Sometimes there are fantasies which offer heavenly delights while playing devilish games on the playgrounds of lust. These are those high risk, high reward ventures that accompany horny-induced, poor judgment. Sometimes these fantasies lead to regrets. But occasionally these fantasies leave behind smoldering embers of burning lust that can fuel one's naughty thoughts for a long time.
Last Friday was such a time; I am still horny as I reflect back on what happened.
I was sitting in our family room where we usually watch TV. I was seated in my chair across the room from where wifey was spread out on the couch. She was watching some home and gardening show as I tapped away on my laptop. My computer work appeared to her to be nothing more than my catching up on emails.
With the back side of the lid of my laptop facing her, I had no worries about the fact that I was actually engrossed in naughty chat at my favorite sex chat site. I had connected with a fellow horny husband who loved talking dirty about his wife, appropriately going by the nickname "FuckMyWife".
As our chat unfolded, I learned that he not only enjoyed dirty talk about his wife, but he had a desire to show me some pictures of her. Like any other guy, I enjoy my share of good porn. But, there is something extra special about real pictures of real women that are shared by their husbands.
Anyhow, we transferred our chat to yahoo to enable him to easily share some pictures with me. Our chat began to take a direction that was guided by our interactions over the pictures he shared.
She was in her early thirties. Her brunette hair hung down to her shoulders. Her body was hot. Looked to be about 5-6ish... probably in the 140's... and tits that had to be D-cups or better.
The first two or three pictures "FuckMyWife" revealed to me were of her fully dressed, albeit sexy as hell. The first was of her standing with the refrigerator door open as she reached for something. She was in a pair of shorts and a tank top. Her shorts hugged her ass and her tank top clung tight to her body, providing a wonderful profile of her curves.
As I chatted and enjoyed the view, I was of course sitting in the same room as my wifey. She had no idea what I was doing. As she watched her TV show, she laid comfortably on the couch utterly unaware of what my eyes and mind were doing.
The other two pictures were of his wife in a Halloween costume. She was dressed up as Little Bo' Peep. A blue and white checkered skirt barely covered her white-panty covered ass. The little blue overall top with shoulder straps was a tight fit. The white top underneath had a plunging neckline. The combination left my eyes crawling over her as I zoomed in on the picture to give me a more detailed look. She was braless. Her nipples were showing through the thin white fabric. Her breasts were being pushed up by the form-hugging overalls top. She was quite the sight!
Our chat began to explore the fantasy of what I would do if she came to my front door for some trick-or-treating. As our chat intensified, my mind began to devour his wife's image.
Meanwhile, my wifey began to get sleepy on the couch. She had already slipped into her evening wear, relaxing on the couch in just a tee and panties. As I tapped away on my keyboard, feverishly fueling my lust for Little Bo' Peep, wifey faded away. I discreetly tugged my shorts down so I could wriggle my cock free, the laptop protecting me from any possibility of wifey seeing if she happened to arouse from her nap and look in my direction.
I continued to explore my chat buddy's wife as he sent another picture. This one almost made me gasp out loud when I got my first glimpse. She stood with both straps of her overalls undone and the plunging neckline of that sheer white top unbuttoned to her belly button. I could see the inner curves and flesh of her tits as her top pulled back from her cleavage.
As I felt my cock twitch, I squirmed to get more comfortable. I glanced at wifey now and then, making sure she was sleeping and I was still in the clear.
