** This is a fantastic tale involving fictional characters, and some anatomical features accentuated for increased action **
Nick and Liz pulled up their driveway, stopped and get out of their car. He walked around and opened up her door for her; helping her out of the car he got a great look at her long tan legs as she stood up. He followed her closely to the front door; admiring her amazing body silhouetted by the porch light. As they got closer, he could see how beautiful she looked in her dress once again. It was a long black strapless number with a slit all the way up one side, which hugged her tight enough to accentuate her hourglass figure and show off her perky round ass, but still giving him a view of her leg all the way up to her hip. It stopped about mid calf, she topped it all off with a pair of six inch high heels. When the got up to their door and wandered inside she turned around to look back at her husband as he closed the door. She loved how he looked in a suit, he was already a big broad man, but the well fitted suits he wares fell across his shoulders made him look even more powerful and sexy. Once he turned back around she found herself looking directly into Nick's eyes, and that is why she loved her six-inch heels. This would have been a normal occurrence for most people, but Nick was 6'6" and she 6 foot tall. The were both extremely tall people, but when standing next to each other they looked completely normal.
He pulled Liz in close by the small of her back for a kiss. Before their lips met she was able to wiser, "That was an amazing dinner, love," to her husband. They had just gotten back from their five-year anniversary dinner; they had gone to a five star restaurant in the city where Nick's boss got him a reservation. Her wait shifted onto him while their tongues danced in each other's mouth. She pulled away a little soon for Nick's liking, but as he held her in his arms looking into her eyes she said, "Honey, I need to run upstairs and get you one last present." He was surprised as to what it might be seeing how he already got her a diamond necklace, and she'd bought him the handsome watch he wanted. He pondered it as he watched her perfect ass slowly walking up the stairs. She turned around and told her husband to go get comfy on the couch while he wait, she told him that she would be a couple minutes.
He walked through the foyer to the living room pulling off his tie and undoing the first few buttons of his shift exposing his bare chest, his mind wandered from what this present could be to how amazingly sexy his wife was. He had always known Liz to be the most beautiful creature on earth. He met her in college. Specifically the co-ed sauna, she had just finished a yoga class and he came from a long swim. The yoga really kept her body tight, toned and flexible. It was actually after her first yoga class that they had met; she had been a gymnast when she was younger but grew from 4'8 to 6' tall during her freshman and sophomore years of high school so had to change from performing to coaching. She continued coaching younger girls throughout high school and most of college. After her freshman year of college she decided that she wasn't as toned as she would have liked and took up yoga the beginning of the next year. When Nick first say her in that sauna, he would never have thought that any of the problems she saw with her body was there. They actually caught each other eyeing the other up. She had a lot to look at too, a big muscular chest with well-defined pecs and abs. He always loved football and he looked like a big football player, but excluding family games on Thanksgiving hadn't played since he tore cartilage in his knee his freshman year of high school. This caused him to focus more on schoolwork, which he did enjoy, but he also needed a low impact exercise to keep him fit. He found swimming; he really took to it and loved doing laps in a gym pool.
In the sauna they scooted closer and began talking, he had eventually asked her out before they left the sauna. He loved reminiscing about meeting his wife, but began thinking of her body again. She was the tallest woman he had ever met, with long toned legs with just a hint of muscle. She had very wide hips, but they were in great proportion with her height. Her ass was round and tight and just so perky. Her slender waist and taught stomach led up to her glorious rack. He loved her perky boobs; they were D-cups, which looked like a perky pair of c on her chest. She had bright pink nipples that almost pointed up when erect on her perky boob, and her areolas were a nice pink contrast to her tanned skin. Before he could fantasize about any more of his wife, he heard her on the stairs.
