I had just finished a nice relaxing bath and was chilling out on the bed wrapped in a towel when Crystal walked in.
"Hi honey, nice bath?" she asked as she stripped her clothes off.
"Very nice thanks." I replied watching my wife getting naked and feeling a familiar twitch under my towel.
Crystal could see I was getting aroused and gave a little chuckle.
"No playing with that whilst I'm in the bath naughty boy," she giggled and grabbing a towel out of the cupboard made her way to the bathroom.
A short while later I must have dozed off, as I found my now warm and damp wife lying next to me on the bed with her hair wrapped in a towel. Crystal kissed me on the lips. She tasted good.
"You know what," she said, "I'd really love to paint your toe nails."
"What?" I blurted out laughing, "where did that come from?"
"Dunno, just fancied painting your toe nails. Can I?" she pleaded with me.
To help persuade me she grabbed hold of my hardening cock and slowly stroked it.
"I'll make it worth your while," she said with a wicked grin on her face. "I can clean it off easily enough and nobody will see them but me."
I let out a sigh knowing she wouldn't give up.
"Okay, go on then."
She let out a little squeal of delight and jumped off the bed to go and grab some nail varnish out of her cabinet.
"What colour do you fancy?" she asked.
"You decide," I replied. I had no intention of keeping it on very long so couldn't really care what colour she used.
"I've got a nice burgundy, that would suit you I think," she said taking hold of a bottle.
"Oh yes, it sounds just like my colour," I laughed.
Crystal asked me to lie very sill on the bed and then proceeded to go to work on painting my toes. The way she was carrying on it felt like she was trying to replicate the Mona Lisa. It seemed to take her forever, no wonder she was out so long whenever she went to get hers done. Eventually she finished.
"Well what do you think?" she asked kneeling back on the bed admiring her handy work.
I looked down at my feet to find ten very colourful toe nails staring back at me.
"Yes very nice," I replied, "you can take them off now."
"What? I've only just done them. Perhaps we should have some fun first. What do you think?" she smiled at me. "Wait there a minute," she said jumping off the bed again.
Like I was going anywhere. Crystal started to rummage through her top drawer.
"These will do," she said waving a pair of silky black knickers at me, "put them on."
"Crystal..."
"Pretty please," she pouted at me.
Unbeknown to my wife I had often worn her underwear whilst she was out so this was hardly anything new.
"If I must," I sighed.
She threw them at me, just missing my face and stood there with a big grin on her face as she watched me pull them on. I had to admit they felt really good against my cock.
"Mmmm very sexy," she purred, "okay wait there."
"Hang on, I'm not putting anything else on," I answered sitting up.
"Yes you are, now stay there."
Crystal went back to rummaging through her drawer.
"Here you go," she said dangling a stocking from each of her hands, "put these on."
"Do I have to?" I groaned.
"Yes you do."
I took the stockings off her and rolled them up my legs. I must have looked a right sight, but Crystal seemed to be enjoying herself and the stockings also felt really good against my skin.