It is hard to explain what is so beautiful about watching a woman touching herself. It is so celestial in appearance, yet it causes the basic instincts of carnality to be exposed to men and women observing the act. It is this idea that forms the basis of today's situation.
My wife is a very conservative woman to the outside world. Each day, she leaves for her secretarial job wearing modest clothing and portrays the image of a woman who is serious about her career, which she is. It is once this subdued creature walks into the sanctuary of our house, however, her demeanor changes to that of an unquenchable magnet of sexual desire. Since we were married, this sexual deity has done no less than satisfy every desire I have ever had. From threesomes to light bondage, my wife has done everything thinkable to please me to the extent that to even think about another woman would be blasphemy.
It so happens that one day, some buddies and I were talking about our sex lives as guys are apt to do and the majority of them were complaining about how boring their wives were in the sack. I started to lie about how good I have it until an idea struck me that almost made me form an erection right there. That night, after my sexual dynamo gave me another wonderful blowjob that ended up all over that pretty face, I popped the question. My idea was simple. My buddies would be coming over my house for poker Saturday night as usual and I wanted to give them a show. As she pushed me down to the chair to begin her assault on my cock from above, she thought about it and I felt her climax all over my lap.