My wife Leah is the sexiest woman I've ever known. She has everything a man could want: beauty, brains, a sense of humor and a sex drive that is unmatched. Our relationship has always been open and passionate. Partly because she and I both have enormous sex drives, partly because we fulfill each others fantasies. You see Leah is a bit submissive sexually, and I am just the opposite. In every other aspect of our lives we're complete equals. But when it comes to sex, and specifically pleasing me or fulfilling my fantasies, Leah is completely mine. She knows this, and loves this.
Even though she knew up front that she was mine completely I don't always think she fully understood what that meant until a little while after we were married. Leah fooled around with a few boys in high school and college but, when we got together, she had only slept with one man before me. That was her ex-husband. So although she was always horny and an amazing lover she wasn't extremely experienced, which made things even more exciting for both of us.
I had established a pattern of making her do little things that turned me on outside of the house to ease her into her new role as my submissive sexual partner. It's one thing for a woman to want to belong completely to the man in her life...it's another to live out that fantasy. So from time to time I would have her wear clothing that was too revealing, or leave her underwear at home...small things, yet sexy. For her birthday I had bought her a new skirt and very tight fitting stretch t-shirt. Now I guess I should tell you something about her? Leah is average height, about 5'6" with small but perfect breasts and a lovely trim, but not skinny, body. She keeps herself in good shape and shaves her pussy just the way I like it. Her hair is short brown with blonde highlights and she has amazing light green eyes that light up like suns gone nova when she comes. This was the woman who walked downstairs to greet me in her new clothes on a warm southern Friday night.
"Hey baby" she said. "We going to dinner or a movie or what tonight?" I just looked at her and told her that she would find out when we got there.
"Now take off your panties" I instructed. She hesitated. This was the first time I had her take off her panties when she was wearing a short skirt. "Do it." She hesitated again. "Who do you live to please?"
"You" she answered. "Anything for you" she said as she looked into my eyes and slowly pulled off her panties. Leah always wore garter belts and real stockings, no cheap underwear or bad lingerie. She loved the feeling of sexy things against her skin and loved the way those same things made me go wild with excitement. I walked over to tell her how beautiful she was and give her a long, slow kiss.
Knowing that the kiss would lead to more and my plans for the evening would be disrupted I managed to pull back. It's never easy to put any space between yourself and a woman as hot as Leah. I could almost feel the heat from her pussy radiating through her skirt. I know she had to be wet already and we hadn't even left the house.
We left for dinner. Nothing fancy, just a local "casual dining" establishment in our area. One, however, that on weekends was frequented more by the late teen/early 20's college boy crowd. Sure, a few ancient 30 year olds like us were around, but not many. The greeter told us there would be a 30 minute wait. "Fine," I said and we headed for the small benches out front to enjoy the warm night air and listen for them to call our name.
As we sat down on the benches I gave Leah her first instructions of the night. "You cannot cross your legs. Not once, not ever, not until we get home."
She looked more than a little nervous and said "I don't know. This skirt is short, and it's thick material so it just sits there. It wouldn't take much for someone to see right up my skirt." She said this as she looked at me, but she made no effort to cross her legs.
I just looked at her and said "it makes my cock hard just thinking about it. Remember, you are mine body and soul. Understand?"
"Yes," she said.
"Do you want to turn back? This is your one and only chance. From here on out, for as long as we're together, I'll not ever give you another opportunity to defy me sexually," I told her.
She looked me in the eyes, put one hand on my leg and said "I want you more than anything I've ever known. Pleasing you is all that matters to me, all that brings me pleasure. I love you, I want you. I'm yours forever, body and soul. I'll make any fantasy you want come true," and she kissed me.
While we were talking a car with two young men pulled up and parked in the space right in front of our bench. They looked to be in their early 20's. Typical kids who spend their whole life in a rich suburb but want to be tough and on the edge types. As they were piling out I could see the guy in the passenger seat looked up and must have caught a good look right up Leah's skirt because he froze and his eyes got big. I noticed this out of the corner of my eye but didn't turn to look at him right away. Leah hadn't seen it. After his friend passed in front of the car and looked back to see what was taking him so long he broke off his staring and they headed for the front doors. As they walked past I could hear the driver say, "Mike, dude, don't zone out on me," as they disappeared into the door. It had only been five minutes or so since we sat down so I knew they wouldn't have a table inside ready for them unless they were meeting someone. Sure enough a minute later they came back out grumbling about the wait but not leaving either. I overheard enough to know the driver's name was Tom. Mike and Tom strolled back to hang out by their car and wait and, as I soon noticed, so that Tom could smoke. Mike didn't light up, but he did position himself so that he could glance over Tom's shoulder to where Leah was still sitting, legs uncrossed as commanded, not really aware of what was going on as we idly chatted.
