In the ten years that we have been married, my wife, Sandra has never worked. I am fortunate to have a good position in a top legal firm and easily make enough for both of us to live very comfortably on. This being the case, I was most surprised when, returning from work one evening, Sandra greeted me with the news that she had found herself a job.
"It's working from home, so I won't even have to go out to an office!" she enthused.
I was immediately suspicious. I knew that she spent a lot of her free time on the Internet, and I was well aware of the pitfalls of so-called home-working.
"So, what will you be selling?" I asked with a sigh.
"There's no selling involved, honey. I just have to test out this company's products and then write a report on what I think about them."
I was still very dubious.
"What's the company called?
Sandra hesitated for a moment, looking down at her shoes.
"Come on, Sandra," I pushed a little harder, "What's this company?"
"They're called Toy's 4 Us"
"What, you mean you gotta play with toys. Like Barbie's and games and stuff?"
Again, Sandra looked sheepishly downwards.
"Well, more...adult toys really!" she finally said.
For a moment I stood speechless, staring at my demure looking wife. I've always known that Sandra could be a bit of a slut, but this was still a complete surprise.
"What, you mean vibrators and dildos? That sort of thing?"
Sandra nodded silently.
"Please, darling," she begged me, "say it's alright! I really want to do this. And the extra money will come in handy for me!"
"That's not the only thing that will be coming, I should think!" I laughed a little surprised at my own joke. I was still having a tough time believing all this.
"Well, you're at work all day and...well...sometimes I need a little extra...something. You know? At least I'm not unfaithful to you!"
This was true, of course. I'd always known that Sandra kept a few of her own toys about the house, but I always assumed that she only used the when we were together. A mental picture of my wife sitting naked and plunging a vibrator into her pussy entered my mind. Suddenly, the thought of all this began to make me feel very excited.
"When are they going to send you the first batch of products?" I asked.
"Actually, the first lot arrived this afternoon," Sandra replied, "I was waiting until you got home. You want to see?"
My mouth and throat felt dry as I nodded my agreement. I loosened my tie and sat down in my favourite chair as my wife disappeared out into the kitchen. She returned a moment or two later armed with a cardboard box. It was still sealed so I knew that she had been saving the surprise. Sandra knelt at my feet and began to tear the box open. She was excited - like a kid with a Christmas present. I looked down at her as she ripped the paper off and split the taped seam of the box with a long, painted fingernail. Her gown gaped a little and I could see down the front to swollen, heaving breasts and hard pointed nipples - yes was obviously very excited!
With a cry of triumph, my wife suddenly kneeled up and held a smaller box aloft in her hand. I could see the picture on the front - a large vibrator - the size of the box indicated that the sex toy must have been about eight inches in length and quite thick around. I felt a sudden pang as I wondered if she might not prefer this large fake cock to my own, smaller member.
In a second the box was being ripped open and Sandra was holding up the vibrator. It looked long and sleek with a bulbous, penis-shaped head. She rotated the base and the thing buzzed into life.
"Ohhh...this looks interesting!" She giggled as her fingers slid up and down the plastic shaft emulating a seductive hand-job.
I forced a smile onto my face as I watched her handle the instrument of pleasure. I could feel my cock hardening in my pants as I thought about how her fingers would feel doing the same thing to me.
"I'm going to have to get naked to appreciate "The Power Plunger" properly," she said with a wicked grin. "And by the look of that bulge in the front of your pants, Mike, I don't think you're about to argue, are you?"
She was right. My cock was now at full attention and quite uncomfortable in the confines of my pants. My whole body yearned for her to strip!
And so she did. Standing up from the floor, she let her gown fall open completely to reveal her large bra-less breasts. Her trimmed pussy was covered only by the tiniest pair of briefs. I had seen her naked many times before, of course, but this time seemed completely different - new and fresh, somehow.
"Why don't you see what effect that thing will have on your nipples, baby?" I asked, my voice little more than a croak.
Sandra smiled, still fingering the vibrating toy and brought the tip slowly up to her left breast. Holding the large orb up with one hand, she applied the tip of the toy directly onto the nipple. The effect was astonishing; it was as if an electric shock seemed to shoot through her entire body. I watched her eyes close and her head roll back as she slowly rotated the vib over her nipple, stopping only briefly to wet her fingers and roll the moisture around the tight, swelling bud. The same procedure was repeated on her right breast until my wife was moaning loudly and her breasts were flushed red and heaving.
It was just at that point that I heard the back door opening and our neighbour Jane call out.
"Hello? Anyone in?"
