I'll be the first to admit that I am a bit of a voyeur and enjoy watching. But nothing could prepare me for what happened this past Saturday.
My wife has historically been a pretty shy woman when it comes to showing her body and speaking openly about masturbation and sex in general -- but keep in mind that we have a very happy sex life and make love several times a week -- so she is not prude by any stretch -- just a bit shy about letting things be known.
Over the years, though, she has gotten to be more and more open to things. She loves reading the stories I write and pleasing herself to the words. Sometimes she employs the toys I have bought her and sometimes she prefers to just let her fingers do the talking.
The coolest thing is that she has known about my involvement with Literotica for some time and agreed to let me post the stories about our activities. And to even best that, she most recently she signed up as a member on the Lusty Library site herself. This was an extreme turn-on for me. Just thinking about her roaming the site and getting excited by what she might find and engage in provides me with a wonderfully pleasant hard-on.
To set the table, my wife has olive skin, is 5-2, is 110 lbs and has a wonderful set of natural 34 D breasts. She is not clean shaven but keeps a nice trim job downstairs.
On this particular Saturday, I was set to do my weekly yard work and she said she was going to go on the computer for a while. Her office is on the back corner of our home and has two windows; one facing the side yard and one facing the back yard. The side window is directly behind her computer.
After working in the front of the house for about 30 minutes I was ready to head to the back and begin my work there. I headed through the garage and up the walkway on the side of the house where her office is and when I approached the window I peaked in and saw that she was still there at her computer.
She did not notice that I had stopped to look in the window, as she was obviously engrossed with what she was reading on the monitor. I put my face up to the glass and peered in -- and to my extreme delight, I could see that she was logged on to the LIterotica site and was reading a story. I couldn't tell what the title was but she was reading and not aware of my presence at all -- and I had no intention of letting her know I was watching.