Ambers Version of the Interloper
Hi everyone, my name is Amber, and I'd like to share a recent experience between Frank, who is my husband, me, and an interloper who joined us.
First a little about me. I'm an average 40 something wife who has a pretty typical marriage. My husband tells me I have that sexy, "girl next door" look, which I appreciate. I do keep fit, and for being in my mid 40's, I still have a very nice figure and still turn heads. I like to stay nicely tanned and Frank tells me my C cup tits are perfect. Though since I don't tan in the nude, they aren't very tanned. But he says the creamy white part makes me even more sexy.
In the bedroom, I'm a little reserved, and Frank is usually the more adventuresome one. I do get turned on when he pushes the envelope, and do have a desire to be much naughtier and slutty, but I'm always worried that Frank might get freaked out if I'm too aggressive or slutty. However, the situation I'm about to share, changed all that forever. I'll let you be the judge if it was for the better or not.
Frank was out of town on business, and it was early Friday evening, and he was due home the next morning. We had been texting throughout the day and he had eluded he was going to have his way with me when he got home tomorrow. So, I had been thinking about that most of the day and was looking forward to it.
I didn't have anything planned for the evening so I had invited my best friend Sabrina over for some wine and a movie later on. Sabrina and I have been best friends for years and there were really no boundaries between us. We talk about anything and everything. We come and go from each other's homes as if they were our own, and it wasn't uncommon for us to just open the front door of each other's homes and walk in unannounced.
I texted Sabrina to see what time she was coming over. She said about 8 p.m. That worked well as it was now about 7:30. I had just finished up some housework and that left me just enough time to take a quick shower before she came over.
The steaming hot water felt amazing. I was still thinking some about what Frank had messaged me, and I have to admit I was a little horny. I leaned back and let the pulse setting of the shower head find it's way to my pussy. Though I wanted to stay in the shower and enjoy, I needed to finish getting ready. After I got out of the shower and had put on my favorite matching bra and panties, I realized I had looked at the clock wrong and I still had about 45 minutes before Sabrina would be over.
I saw our tablet on the night stand and that made me recall one of the times that I had let Frank film me masturbating. At the time, I thought Frank would be the watching it all the time. But a week or so after he had filmed me, I was curious, so I watched it. I'm still not sure why, but it really got my juices flowing and now I regularly get myself off watching that recording.
Since I still had about 45 minutes, and given I could practically hear the recording calling to me, I thought what the hell.
I was still in my matching bra and panties so I laid down on the bed and started watching the recording. I had watched it once all the way through and had myself pretty wound up, but wanted it to last, so I restarted it. A few minutes in, I was already quite wet and was well on my way to an orgasm when I got a doorbell camera notification on the tablet. I took a quick look at the image, and was surprised to see it was Frank pulling into the garage.
I was super happy that he was home, and if I wasn't so close to cumming, I probably would have jumped up and finished getting dressed. However something came over me, and I wanted to test letting my naughty side out. So I pulled the sheet up to my waste and I slowed my pace way down to avoid cumming too soon. I still kept rubbing my clit in little circles under sheet while I watched myself on the tablet.
I think Frank thought he was being super quiet, but I was able to make out the door from the garage into the kitchen latch. I was still intently watching the tablet, but I was also able to see our bedroom doorway in my peripheral vision.
Shortly after I heard the door latch, I saw Frank peak around the corner of our bedroom doorway. I fully expected him to say something or walk in, but he didn't, he just kept watching me. I already knew that he likes to watch me fuck myself, but I didn't think he would secretly be voyeuristic about it. On one hand I thought....you sneaky little perv; but then realuzed just how turned on that made me. So I decided, I'd give him a show, and just kept watching myself and playing with my what was now very wet pussy. I wanted him to see that, so I removed my hand, pushed the sheet down and kicked it off. I resumed by slipping my hand back inside my panties and playing with myself again. I was hoping he could see the wet spot on my panties
After a few minutes, Frank stepped back into the hallway. For a minute I thought he was going to let me finish without watching. Which considering how turned on I was, that is exactly what I was going to do. I'm glad I didn't close my eyes as Frank re-appeared after a minute, and was much bolder and stood in plain view in the doorway. He had removed his clothes and was now stroking his very hard cock. I had to be careful not to turn my head and tip him off to the fact that I could see him. Which really wasn't too hard as I was still mostly focused on the recording.