A continuation of a Singaporean MILF's "punishment" for having too much naughty fun at a bar with a Caucasian gentleman she picked up on Friday night.
The MILF is a beautiful Chinese lady in her forties living in Singapore. She is five foot five, curvy and voluptuous. She has a nice set of tits and is gym fit. Always naughty, always eager to please and apparently has no qualms about pleasing other men in front of her husband.
She has been "punished" over the past two nights by her husband for her indiscretions on Friday and more is to come.
Sunday Morning.
It was 10 am on a very unusual Sunday Morning. My dear wife had just woken up, and was struggling to get out of bed. I could understand why. Over Friday and Saturday, she had been brought to orgasms by two different sets of fingers, taken cum in her mouth from two different men and fucked to climax a number of times, and the weekend is not over yet.
I walked into the bed room with a cup of hot coffee and she was pleasantly surprised by it. I showed her the remnants of the night dress that I ripped off her the night before and she smiled. She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get ready for a Sunday with the kids.
Sunday flew by quickly. Brunch with the kids, visit to the park and dinner at a friend's place. All the while, I didn't discuss what happened over the past two nights with my wife, only exchanging dirty looks from time to time. However, I did notice a change in her. She was wearing a revealing sundress all day and underneath was a set of matching lacy bra and thongs.
Throughout the day, she was unusually chatty and flustered, almost flirty. Her dress was revealing and there were a few wardrobe malfunctions through the day, resulting in flashes of her sexy lingerie being exposed. She didn't seem to mind and was almost proud of it. She had been enjoying champagne since brunch and I could see it having an effect on her. I even caught our male friends checking out her exposed thighs and cleavage at dinner.
Just before dinner while she was getting the food ready in our friend's kitchen by herself, I surprised her by patting her bum under her flowing dress. She turned around and grinned naughtily at me and smiled. I could faintly feel the moisture in her thong.
Evening.
Drinks flowed throughout dinner and by the time we left for home, the kids were half asleep and my wife was high from the alcohol and I think from the teasing she had been doing. When we got home, the kids were out cold and we tucked them into bed, getting ready to retire to our bedroom.
In the Bedroom.
As soon as we entered our bedroom, I spun my wife around and pushed her against the bedroom wall. She was a little surprised but was too high to resist. I reached down to her thighs with my right hand and slowly moved my fingers up her inner thighs. She glared at me but said nothing. Before I could reach the seams of her G-String, I felt moisture. Her juices had dripped down her inner thighs. I continued to probe, reaching my fingers to the front of her G-string. It was soaked. Without hesitation, I reached under her fabric for a closer inspection.