After Liz saw her husband walk into the living room, she dropped her dress off her body as she walked to the bedroom. She finished getting naked feeling her body beginning to react to her thoughts of what was to come next. She got out the sexy lingerie she bought to wear for her husband and began putting it on, thinking back to how she came to the decision to do this for him. She had been talking to her co-worker Olivia, both executive assistants at a large corporation downtown. Olivia had a talent of being able to get anyone to open up about their sexlives like it was nothing odd to talk about in the company's lunchroom. They chatted about how Liz and Nick's anniversary was coming up, and as would always happen when talking to Olivia their conversion turned to Liz's sexlife. Liz explained that lately they had both been slacking and had lost the passion they had in college and the first year of their marriage.
"I love him, and love sex with him, but we just haven't had much time lately," Liz explained.
"We've both been working so much, but he will be getting a promotion at his office soon and will be less stressed and won't have to work any more nights."
"Well then you should use you anniversary to begin spicing things back up," Olivia suggested.
"We were never really that 'spicy' but we were passionate."
"You should get more crazy with him, every guy loves that, and you'll love what he does for you."
"I do like when he's a little rough with me."
"I can just imagine," Olivia winked at Liz, "Go out and get the sexiest lingerie that you can find, go buy a really sensual porno, and put on a really good show for him on you anniversary."
"I suppose I could do that, I've never really worn lingerie."
"You'll love it. You just have to do two things to spice it up - tell him that he needs to take advantage of you, and leave your high heels on."
"I think I would love that," Liz giggled.
"Oh and you have to go get a Brazilian wax, take off all the hair, he won't know what to do with himself, but he will know what to do with you," she giggled at her implication.
Liz, finding her mind back in the present, grabbed the porn she had bought. She put her red heels back on and headed down the stairs.
She could see Nick relaxing on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table. Once her feet hit the foyer floor, Nick turned around and as she stepped into the soft light of the living room his jaw dropped. He was speechless. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, his wife wearing lingerie, she never wears lingerie. She stood their as he took it all in, first he noticed that she had put back on her sexy red high heels, but was now wearing sheer black stockings with lace tops. The stockings were clipped onto the braces of the black lace and silk corset that was pulling her waist even waspier. She was wearing a bright red silk thong that barely covering her pussy. She topped it all off with a bright red lace bra, that was pushing her big perky tits even higher than normal. He then noticed that it wasn't the bra doing this it was a shelf-topped corset.
His cock began getting hard and Liz, noticed from the entryway. As she began walking seductively toward the kitchen she asked Nick if he wanted a drink. He replied, "Beer," in a choked tone still getting used to seeing his wife wearing what she was. She said nothing else, walking into the kitchen she realized that the fridge faced the couch and that she should give her staring husband something to look at. She bent over at her hips, making sure to stick her ass out toward the living room. Nick saw the tiny string of his wife's thong stretched tightly between her cheeks and her puffy lips straining against the little bit of fabric there was there. Liz popped the tops off the bottles and walked back towards her husband, grabbing their universal remote on the way and putting on some music with a good dancing rhythm.
She kicked his feet from the coffee table to the floor, setting the beers down on the table. Liz looked seductively behind her and saw her husband's big dick straining against his pants, and his finger reaching up toward her backside. Liz turned around quickly, and grabbed his hands. "No touching while I'm dancing for you, baby," she told him. His had had been drawn to her pussy when she bent over, noticing that she had already soaked the silk material covering what he knew to be her puffy pink lips.
She began to give her husband a lap dance. She had never done this before, but she knew that she just needed to move seductively while shaking her tits in his face or grinding her ass all over his lap. She found that she loved watching him drool as she pressed her cleavage into his chest and face, and the feel of his cock twitch against her ass and pussy. She kept dancing for him until she decided that it was time to tell him about the porno, and to let him get his dick out of his pants. He couldn't believe his wife just gave him a lap dance, but he loved it and just wanted to pull all of her clothes off and take her then.
Liz flipped off the music and reached behind the couch to grab the porn to show Nick. She handed him the box, and took the DVD to put into the player.
"What is this?" Nick asked.
"Something I bought for us to watch together," Liz replied.
"You want to watch a porn with me?"
