"Did you enjoy the show?" She asked. What was I going to say? I had just shot cum all over the bedroom door, while I watched my gorgeous wife Amy, have the most erotic masturbation session any man could ever hope to witness.
So, like any other dumb male, I said the first thing I thought of; "Hell Yeah!" Then it hit me, "How did you know I was there?" I had painstakingly tried to avoid making any noise at all. I parked the car in the driveway, slowly opened the door, took of my shoes in the entrance, stepped on the outsides of the stairs.......
Her response, "Well Mallory called, waking me up, and I might add, interrupting a really hot dream. She had a question about soccer, so I had to go downstairs to the den and look it up. I saw you had left all of your work stuff here and that you never set the alarm system when you left. So, I put two and two together, figured out you were gonna try and surprise me by taking the day off as well. Since I was already horny, I got Mal off the phone as quickly as possible, ran upstairs and watched for you out the bedroom window, rubbing myself the whole time. When I saw you driving down the street I hopped back on the bed. Good thing you didn't take too long."
Walking into the room and grabbing a dirty t-shirt, I wiped the cum from my semi-flaccid dick and hand. "So, you had this planned all along did you?"
Tossing the shirt back into the dirty clothes hamper, I climbed onto the bed snuggling up to her. She said, "Yes... No...Well sorta.... I mean I wanted to fuck you, but I also thought you might just stay downstairs working, thinking that I was up here still asleep." I leaned into her and started to nibble and kiss her neck. She continued "I had to think of a way to get you up here. So I started moaning loudly, hoping that you would hear. Obviously it worked." I cupped a hand onto her right breast, bring her nipple to attention.
"What I didn't think about was that you would stay behind the door though. I thought you would come in and see what was going on and join in. Well that was the plan anyway. But when you didn't, and just stayed there, I got so turned on, I had to continue. I mean, it was such a rush knowing that you were watching me get off. I just got so wet thinking about you watching that I wanted to give you a good show, but at the same time hoping you would come in and stuff me with your big cock. Well, when you didn't, I remembered that I had Robert lying in my drawer, and used him to fill me up instead." (Robert being the name of her thick, 8 inch vibrator I got her as a Valentines Day gift last year while she was away due to work.)
I reached down with my hand and covered her still very wet pussy. "Mmmm..."
"You see! I am still dripping damn-it!" I went to slide a finger between her folds "Ayeee! Don't do That!" She cried, as she pushed my hand away and turned to her side facing me. "It's still super sensitive. You're gonna have to wait a bit Honey. For now just lay here, I'm not done with you yet."
There was a glint to Amy's eyes I hadn't seen in a while. She pushed me on to my back and climbed on top of me, smashing our lips together. Yum, I could still taste a little of her sweet nectar that was left lingering on her tongue, as she forced it past my teeth. Her hands went down to my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. She rubbed her hands up and down my chest, lowering her mouth to my nipples licking and sucking on them. This continued for a bit while I ran my hands through her wave brunette hair. Slowly her hands made their way down my stomach and to the fly of my pants where my cock had started to once again stiffen. She began to stroke it in her right hand while her left was trying to undue the buttons of my pants with little success. Exasperated, she released my rigid member and put both hands to work on my pants. Finally, getting the buttons unfastened, she stepped off the bed and slowly pulled my pants and boxers off my hips, and down my legs. As she maneuvered the garments off me she paused and lowered her lips giving the tip of my cock a kiss and a lick with her tongue. "There, now you are just like me" she said.
"Not quite, you still have you tank top on" I replied.
"Fine!" She exclaimed, as she grabbed the bottom of the shirt yanking it above her head and off. Her boobs bounced free as she threw it at me, hitting me square in the face.
"Nice shot" I quipped. As I went to remove her shirt, Amy grabbed my eight inch cock and went to work. Stopping what I was doing, I just repositioned the shirt back over the top of my face and inhaled her own unique fragrance with every breath. As she climbed back onto the bed, she straddled my legs and resumed molesting my cock with her hand, rubbing my escaping fluid once again all over my bulbous head and shaft.
