"Put down those damn binoculars!" Gina raged at Roger. He had been at the tinted window for most of the evening.
"He had two women over tonight, the new girlfriend and the regular slampiece," Roger reported eagerly while reluctantly putting the high-powered binoculars onto the shelf next to the window where he did his regular viewing.
"You're going to get in trouble one of these days," she told him.
Roger silently agreed with her, but was unwilling to give up his voyeuristic practices. Gina tolerated his field glasses and the porn he rented that supposedly was made without the subjects' knowledge, but if he told her the whole truth, he'd be well over her level of tolerance.
"Don't worry," he told her. Gina had been his wife for over ten years and she still worried about everything he and they did. Not that she was unwilling, but that she liked to worry. He was pretty sure that worrying was part of what made her enjoy some of the sex practices they indulged in. She was almost a foot shorter than him, her dark brown curly hair framed her face as she looked up at him. He was tall and muscular, though starting to go a little softer as he aged. Still he was handsome enough for her.
His viewing window was on the small sunroom off their bedroom on the second floor of the house. It gave him a commanding view of the entire cul-de-sac. Gina was already naked; she wanted to fuck.
"Get your clothes off," she ordered. For such a tiny person--she barely stood over five feet tall--Gina always wanted to be in control when they had sex. At first their pairing didn't work, because of his size and toned, muscular body, Roger had been taught and acted for most of his life, that he had to be the dominant partner. He wanted to be in command. But so did Gina, she wouldn't let her small stature hold her back from anything and as a consequence had taken on a slightly commanding, domineering personality.
They had started dating after being introduced by mutual friends. It hadn't been a whirlwind romance or love at first sight, but they gave it their best efforts. They liked each other just fine, but there was no spark of passion. Even their fucking was routine, dull. Gina had been thinking about ending the dull dating process, but wanted to wait until after Roger's birthday. As part of his birthday celebration--and a good-bye present unknown to him--Gina gave Roger a blowjob, an activity she didn't mind, but didn't particularly love either. Roger was having trouble cumming that night; Gina wasn't sure why, maybe it was because she wasn't particularly into giving head right then, so she remembered an old trick told to her by a college roommate.
She took his cock out of her mouth, got her finger wet with her saliva , reached under his balls and carefully inserted it into his anus. As first Roger resisted, then gave in to her unusual advance. Probing forward she found the right amount of resistance and then Roger's cock suddenly went from semi-firm flesh to a steel rod. An instant later her mouth was flooded with his semen as he cried out in pain and ecstasy.
"What was that," she asked him after swallowing his load.
"I don't know," he admitted. "No one has ever stuck a finger up my ass before. But I'd love to do it again."
That was the turning point of their relationship. The friendship blossomed and they began to enjoy each other more. Eventually it led to their marriage and to this night where Gina watched Roger strip as she adjusted the straps to the harness around her hips. Roger went willingly and easily to the corner of the bed where he laid face down waiting for her.
"You love this, don't you," she teased him a little. The tube of KY was on the bed and he squirted a dollop into his hand then reached around to apply it to his asshole.
"Yup," he unashamedly admitted. Gina like to play the dominate in their sex lives, but she enjoyed the rough treatment of his body as much as he did. It was much better to admit and give in to one's kinks rather than hide them and never experience true pleasure.
They had purposely bought a tall bed frame and thick mattresses. Stacked as they were, Roger's ass was just as the right height for Gina to easily penetrate with the dildo projecting out from her crotch, held in place by the harness. It wasn't just giving him the unusual pleasure of a good pegging that Gina enjoyed, they had learned early on in their relationship to buy the harnesses that accommodated a double-ended dildo so that she could fuck herself even as she fucked Roger in the ass.
She approached him and placed the tip of the lubed dildo against his anus. "Ready?"
"No warm up?" he asked.
"Do you ever need any?" she riposted, and before he had time to answer she thrusted forward. Roger didn't resist. He had been through this too many times to make that mistake. Still, a muffled grunt passed his lips.
