very visible, and some white high waisted cotton panties that accentuated her curvy hips, and over her shoulders is a long duster style cardigan that is open and perfectly framing her petite, yet curvy body. Her hair is down and there is a coy smile on her face. She looks beautiful. For someone else this outfit could be unflattering. But the way my wife is carrying herself, she looked incredible. And she knew exactly what she was doing.
The water still running and a sponge in hand, I am stopped dead in my tracks. "Oh hey" she says. With a smile.
"Hi...wow!". I sputter out in surprise.
She laughs, "Do you like my mom socks?!".
Trying to find words "Ugh yes...Absolutely! ...among other things." I reply.
"Would you like to do something else besides wash dishes?" She asks confidently.
I couldn't even get a response out but my face must have said everything. She has worn sexy lingerie before, which I love, and has walked in the room naked on my birthday, but something about what she is sporting is getting a rise out of me. The fact that she came to me like this is almost too much for me to handle. My cock swells in my underwear as I look her up and down. Her wavy brown hair draped over her shoulders, her erect nipples pushing through her shirt. And her white panties are doing little to hide the womanly mound of pubic hair behind the fabric.
I rinse and dry my hands, and turn off the sink. She walks toward me puts her hand behind my neck and lands a very sultry but passionate kiss. I drop the towel used to dry my hands and place my right hand inside her cardigan and grip the soft skin of her side, pulling her toward me. We break lips for a second to adjust our heads and come back in even more passionately. Now my right hand has moved over the small of her back and down her soft white panties encasing her curvy ass. She is well known for her backside. And tonight it looks like it's mine for the taking.
~INTENTIONS MADE KNOWN~
I feel her hand gripping my cock through my pants. "So hard...this just what I wanted."
At that point she undoes my belt and unbuttons my jeans. In one slow motion she pulls them and my now pre-cum soaked underwear down. Her eyes fixated on my crotch as the fabric moves downward. First you see my neatly trimmed black pubic hair. Followed the base of my very hard cock. The veins now very visible from all the blood this encounter has sent its way. Finally the ridge of my cock and as the waist band goes past the tip there is visible pre-cum dripping off.
"Hellllo!" She says as my cock springs back up after being freed. She wastes no time to take it in her mouth. It's warm and wet, and I can feel her tongue roll over the tip of my cock. Back again, this time deeper. Struggling to try and deep throat, then slowly backing off it with her lips pursed out and her cheeks deflated from sucking. She makes eye contact to see the fruits of her labor. I was in pure ecstasy. She continues with slow and sultry motions. I watch my veiny cock, flush with blood, slowly disappear and reappear between her lips. She removes it from her mouth, still jacking me off with her petite hand. Landing a few sweet kisses on the shaft. She looks up, smiles, and laughs a bit saying "Well this is fun!".
"You're telling me!" I anxiously reply somehow between motions of her hand. She stands up and looks me in the eye, cock still in hand. "Ok, I think you've had your fun."
Moving closer to my face. She leans in towards my ear and whispers. "Now I want you to fuck me like the little slut wife I am". With that she turns and starts walking up stairs. I understand my assignment. While her approach is very forward for her, she really is a submissive in bed. And right now she is horny, and wants me to handle it for her.
I'm still standing in the kitchen. My cock now sufficiently teased, throbbing and glistening with a mixture of pre-cum and her saliva. She reaches the stairs and takes off her cardigan, looks back, "Come on". I snap to and half heartedly pull my pants up and follow her up the stairs. Watching her curvy hips sway with each step. Her full ass bouncing in unison in her soft white panties.
~THE STAIRS UP~
