There she is: the gorgeous brunet, naked except for the fuck-me-heels, her big tits (What do I know about bra sizes? Suck on them and bury your cock between them-big!), her nipples already hart, her ass swaying with each step carefully taken - after all, she wears the blindfold her husband has put on her, while he is leading her to their marriage bed - and I swear her lovely pussy is glistening already.
I can smell her arousal at any case as her husband leads her to the bed, gently pushes her on her back, and starts tying her ankles and wrist to the bedposts. She is just as beautiful as her pictures promised, and her body seems to ooze pheromones, because she arouses me way more than her pictures, her voice, her personality did.
He is naked, too, his cock long and hard, and he is tingling with anticipation - and to be honest, so am I. I haven't made a noise, not wanting to give away my presence, feeling my own hard cock throbbing for her.
So how did I get here?
I met Fred on reddit. He posted a picture of his wife Kate, a hot, fit gal, with plugs and very sexy toes - which is how we got talking. He confessed about his fantasy of sharing her, and while she was slowly warming to the idea, she was not there yet.
She did enjoy, however, the explicit comments her pictures were receiving, and rewarded Fred for the very frank dialogue with strangers of what they would do to her with increasingly naughty pictures - and of course hot sex at home. I admit I was one of those guys involved, and after some time, she finally joined in in the chats.
It turned out she was not only a hot, fit and kinky woman, but also smart, witty, and classy. We got along like house on fire, and got steamier by the minute. Now, I'm in halfway decent shape, being a runner and all, but I am 50, and have been divorced for some time now, but still she seemed to like what she saw.
And Fred confessed that they had more fun than ever talking about adding another guy, until her wrote me one day that she was ready. So he told her that it would happen - but not when and how.
Fred had finished the ties by now, and she was shivering despite the well-heated room. He was a feet guy, something we bonded over, and she had long legs with very sexy toes, and wore a fresh coat of pink polish - we had chatted about her pedicure, and I want her to wear something somewhat girlish-innocent, which she could pull off easily, because it would make the contrast to her behavior even hotter.