Pretty much need to read part 1 to enjoy this.
Wednesday evening proceeded with routine activities, read and processed the mail, paid a few bills, checked on the girl's homework and backpacks for morning. Finally, about 9:30 Janet, in a matter-of-fact tone told me, "Give the dog his walk, then take a shower and meet me in bed."
The shower instruction was a pretty good sign that I would be getting some attention in bed. I was ready, in fact I had been ready for three hours. I showered up, slipped on a pair of silk boxers, pulled back the sheets, turned on the news and waited for Janet. I didn't have to wait too long. Janet used the restroom, then returned to the bedroom still wearing her stockings, flared pleated mini skirt, and midriff tied blouse. She stood near the foot of the bed and said, "Let me show you a small part of my new lingerie wardrobe."
Very uncharacteristically, Janet swayed back and forth and undid the knot and remaining buttons on her blouse. The revealed bra was a beautifully embroidered white demi cup bra that delightfully displayed her breasts. This wasn't a Walmart bra or even a Victoria's Secret bra, this had the fancy markings of something from Europe or Asia. It was clear Janet was enjoying herself and delighted with my reactions. She swayed her hips, giggled a little, then undid the hook and zipper on the skirt. The red thong panties were the identical style as the bra only in red. Janet quickly noted she had the complementing colors as well as an identical set in black.
Janet walked toward the bedroom door to latch it, wiggling her bare ass as she walked away from the bed. She returned and approached the bed and when she was near enough, she grabbed my briefs quickly pulling them off. Needless to say, 6 inches of very ready cock stood at attention. Janet slipped off the heeled sandals and climbed on the bed. There was no foreplay unless you count 3 hours of teasing and anticipation as foreplay. Janet quickly straddled my groin; with one hand she pulled the crotch of her thong to the side and with the other steered my cock to its favorite destination. Aided by ample natural lubrication, I was balls deep in seconds. Janet wasn't done teasing, she slipped off one shoulder strap and slid it down her arm so one breast was revealed with a fully aroused nipple and goosebumps on her areola.
The last time Janet had been this aggressive was on our five-year anniversary when she was half drunk and on a Caribbean vacation. She was riding me with gusto, one hand fondling her bare breast and the other rubbing her pussy amongst moans and panting. I was torn between matching her thrusts with my own or remaining passive so I would last longer. Lust won out. I flipped her over in a reversal and pounded her into the mattress with abandoned before erupting almost simultaneously with Janet's tremors and orgasm. This was followed by 15 minutes of passionate kissing and groping before the obligatory bathroom visit and the reality of early morning obligations ended our antics for that night.
My bedtime prayer included a thank you for my wonderful wife and also for a wife that could let go and be a little naughty on occasion. Then my thoughts drifted off toward wondering what else in that locked bedroom might have contributed to Janet's mood and free spirit and if it would continue.
Thursday night was routine, but we scheduled a talk about the apartment after the kids were in bed. Janet joined me in the family room wearing a pair of skintight booty shorts and a matching tank top that gave generous views of cleavage. Janet grinned at my admiring stares and noted, "You seem to like Lisa's taste in clothing."
I was anxious to hear what else was in the previously locked room. Lisa updated me on the status of her efforts to prep the unit for leasing. Several items of furniture were sent to a consignment shop and others given to charity. The kitchen was ready for a new tenant and Janet had sorted through Lisa's bedroom and closet and kept numerous items, sent some to consignment and donated others. It appeared there would be a few thousand dollars of net revenue. Then there was the issue of the previously locked bedroom. As I had not yet been to the room, Janet described the contents. Evidently Lisa was something of an internet influencer, artist and graphic designer. The room housed a rather elaborate computer video studio setup, a substantial collection of printed computer-generated art and a large collection of club wear, lingerie and sex toys.
Janet had uploaded all the art to the cloud and forwarded it to her parents as well as the account and contact information for two studios that were marketing her art. Her parents were proud and appreciative when they realized how successful she had been. Janet didn't see any reason to share knowledge of Lisa's sexy wardrobe and sex toy collection and I was left with inheriting several thousand dollars' worth of high-end computer equipment. While a nice treat, the real treat would be exploring the clothing and sex toy collection in more detail.
Friday night was typically a family night out as Janet and I took the girls to the mall food court and let them order for themselves from the food court vendors. I told Janet I would look forward to her wearing one of the outfits from the locked bedroom for our family outing. She smiled and said she would see if there was something appropriate for wearing in public with the girls. The implication that most of the outfits were not appropriate had me anxious to see the full collection modeled.
