My wife was in sales when we started dating, with a large territory that required a lot of travel to cover.
When she was away we'd talk and text often, and sometimes chat by webcam.
Occasionally if the trip was a long one she'd webchat topless, and a few times when she felt more adventurous we made ourselves cum while the other watched online.
When she's dressed Karen is elegant and beautiful. With curly brown hair and green eyes, she turns heads even in a business suit.
Out of her clothes she moves like a cat, slow and sensuous with small but firm breasts and a tight round ass.
After we has been dating for over a year she made contact with a new prospect and had months where she would travel all week long and only come home on weekends.
One night after a long masturbation session on the webcam there was a knock on her door with room service delivering a glass of wine and a snack.
Feeling horny I dared her to answer the door topless wearing only her thong. I was only a little surprised when she jumped at the idea. A few times on beaches or at pools she'd laid out topless and lifted up, "accidentally" flashing nearby sunbathers.
This time would be no accident. She stood up, ran her fingers through her hair then turned the laptop so that the camera faced the door.
I watched as her shapely ass covered only by a thong wiggled as she walked to the door, then glimpsed her breasts as she stood behind the door and opened it, hiding herself from the hallway and allowing the room service waiter to enter.
I wasn't sure what I'd expected but he wasn't it. He was about half our age and clearly a fit college student.
He didn't look at her behind the door as she asked him to put the tray on the far bed.
First he walked past then she came behind him, pausing to turn the cam a little so the bed became visible.
I could see him arranging the tray them straightening up and looking at her for the first time.
If he was surprised to see a beautiful half-naked cougar standing there in only a skimpy black thong he didn't show it. He just smiled and extended the bill toward her then asked if she needed anything else.
She walked close to him then bent far over the bed examining the tray, and in the process showing him the thin strap of her thong and her bare cheeks.
Then she straightened and turned back toward him, so close that her clearly hard nipples brushed against the skin of her arm.
"You know, if you don't mind, I think I will want one more glass of wine," she told him.
I was surprised, but amazingly turned on that she wanted this stranger to come back and see her breasts again.
The waiter quickly agreed, saying he'd be back shortly before leaving the room.