Jake awoke from his slumber and cracked opened his eyes to the sight of his wife wearing sexy sheer black lacy underwear and stockings.
Jane leaned forward, causing the weight of her breasts to stretch the thin material of her flimsy bra.
"Did you hear me Jake?" she asked. "Emily's musical, Wednesday, 7:00 pm," she instructed. Jake could feel his heart spring to life in his chest.
"What are you doing in those?" he asked, sitting up.
Jane turned and walked away toward the master bedroom. "I just bought them and thought I'd try them on before my shower," she explained. "Did you hear me about Emily's musical?"
Jake watched her fleshy, but shapely, ass shake like gelatin. He noticed that her black lacy bra barely covered her nipples. Her black panties were tiny and sheer, with strings along the sides. Her silky black stockings hugged her shapely legs up to her mid-thigh. Her breasts swayed and shook under the thin material. Jane had the come-and-get-it walk and it made Jake wanted to jump on her right then and get it on.
Jane was now standing next to the bed. "Did you hear me about Emily's musical?" Jane continued to pester Jake, knowing that Jake's mind was lost.
Jake walked toward the bedroom to watch her.
"Yes, I heard you," Jake lied. All he knew was that it was something about Emily and music.
Jane could feel Jake's eyes on her. She pretended not to notice as she put a foot on the bed and bent forward. Jake pretended to be reading a piece of mail but was peeking through the open door.
Jake could hardly contain his lust. "You look good in those naughty things." Jake hoped that Jane would ask him to make love to her, even though it was not scheduled for several days.
"Since you like them, I'll wear them for you sometime." Jane continued to go about her business.
Jake could feel his cock getting hard at the image of his wife.
Jane knew that Jake was spying on her. She slowly slid her fingers under the stocking, gliding it down to her ankle and off of her foot.
It reminded her of her carefree days many years ago, when she worked at a gentleman's club as an exotic dancer. It was good money for a young woman in college with a need for excitement. She had forgotten how much she loved being an exhibitionist. She never imagined that one day she would have to stimulate her husband.
She repeated the same erotic tease for the other leg. The little voice inside her head reminded her to dip her lower back, stick out her butt, keep her head up, and maintain good posture. She turned her back to the open door and lowered a bra strap from her shoulder. She repeated the same for the other shoulder and then reached behind to unfasten the bra. She stretched out her arm and dropped the bra on the bed next to the stockings. She lowered her panties down slowly over her ass and let them drop to her ankles. She stepped out of the panties with one foot and with the other foot, she kicked them behind her onto the bed. Now, totally naked, she ran her fingers through her hair and sashayed into the master bath and closed the door. Wearing the sexy intimates and teasing Jake had stimulated something deep within her. Working to tease and stimulate Jake was causing her to become hot and wet. She turned on the water for a shower.
Jake was in a helpless trance. His cock was growing like a spring flower in his shorts. He walked into the bedroom and looked down at her flimsy underwear left on the bed in a heap. He carefully lifted her panties with his thumb and index finger. He felt the silky material and noticed a darker shade spread across the crotch, evidence of his wife's arousal. Jake held the panties to his nose, breathing in the pungent scent of her pussy ready for sex. He felt an urge to bust through the bathroom door and take her in the shower. Feelings were stirring inside of him that he had not felt in years. Jake's mind was racing with naughty thoughts of his wife. Their recent conversations had caused him to feel a toxic mixture of jealousy and desire. Jake opened the front of his boxers and pulled out his hard cock. He couldn't help but stroke his shaft. The head of his cock had become swollen and purple.
"Damn, I've got a nice dick," he thought to himself. "I can't believe Jane takes this big missile so easily," Jake said, complimenting himself, secure in the knowledge that he was endowed above average. His balls hung down and seemed to have been refilled. Jake thought of Jane's scantily clad body as he massaged the head of his cock. "I forgot how sexy she can be. It's no wonder another man noticed her at the pub. She's an expert at flirting and teasing," he reflected.
Meanwhile, Jane was enjoying the hot water from the shower and began to caress her breasts with her soapy hands. She pinched her erect nipples and let one hand drop down to her crotch. She straddled her feet apart to open her legs and easily inserted her middle finger into her cunt, while her thumb rubbed her clit. She thought about Jake and the turmoil she had left him in. She wished for once he would be unpredictable and bust through the bathroom door and take her. Sadly, Jane knew that Jake wouldn't interrupt her and do anything without prior planning. He was such a good boy.
Jane's nipples were sensitive and erect. Her moist pussy was begging for relief. She had now inserted two fingers and was giving her pussy a good workout. She could feel waves of water cascading down from the shower onto her wet skin, massaging her naked body. She was imagining that Jake had broken through the bathroom door and was wild with desire and lust. Electric jolts ran through her body as she worked herself.
Only the closed bathroom door kept them from observing each other pleasuring themselves. Jake glared at the intimate underwear in an erotic haze. He could feel his semen boiling up, ready to spew out of him. He thought of his horny wife with her legs spread open and her wet pussy waiting for his cock, any cock. He knew Emily was in bed, asleep.
"What the hell," he said.
Jake grabbed the bathroom doorknob and easily turned it.
Jane thought that she heard the sound of the door opening but dismissed it, as she was lost into an erotic world of pleasure. She thought of the young man at the bar who had so brazenly hit on her. He had made it clear that he wanted her.
"Jane, I'm coming in," Jake warned, but Jane was so lost in her own little world that she didn't hear him. Jake removed his clothes and was naked. His cock was raging hard and ready to surprise his wife. He drew back the shower curtain and stepped in. His heart jumped when he witnessed his wife with one hand on her breast and her other hand furiously working her cunt. He grabbed her arm by the elbow and pulled her to him.
"AH!" Jane yelped as she felt her heart jump in her chest.
"I caught you being a naughty girl," Jake accused her with a wicked grin.
"Jake, you scared me, what are you doing?" Jane began to cover her breasts with her arms.
"Seeing you in those little panties made me horny," Jake said, and he playfully slapped his hard cock against Jane's side. Jake wondered about his wife secretly fantasizing and pleasuring herself. "I hope you were you thinking of me?" Jake knew that his wife was fantasizing about someone. The thought made his mind run wild with carnal thoughts.
Jane was surprised that Jake had come in the shower with her. "I never thought you would do this," she said, acting coy.
"You've been in a teasing mood lately," Jake said. He began to caress her waist and hips with his soapy hands. Jane loved the intensity of the surprise and wanted to encourage it.
"If you think I've been a tease, then you should slap my ass," Jane told Jake.
"What?" Jake was stunned by her suggestion.
"Do it," Jane demanded. She felt a gentile slap on her ass. She was tempted to laugh at the lame attempt but held it back. "That's it, again but harder," she encouraged, as she put her foot on the edge of the tub. "You should spank me for being a naughty tease," she goaded him.
