As I was getting dressed for the evening, I glanced at my wife putting her makeup on in the mirror of the bathroom. She is beautiful. Thick dark brown hair that falls just past her shoulders. Angel eyes that take your breath away and cum dripping cherry lips that make any mans cock come to life. She was just finishing her mascara when I came up from behind her putting my arms around her and kissing her neck. She loves when I nibble gently just below the ear.
"You look gorgeous", I say as I smell the perfume I gave her for our anniversary.
"You don't look half bad yourself", she said, noticing my new shirt and turning into me kissing me hard on the mouth and caressing the slight bulge in my pants. "Just wait until later. I have a surprise for you."
We have been married three years and although we have had our ups and down as all married couples do, our sexual passion and excitement for each other was as strong as ever. She is younger than me, in her early twenties. I am eight years older.
She said softly, "I am going to fulfill one of your fantasies tonight."
Instantly my dick responses as a million ideas go through my head in a matter of seconds. "Oh yeah? Said I, which one might that be?"
"Oh just the one you talk about every time you fuck me doggy style on the edge of the bed."
"Surely not that one. It's just a story I tell you to get you excited when we have sex."
"Who gets excited?" She demanded. "Not just me that's for damn sure." "Well", she said teasingly as she ran her fingernail across my lips, "we will just have to see how it goes." "Take me out to a nice meal. Wine me, dine me and let me see if I can keep that big boy in your pants hard all night until I say its time."
I love it when she is this way. Dominating, seductive, mysterious. She has my full attention.
"Let me fix my lipstick again, help me with this necklace and I will be ready to go." She is wearing a short black dress, heels, and looks absolutely stunning.
Being a mom and working full time, its not very often we get to go out on the town and get wild like this. I say goodnight to our boys and tell the babysitter we will be home by midnight.
I hold her hand as we walk down the driveway. I open her door and comment again on how beautiful she looks. As I pull out onto the street, she leans over and plays with my hair and the back of my neck. It drives me crazy when she does that.
"Does my lover feel good tonight? She asks with a grin?"
"Absolutely I sayโฆ"
"You know that I love you and adore you right baby? She asks with wickedness in her voiceโฆare you up for some playtime tonight?"
"Oh yeah, I say breathlesslyโฆ"
"Good then. Let me show you something." I glance over as she spreads her legs and lifts her dress. Taking my free hand she says, "feel my shaved pussy." I reach over and discover she is not wearing any panties and indeed her pussy is smooth and bald. She is already wet and I can feel the slickness as she rubs my fingers around and around. I slip a finger inside and just about run off the road. "Whoa there big boy. Lets not have an accident before the night gets started. Let me show you how a woman fingers herself to orgasm." She continued to rub herself and slip one and then two fingers deep inside. She wiggled and moaned and after a few minutes came softly beside me. "Wow that was a great start to our evening", she said as she offered her pussy soaked juice fingers to me. I gladly sucked them and thanked her for shaving her pussy. She knows how much I love to eat her pussy when its clean shaven.
We arrived at favorite restaurant and I got us a table in the back. After a wonderful meal and lots of sexual conversation we decided to go dancing at a local club. We are not smokers, but on occasion when we go out for drinks and dancing, my wife will have a few cigarettes. She knows how just watching her smoke seductively turns me on like nothing else. I stop at a convenience store and pick up her favorite brand. I also get a lighter and some breath mints. Back in the car, I offer her one and light it for her. The wisps of smoke drift aimlessly out the cracked window as she reapplies her lipstick and gloss so that it looks perfect. The dark liner she applied earlier makes her look so sexy. I can't wait to kiss it off. I often call this look of hers "killer lips" and it's my favorite.
"Well Ms. Hollywood, are you ready to go dancing?" I ask as we pull into darkened back parking lot of the club.
Ms Hollywood is my nickname for her because when she is dolled up like, this she certainly could pass for a movie star. It's also her cue to be someone else and to let go of her inhibitions and for her to let her naughty side out.
"Not until I can get a taste of your cock first," she says. She reaches over, unzips my pants and pulls out a very hard cock. She takes a drag off her cigarette. Looks up at me and slowly blows smoke across the head. She flicks her tongue to catch just a taste of my precum oozing out and rubs it with the tip of her fingernail. "Where did this come from?" she asks teasingly? Dipping her finger again into my precum and offering me a taste. At this point I would do anything she has be so excited. "Will you do anything for me?" She asks.
"Yes anything" I answer quickly.
"Anything at all?"
"Anything at all mistress. I am your slave tonight."
"Good" she says, as she takes my cocks deep in her mouth and gently sucks it with long, hard strokes. She senses that I am about to cum and pulls off, saying "not until later babyโฆmuch later. Hold on to that thought. Keep that dick nice and hard for me."
"Yes, mistress" I answer. I zip up my pants; kiss her once more before she reapplies her lipstick and gloss. Then we head inside.
The place is crowded with a college age crowd. Lots of loud music, lots of flashing lights. Lots of horny college boys looking for action. The younger girls are dressed much like my wife. Short dresses, heels, makeup. I enjoy people watching. There are lots to look at. My wife asks me to get her a drink and I leave her alone at the small table and head to the bar. With it being so busy it takes a few minutes for me to get our drinks and find my way back to the table. When I return she is gone. I look around the room and see her dancing with a young black man. After the dance, she brings him over to our table.
"I can't leave you alone for a minute can I?" I say playfully as she introduces Billy to me. Billy is a sophomore at the local college.