Part 3
I should have figured it out a few years before I actually did, my panties and bras and some of my undergarments just seemed to wear out fast, the elastic the lace all just seemed to fall apart quickly, I just figured like everything else as the years ran by the makers were cutting corners and the quality had suffered.
Yesterday when I came home and found Glenn with my panties wrapped around his cock stroking it it began to make sense, it was him who was ruining my things. I've got to tell you the very idea made me get so on edge, {in a good way} I knew this was something I had to explore, I just wasn't sure where to begin. So tonight I planned on setting my plan in motion.
Later that evening
At dinner last night I let him know I was very hot for an evening of sexual fun, it was easy to see the mention of of bedroom adventures excited him as well, he quickly jumped up after dinner then told me to go sit and he would clean up the dinner mess. I listened to him hard at work clearing the table, loading and starting the dishwasher. When I heard the washer start I stood and returned to the kitchen finding him folding and hanging a small towel on a drawer front.
Glenn is a fastidious cleaner and organizer and the efficiency of his work always had amazed me. He frequently cleaned, cooked and organized for us, for me he was a dream come true, damn near the perfect man. It was because of this I knew I had to reciprocate and try to be his perfect wife.
I thought to myself as we sat in front of the t.v. that he had been asking me without saying the actual words for months for this. Did he really want this? Did I have it in me to try and fulfill his fantasies.
The news finished on t.v.and when it did I turned to him and told him " I'm going to shower, give me a half an hour and meet me in bed." I gave my ass a few extra shakes as I walked to the stairs and when I started to climb them I really let my hips loose. I heard him breathe out sharply and I instantly knew I had him.
By the time I reached the bathroom I had completely stripped down nude making sure to leave a trail of clothes all the way to the bathroom. The last item being my soaking panties, I knew when he followed me upstairs he would pick them all up and when he got to my boy shorts he would know how hot I was.
I left the door slightly open so I could see the hallway and he didn't disappoint me stopping to gather each item, when he got to my undies he picked them up and stopped I knew he felt their wetness, he brought them to his face and inhaled deeply, as soon as he did that my already sopping pussy began to drip into the toilet as I watched.