I didn't really know if Mike had enough light to really see everything because it was already pretty dark outside. However there were a number of lights on the street and Leah has nice, trim legs so there wouldn't just be two thighs pressing together inside her skirt. Her beautiful full pink pussy lips might be there for him to just barely make out. Or else he could see that her legs were spread and he was trying his damndest to see what might be there. Either way it was turning me on, and interestingly enough he didn't seem to be bringing Tom in on the secret. Tom seemed to yammering away about some problem with his girlfriend or something along those lines.
Turning my attention back to Leah I decided to let her know she had an admirer. "Sweetheart, see that boy over there," I said nodding slightly towards my left shoulder and Mike across the parking lot, "I think he is killing himself to look right up your skirt." Her eyebrows arched a little but she made no sudden moves. Instead she shifted her eyes slightly to take him in and then was very still, maybe even holding her breath. Just then I swear she shifted ever so slightly and opened her legs just an inch further. I heard Mike cough suddenly and knew that if couldn't see anything before this had changed things. To confirm this I looked back over my shoulder and saw him with his eyes as big as before. His buddy Tom must have really been distracted by whatever had him upset because he seemed oblivious to the whole change.
I watched Leah now. I could see little beads of perspiration forming on her neck between her collar bones. The color around her cheeks was coming up to a brighter shade of red, though by no means a blush, and her conversation with me had slowed to almost nothing. I looked into her eyes and held her gaze for a long moment before asking her how she felt showing her pussy to a stranger at her husbands command.
"I feel warm all over. Fast. Nervous. Horny. I want to know what he's thinking, and I want to keep doing it, and I want to take your cock out and taste it right this second...I want everything. I want to know if this is what you want." I told her it was. That she was my fantasy and every dream I had ever known. She smiled and shifted down an inch more, letting her skirt ride up her thighs a bit and I'm sure letting in more light to show off what so few men had ever seen before. My cock jumped in my pants.
Just as I thought she was going to start panting our name was called over the loudspeaker. Leah looked away from me and after all this time met Mike's gaze dead on. He was so shocked he just froze. She stood, slowly, smiled and took my arm as we entered the restaurant. We were seated at a table on the right side of the building and got down to the business of dinner. A few minutes later Mike and Tom were escorted in to a table down the row and on the opposite side of the aisle. As they began to sit Tom took the seat facing our table, and Leah. Mike quickly gestured something and there was a couple seconds of conversation resulting in their switching sides. He must have been looking for Leah and would probably have offered Tom a cash bribe for that seat. Hell, for all I know he did. I watched all this over my right shoulder and just smiled at Leah.
There she sat, legs apart, looking like the most excited and beautiful thing I had ever known. Knowing she was enjoying this and satisfied that my evening had worked out so far just as I imagined we ate dinner and chatted about the little day to day aspects of our life. As we finished and the waitress came by to collect the check I noticed Tom getting into an agitated conversation on his Cell phone. Leah looked at me and said "only a woman can get a man that tied up in knots."
"Good point," I said "unless he's gay." She laughed and nodded as her eyes sparkled in the lower light. Mike must have not wanted to be party to this because he got up and headed for the men's room. Just after Mike left Tom jumped up from the table, cursed something into the phone while tossing down a $20 and headed for the door. 30 seconds later we heard engine noises and saw Tom's car peel out of the parking lot. I knew Mike was fucked. Shaking our heads at the craziness of youth Leah and I headed for the door.
I don't exactly know what got into me to stop, but rather than walking straight to our car I paused outside by the benches. "Let's hang out for a second and get some after dinner air" I said. Leah looked at me curiously but didn't seem to mind.
A couple of minutes later Mike burst out of the door muttering "son of a bitch" over and over under his breath. He looked pissed and confused, all at the same time.
"Your buddy seems to have abandoned you" I said.
He looked back at me and Leah and I could tell his first reaction was 'shit, I looked at this guy's wife's pussy...he's going to kill me' but after a second necessity conquered fear and he said "Yeah, little shit. I wasn't really up for hoofing it home tonight."
"Maybe I can help, how far away do you live?" I could feel Leah squeeze my hand a little tighter. Obviously she didn't know what I was up to. I couldn't tell if she was excited or nervous or both.
"Not too far" he said. He was right, his house was only a couple miles past ours. While I had planned on hitting a movie after dinner I figured this would be more interesting.
"Well," I said "I'd be glad to give you a lift. Unless you think we're likely to kill you and make your skin into a hat." He laughed. Good sign.
