Reading the previous stories in the series, "A Naive Wife's Boudoir Photoshoot" will give you a better perspective of how Amy got herself to this new lifestyle. Once the shy wallflower, overweight wife and mom to the beautiful lingerie and bikini model, and now hot wife, it is an incredibly erotic journey for Amy. This chapter is about how Brian, her overweight voyeur husband, handles the reality of having a hot wife.
Amy woke Sunday morning, the sun coming through the blinds, rolling to her side, the sore rawness of her tender pussy jolt her fully awake.
"Oh god," she whispered, keeping her legs together, and looking around the bedroom for Brian. Her fingers ran over her collar necklace, still around her neck, making her shiver. She ran her fingers down her body, between her thighs, remembering the night before. Her pussy lips, were still swollen, as she caressed herself, thinking about the fucking she received from Robert and his friend Tyrone. "Shit," scooping a glob of residual cum leaking from her, and cleaning her fingers with her mouth. Hearing the boys playing outside, she sat up and went to the bathroom.
She could have stayed in the hot shower all day, but needed to face Brian and get her day going. Standing in her towel, picking out a sundress so her kitty could breathe and relax, her closet door opened.
"Did you enjoy yourself last night?" Brian asked.
Was he accusing her or upset she got home late? "I had so much fun. Sorry, I was out a little later than I expected."
"Amy, you didn't get home until almost 2 am! Where were you?" he asked, trying to be stern.
"Honey, I was with Lizzy. She dragged me from place to place. I am just glad I didn't drink like she was drinking," smiling, hoping he believed her. She needed to change the subject, so she dropped her towel.
"What? What are you doing?" he stumbled, trying to be mad while staring at his naked wife.
"I'm getting dressed," running her fingers over her nipples. "Why? Want me to stay naked?"
"You, um. I just. I just wished you would have called," staring at her hardening nipples in her fingers.
"Sorry. I will next time. I did get more pictures for your photo album I think you will like," smiling at him, as she played with her tits in both hands.
"Yeah?" feeling his cock harden.
"Ah uh. After shopping we changed into dresses and went out. Lizzy said I looked hot."
"Um, what? What did you wear? Where did you go?"
"I'll tell you, but you have to stroke for me," reaching out and rubbing his dick over his sweats.
He immediately pulled his dick out, hard in his hand, and started stroking, staring at his wife's body.
"I wore a red, tight, spaghetti strap dress Lizzy got me," dragging out each adjective slowly to tease him. "It was low cut, showing a lot of cleavage," cupping both her bare tits in her hands. "It was tight on my hips," running her hands down her hips and thighs. "It stopped right here," her fingernails running over the top of her thighs. "I hope it wasn't too short?" parting her legs. "What do you think so far?" reaching out, taking his hard dick in her hand again.
"It, um. It sounds hot, honey."
"I loved the looks I got. Lizzy said everyone was looking at my tits," teasing him as she stroked him. "It made me so wet seeing people stare," looking for the reaction on his face.
"It, um," he swallowed hard. "It turned you on? Seeing men stare?" he asked sheepishly.
"It did. I got so wet. Doesn't it turn you on seeing my pictures?" gripping his dick in her hand tighter.
"Ah uh," nodding, watching her.
"Good. I love turning you on," moving her face closer to his, kissing his lips through his shaggy beard. "I also love turning other men on," moving her face away from his.
Brian grunted, his dick throbbed at the thought of other men looking at his wife.
"You like other men looking at me don't you?" looking down at his dick in her hand.
"I don't know. I guess," letting out another moan.
"Just tell me if you do, honey. Do you like men looking at your wife? Eye fucking your wife?" grinning at him.
"Yes! It's so hot," he exclaimed.
"Good," she whispered, smiling before looking down at his hard dick in her hand. She let a long string of drool fall from her mouth onto his dick, lubing his shaft. "I sometimes get so wet I want to touch myself."
"Oh god," he moaned, looking down at his saliva-covered dick.
She took his right hand and put it between her thighs, hoping she wouldn't feel too raw to be touched. She didn't have a plan, but loved turning him on and talking about her new life she wanted him to have some part in playing. She wanted to tell him more, seeing how much it aroused him. "Touch my pussy. This is how wet I get when men look at me with lust," pushing his palm against her bare lips.
"Amy!" he gasped. "So wet," then moaned as she started pumping his dick in her hand faster.
"Push your fingers inside," she told him, looking into his eyes.
He didn't hesitate, and pushed two fingers inside her, looking at her for approval.
"God, yes!" she moaned, wanting more in her stretched pussy from the night before. She pulled his hand away from her pussy, and lifted it to her mouth, sucking and cleaning her juices, tasting Tyrone's cum off his fingers. "So creamy, warm, and gooey," she whispered with a smile. "Would you like me to jerk you off on my tits?"
"Can I put it inside?" he grunted, trying not to cum.
