No one was home. No wife, no kids, no one. There were no messages on the answering machine, no note on the refrigerator. I went upstairs to check but no one was there either. In the master bedroom, on the VCR, was a note. "Play me," it simply read. I pressed the "play" button.
What I first saw caught me dead in my tracks. I sat down on the bed and watched in astonishment. On the TV, I saw a picture of a bedroom, MY bedroom. The camera must have been placed next to the TV, facing the bed. The bed took up almost the entire screen. My wife walked into view, presumably just after turning on the VCR. She was dressed in a way that was very unlike her. She had on a sexy black lace bra that did a pretty poor job of holding my wife's generous breasts. The lace cups barely concealed her nipples. They were still evident through the translucent material. Their erect condition was also obvious when she turned to a sexy profile. Her breasts jiggled as she moved and looked as if they would overflow the well burdened garment at any moment. She wore tiny black lace panties with a minuscule waste band that clung to her sensuously contoured hips. Her wicked black lace stockings disappeared into long high heeled shoes polished to a blinding shine.
She laid down on the bed and spoke to me, "Hi honey. Welcome home. I made this little surprise for you. I hope you like it. Get on the bed, relax and enjoy the show. I have another surprise for you at the end."
She drew her knees up. Her legs were parted but certainly not to their maximum extreme. She spoke to me again, "I have been so horny lately. I can't figure it out. I go through my day just dreaming about the next time I can feel you touch me."
As if to illustrate her point, she cupped one hand over her breast and began to rub it through the lace bra in a circular motion.
"I love when you touch my breasts like this. It excites me so much. My nipples get so hard." Her finger neatly circled the very erect bud of her nipple. Her knees slowly swayed open and closed while she talked.
"Even now, without you here, I am getting hot." She momentarily closed her eyes. While her hand kept caressing her breasts, the other dropped between her thighs. Her knees stopped moving and remained open. Right above the narrow stretch of her panties, two fingers slid up and down.
"Mmmmm, yes. I love you to touch me here too. I love to feel you hands between my legs."
I was getting pretty uncomfortable by now. My penis was fully erect but severely constricted by my clothes while I sat on the edge of the bed. As if reading my mind, my wife said, "Get comfortable dear. Take your clothes off. Enjoy yourself. I'd like that. I'd like to think that I am really turning you on. I am fantasizing about you right now."
I followed her suggestion. I removed my clothes, all the while watching my wife rub and pinch her breasts and slide her hand up and down the crotch of her panties. Once completely naked, I laid on the bed, my back propped up by pillows, in much the same way as my wife was. My legs lay flat and open. My cock was at full attention, stretching back up my abdomen, the head and shaft were swollen and pulsating with every heart beat.
"God. I am getting so hot now", my video lover teased. "I wish you were here right now to please me. I know what you would do. You would play with my breasts. Like this." She slid a bra strap down and with it went the right bra cup. Her beautifully formed breast bounced free from its restraint, the taught nipple aroused, red, and visibly hard.
"Mmmm. You'd rub it like this then you'd lick it and get it all wet. Like this." She bent forward and extended her tongue. With little trouble, she began licking her own nipple. I watched in fixed amazement as her tongue circled and wet her sensitive nipple. She undid the front clasp and removed the bra completely. Her licking expanded to both breasts now. I was really enjoying this. My own hand subconsciously made its way down to between my legs and wrapped slowly around my shaft, already wet with warm and slippery lubrication freely leaking from the head.
"I know what you would do now. You do too, don't you." She said and then paused. "Yes. You know." The hand that was between her legs stopped for a moment. My eyes strained for more resolution on the television. Two fingers slipped beneath the dark lace and quickly re-emerged. Silently she brought her fingers up.
