I'll never forget that night. The night my wife showed me just how, well just how incredibly horny she can be.
A little about my wife and I. We are both in our 30's. I stand about 5 foot 8, average build. Not fat but not ripped either. My wife stands about 5 foot. She's usually a nice 34 or 36 bust, with nice ample D cups. Not to mention she has such great curves and an ass that drives me crazy. At the time of this story she has a little extra baby weight, and her lovely breasts are slightly larger than normal.
My story starts on a Friday afternoon. I was at work, and she was home with our four year old daughter and our new six week old daughter.
It was around 4 o'clock. The day was almost over. I had gotten up from my desk for some reason or another, but that's not important. When I returned I saw on my phone that I had a picture message. I figured it was from my wife, probably a picture of the girls. I opened it, expecting to see my girls.
But was I in for the surprise of my life.
It was a picture of my wife. She was standing in front of a mirror, taking a picture of herself. She was wearing a tank top, and she had one of the straps slid down, and one of her lovely breasts out. In one hand she held the phone, the other was playing with the exposed tit.
Also catching me off guard was the caption she wrote. I'll never forget it.
"I'm so horny right now. My tits are like melons. If you take me out to dinner tonight, I will blow your dick off."
I stood there, just staring at her picture, re reading what she wrote and immediately my cock grew to full attention.
I quickly responded. "Be waiting in the car when I get home. Although I may have to wait a bit before I stand up to come home."
She responded, "Why don't you go in the bathroom and show me why you can't stand."
I figured why not, don't want to disappointing a horny woman. I put my phone in my pocket and made my way to the men's room. Luckily I work in a small office so it was empty. I locked myself in the stall and took out my phone. I unbuttoned my jeans and my cock immediately sprang out. I snapped a quick picture and sent it.
"You see what you do to me?"
"Yes. I need you to rub my breasts. Will you rub them for me?
"Baby I will rub you anywhere you want."
No response for a few minutes, until I received another picture.
The caption read, "You can touch everything you see." This time she had sent a picture of herself standing in front of a full length mirror, completely nude.
I was in total shock, my eyes bulging and my cock throbbing. All I could do was text her back, "Baby I will touch you everywhere. I'll be home as soon as I can."
After that she had to get back to the baby. Needless to say all I could think about for the rest of the day was getting home to my hot, horny wife.
I drove home as fast as I could. My wife greeted me at the door. She was still wearing the tank top from the earlier picture. I immediately noticed how tight it is against her ample chest, and I start getting hard again. We kissed passionately, her arms around my neck and my hands running over her ass, hips and making their way to her breasts.
We broke our kiss and she says, "I just fed the baby, so we should go eat now while she's asleep."
"Ok let me just go upstairs and change."
She follows me upstairs and into our bedroom. We immediately start kissing again, and this time my hand goes right up under her shirt and I start massaging her breast. We continue to kiss, until we hear our 4 year old coming up the stairs. I change my shirt, my wife grabbed herself a sweater, and we made our way out the door.
The drive to the restaurant was like normal. We decided where to go and made our way there. We arrived, made our way inside and we're almost immediately seated, as they weren't crowded.
Our meal was rather uneventful. My wife and I enjoyed our dinners, our four year old are as well as can be expected, and our newborn slept in her carrier.
Apparently my wife was still just as horny as she was earlier. At some point she decides to start teasing me. She started looking at me with a slight smile on her face.
"What? What's with the look?" I asked.
"Look. Look down." She replied.