I walked into the bedroom after having gotten home from a long day at work, my mind still reeling from the problems of the day trying desperately to push them aside and shove them into a draw to await further examination on the next day. The bedroom was unusually dimly lit, a few candles atop the dressers were all the provided light in the room and the candle light flickered in the slight breeze caused by the central heating system. Strange shadows seemed to dance along the wall in the moving light as my eyes quickly adjusted to the change in surroundings from the still brightly sunlight outside world.
"There's my man." I heard a soft sultry voice before my eyes had fully adjusted to the light. I instantly recognized the voice as that of my lovely wife, but the sultriness of it, the hint of sexual desire that her voice carried was something I was quite unaccustomed to hearing. The allure of her sexy voice quickly dashed what few thoughts and troubles remained from the day at work and I could feel myself becoming quite aroused in my Dockers.
I turned towards the sound of the voice and could not tear my eyes aware from the sexy woman who stood before me, hardly recognized her as my wife in such an overtly aggressive role. Her long silky brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail making her seem more mischievous somehow, she wore no blouse or shirt just a lacy black bra that struggled to contain her sensuous full breasts that I had grown so fond of. The outline of her nipples pressing firmly against the flimsy material of her bra was clearly visible even in the dimmer light and I felt myself stirring even more, my head beginning to swim as desire for her began to wash over my senses. Below the black bra she wore a short black mini skirt that I did not even know she owned, the skirt hid the sensuous curves of her hips and upper thighs from my wandering eyes as I gazed down her body, trying to freeze the image in my mind wishing desperately that I had a camera to capture the moment.
"Long day, darlin?" she asked me as she stepped forward slightly, her pony tail swaying behind her head as she moved, her breasts moving with her body rising and falling with each breath, the gentle swish of the skirt as her legs moving seeming to echo inside of my head. I wondered briefly if I had been talking in my sleep again or something trying to decipher how she was so expertly playing the role of one of many of the fantasies that I enjoyed about her but was as yet still too timid to admit to her out loud.
"Huh?" I started coming back out of my reverie, I shook my head slightly knowing that my eyes were playing some overly cruel trick on me, "yeah it was kinda long, but not too bad. How 'bout you, good day?" I asked her hearing my own voice in the room wishing that I had changed my tone or something, wishing that somehow I could convey my deep desire for her to her or at least make her half as desirous for me as I was for her at that moment.
"Well, you'd be proud of me." She said as she took the last step between us and looked up at me her eyes gazing through the thin wisps of her bangs with an innocent and sultry (if that is possible) sparkle in them. I could almost feel her nipples brushing against my chest through my shirt and her bra as they moved with each breath with her standing before me. "I was such a good girl today." She told me and her lips parted in a knowing smile that almost seemed to border on a smirk and in her smile I could see that she was fully aware of what she was doing to me and enjoying every minute of it, she was loving the attention seeing the desire filling my eyes and knowing that she had caused it with a few simple words and carefully chosen clothing. Her hands rested on my hips lightly as she leaned towards me and kissed my lips lightly, teasingly, letting the tip of her tongue trace the outline of my mouth. I felt one of her hands leave my waist and flutter along the front of my Dockers, her fingers trailing behind her hand as the fingertips crossed over the bulge that she had created in my pants. With a sharp inhalation of breath I knew that she felt my hardness with her fingers and her smile came back to her lips as she backed away slightly still looking at me. "Did you bring something home to reward your good girl?" she asked me knowingly as I felt her whole palm press tightly against my pants.
"Didn't realize I had until I saw you." I told her trying to smile a teasing smile in return but instantly wishing that I had somehow managed to say something sexy than that. Her smile broadened almost into a laugh as she realized just how flustered she had gotten me and I could not help but smile back at her in return. She's enjoying this, I thought to myself hardly believing what was happening. She slowly began to lower herself onto her knees both of her hands were resting against the belt in my pants as she dropped down her eyes never leaving mine, that teasing smile never seeming to falter.
"Well, lets have a look at what you have for me." She said and her hands began to unbuckle the belt then her fingers moved to the button of the pants, with each movement I could feel the soft pressure of her fingers through the pants against the head of my cock that was now throbbing so hard it almost hurt. With the button undone she quickly lowered the zipper and my hard cock bounced out from its tight confinement, the head of it almost hitting the tip of her nose as it sprang free. "Ooohhh." She gasped softly under her breath, a fingertip tracing its line from the base up to the tip the bounced before her nose, her fingertip paused at the tip for a moment seeming to measure the pulse of it as it throbbed before her, "it's just what I wanted." She said and with that wrapped her delicate hand around the width of it squeezing tightly; I felt my whole body tense at her touch, my eyes involuntarily closed and a sharp gasp escaped from my throat.
Her eyes looked away from mine seeming to take in the view that bounced before her, throbbing within her hand, she leaned forward slightly and gingerly kissed the tip sending sparks flying through my body as her hand began to slide away from the tip back to the base still holding its tight grip. Her hand reached the base and began coming back towards the head as she kissed it again and then looked up at me while her hand continued to slowly move back and forth along its length the tip brushing lightly against her lips. Her other hand came up and I felt the warmth of her fingers as she wrapped them around my balls expertly cradling them in her hand, "You like that?" she asked me as she continued to stroke it.
"Mmmmmm.' Was I could manage to say feeling myself becoming completely overcome by her presence. I looked through half open eyes and saw her smiling up at me while she stroked my cock, I could see that she was enjoying what she was doing and suddenly wished that I had a video camera instead of the regular camera that I had wished for earlier.
"Yeah, darlin," she said in that same sultry voice that she seemed to have mastered all of a sudden, her hand beginning to stroke faster her other hand gently squeezing my balls as she stroked, "I'm such a good girl, aren't I?" she asked me knowingly and having her talking to me while she was stroking my cock was driving me over the edge with desire, my balls were beginning to ache from her sensuously applied attention.
"Oohh, yess, baby, yur my good girl." I groaned more than said not sure how much longer I would be able to stand up under her attention. Her hand was stroking fast now, moving the whole length of my cock as her other hand still cradle my balls, feeling them with her fingertips.