She gave him a grin. "Yes! But only if you tell me how much you love showing me off while you fuck me and you eat my pussy after?" turning around for him to look at her thick ass as she bent over.
"Okay. Okay," he said excitedly moving in behind her in the closet.
"Promise me you will eat me and tell me how much you love showing me off and having a hot wife," she demanded, pushing her ass against his hard dick.
"I promise," he grunted, pushing the head of his dick into her pussy.
She barely felt his smaller dick inside her, but still tender from being fucked raw, it felt good. She reached back and slapped her ass. "Say it!" she demanded.
"I love showing you off!" he grunted, pushing his cock to the base inside her, gripping her hips. "I love having a hot wife," he grunted, working up his rhythm and thrusts.
"That's it! Yes, Honey! You love men eye fucking me don't you!?"
"I do!" pumping into her like a teenager. "I know men want to fuck you!" he blurted, holding her hips, looking at her ass.
"Yes! Fuck me! You want men to fuck me! Say it!" he moaned, her tits swinging and slapping under her.
"God, yes!" he grunted, about to explode.
"Yes, give it to me!" looking down, wanting him to cum. She looked back over her shoulder at him. "Think of another man fucking me," she whispered back to him to encourage him to cum. "Go ahead, say it!" she encouraged.
"Ah, ah, God, yes! I want men to fuck you," erupting inside her.
Amy moaned, hearing his words, looking down, knowing it was getting close to telling him his boss is fucking his wife. She waited, unsure if he came inside her as he held still. "Did you like that?" she asked, looking back at him.
"Oh shit," he gasped, catching his breath. He let his dick slip out of her, a drizzle of cum dropping onto the floor between her legs. "Wow, babe," catching his breath, realizing what he just said.
"My turn," she told him, pulling him out of the closet to the bed. "Do you like watching me?" she asked, laying back on the bed, her knees bent and legs open. She ran her fingers over her freshly fucked pussy, knowing he wasn't the one who made her so swollen, but letting him think so. She caressed her pussy lips, parting them, showing him her pinkness. "You promised," she told him, opening her legs wider. "I know you want to eat my freshly fucked pussy," smiling at him.
"I do," was all he said as he went to his knees next to the bed and licked up her thighs. He stared at her pussy, swollen, bright pink with residual cum leaking. He looked up at her from between her thighs and pressed his tongue against her pussy and started licking. He lapped and lapped at her juices.
Amy watched her husband eat her. "God, yes! You're going to make me cum." She grabbed his hair, pulling his face into her as she lifted her hips. "More!" she gasped, grinding on his mouth, his beard tickling her asshole.
He tried his best to pleasure her, tongue fucking her, sucking on her lips and clit, grinding his mouth into her roughly.
"Yes! Yes! Here I cum," gushing into his beard, looking him in the eyes. She caught her breath, flexed her legs to stop the shake, and moaned, "Hmm, that was great," letting his wet beard tickle her inner thighs. "I'm going to get dressed now. Maybe we can take the boys to the park?"
Brian, still on his knees on the floor, shocked at what he just did for his wife, "Yeah. Um sure." watching her walk back into the closet naked.
Monday morning came quickly after the intense weekend. After kissing the boys and sending them to school on their bikes, she walked with Brian into the garage to his car. "I have something for you," handing him a new small picture frame. "I thought you could put it on your desk, since you liked my dress," grinning at him.
Brian looked at the photo, his wife posing in the small red dress with a smile. At first, he wondered who took the photo, then assumed her friend, Lizzy must have. "I love it. Wow, this dress is small. Maybe I can take you to dinner in it Friday night?" he asked more of a question than an invite.
"You like it, huh?" giving him a grin. "Think you could handle other men looking at me wearing it?" biting her lower lip.
"Yeah. I think so," he said, looking at the photo.
"You're going to be late for work if you keep staring at my picture," and walked back into the house.
Brian arranged his desk, prepping for the day like he always did, then put the new photo of his wife in front of him, and moved the previous picture frame to the credenza behind him. His cock stirred, looking at his stunning wife in the red dress.
"Good morning, Brian!" his boss greeted, poking his head into the open office door. "Oh, Um, good morning, Robert."
Robert smiled and started to move on, but the picture on Brian's desk caught his eye, so he stepped into the small office. "Hey, is this a new picture of your beautiful wife?" picking up the photo, and looking at it closely.
"Um, yeah!" Brian said excitedly. Happy to see his boss notice his wife, "She just gave the photo to me this morning."
"Damn, that dress looks amazing on her," looking at Brian for a reaction and remembering how she looked posing in it. He just smiled back at him proudly. "You have quite the collection, don't you?" picking up another photo of his wife. Without waiting for a response, "You must love showing her off," looking at the picture and then at Brian.
"Um, yes, sir. I'm really proud of her," feeling his dick stir.
