I was returning from a night call at work when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I was immediately cursing, thinking that the idiot I had just finished helping at the hotel's front desk wanted yet something else. Luckily it was a constant vibration, meaning I had received a text not a call. I pulled my phone out and opened the message.
'I wanna taste.'
It was from Courtney, my wife. My mind immediately started going through all the combinations she could create with our wardrobe of lingerie and I said a prayer aloud for green stop lights. Of course it didn't happen.
Five minutes, or five hours depending on who you are asking, later, I drove my truck into the driveway and saw only one light on in the entire house. The dim light in the upper left corner that was our bedroom. After searching another two hours for my house key I was inside and walking upstairs quietly.
When I opened the door to our bedroom, I was greeted by quite a first sight. Facing me directly across the room from the door was my wife's delicious ass wrapped in a tight black lace skirt. She was leaning her hands on the dresser and had her back arched perfectly in a successful attempt to accent her thighs and ass.
Without turning around, Courtney wiggled her ass at me and said 'I'm here for you to use'.
My eyes began to travel across her sexy body. She had on her black four-inch heels, black sheer thigh-highs with seams up the back, and I could see garter straps attached to the lace tops of her stockings. Her stance displayed a slight hint of the bottom curve of her ass and the very bottom of her black thong along with it. The black with black lace covering style of her skirt continued on the corset she had strapped tight around her upper body. The lacing of the corset had the sexy look of getting wider and wider the higher it went as the corset stretched itself around her breasts. Her head was up and I could see her beautiful left eye try and get a glimpse of me without turning her head. I couldn't wait to see how the front of her looked, but something in me stopped the command. My eyes were glued to the soft skin between the tops of her stockings and the bottom of her skirt. Feeling her thighs with my mouth and tongue while also feeling the heat of her pussy in the air was irresistible. I finally pulled myself together and said 'turn around, my kitten'.
She obliged immediately and continued to arch her back as she sat on the edge of the dresser and bent one leg slightly. Her eyes looked at me lustfully and then down, inviting me to examine the front of her with as much detail as I chose. The swell of her breasts were luring my cock, which by now was almost painfully straining against my pants, like a flame to a moth. The classy detail of lace at the top of her corset seemed to intensify her breasts even more. I noticed for the first time my wife was wearing black elbow-length gloves, which brought my eyes to her skirt as her hands were resting on her thighs. I tried for a few seconds to penetrate her skirt with my eyes, knowing what was underneath, before deciding to take matters into my hands.
'Undress me' I said to her.
She stood up, walked teasingly over to me, and put her head as close as possible to mine without letting more than her hair touch me. Her mouth was at my ear when she whispered 'yes, my lord'. Keeping like this she ran her hands on my chest to the buttons at the middle of my shirt. With every button she undid a slight moan escaped her lips and drifted into my ear, clouding my senses.
When every button was free, she slowly untucked my shirt in front, on the sides, and finally in back. She backed off a little and placed her hands on the bare skin of my chest. Courtney then slid her hands out to my shoulders, taking my shirt with it. She took my shirt over to the dresser, allowing me to watch her ass and legs again, and came back before me.
Our eyes were locked together. She put her hands on my shoulders and let them glide against my chest as she went down onto her knees. My wife's eyes went level, which happened to be right at my rock-hard cock, and went right for my belt. She turned from a seductive temptress to a bitch in heat as she freed the rest of my clothing as quick as possible. I didn't think it was possible to be more turned-on, but a sensation like my cock and her mouth being magnets to each other came over me as I watched her.