Tamara was so excited; she and Tom were finally going away for a weekend together, just the two of them. However, she was puzzled because Tom would not tell her where they were going. "Tom, if you will not tell me where we are going, how will I know what to pack?" Tamara thought that this would surely be a way to get Tom to tell her their destination.
Unfortunately, her plan backfired. "You do not have to worry about what to pack. I will take care of packing your clothing and toys for you. In fact, I am going to set out the clothing that you will wear while traveling," Tom replied with a sly smile. His eyes dancing with mischief the entire time. Tamara was curious by Tom's response but she trusted him completely so she was not concerned.
Finally, the morning came for their departure. Tamara showered, took the time to blow dry her long dark hair, she smiled thinking of how much Tom enjoyed her long hair. Lastly, she carefully applied her makeup and perfume, knowing that this scent drove Tom crazy with lust. The fact that her husband's desire for her was as strong as her desire for him filled Tamara with pleasure.
Tom had told her that her clothing would be lying on the bed, so she walked into the bedroom to dress excited to see what clothing Tom had chosen. A slow smile spread across Tamara's face. On the bed she found her favorite piece of lingerie, an emerald green corset with black lace covering her large full breasts. Lying with the corset was the matching emerald green g-string, and sheer black stockings. Tamara slipped on the corset and attached the hook and eye closures down the front. She and Tom had already adjusted the ties in the back to ensure a perfect fit.
Just the thought of the way that Tom loved to peel back the lace and enjoy her breasts brought an immediate response from Tamara; she could feel her pussy beginning to become wet. She hoped that they would not be traveling too far; otherwise, the g-string was going to be saturated. One would think that given her almost constant state of arousal, Tamara would become accustomed to wet panties.
After fastening the corset, Tamara sat on the bed, and slipped the stockings over her feet, up her legs and fastened them on the garters which were attached to the corset. She stood in front of her full length mirror for a moment admiring the corset and stockings. Tamara considered not wearing the g-string as she loved the way that the corset and stockings perfectly displayed her bare pussy. She reached down and trailed her fingers along the smooth skin of her pussy.
Slyly peeking to ensure that the door was shut, Tamara slipped a finger into her pussy. To say that Tamara was wet would be a gross understatement. Her finger slid easily into her pussy and her juices pooled around the bottom of her finger and slip into her palm. She brushed her thumb against her clit, which felt like a rock under her thumb. Tamara knew that she could make herself cum in a matter of seconds and seriously considered doing just that.
However, she knew that Tom had worked hard to plan the perfect getaway for the two of them and she did not want to disappoint Tom by sneaking a quick orgasm, despite the fact that she desperately wanted to cum. Tamara quickly removed her finger from her pussy and saw that her finger was coated with her juices. She could not resist licking her juices from her finger and hand.
Geez, she loved the taste of her own pussy. Briefly she wondered if Tom had located a woman to play with the two of them. She was as aroused by the thought of tasting another woman's pussy as Tom was at the thought of watching her enjoy another woman.
Tamara knew she had wasted enough time playing with her pussy and knew that she needed to finish dressing before Tom wondered what was taking her so long. After slipping the g-sting on, enjoying the way that the string felt against her pussy and against her sensitive asshole, Tamara pulled on the high heels that Tom had chosen for her. Lastly, she slipped on the emerald green sundress. She briefly brushed her long hair, placed her hairbrush into her makeup bag and left the bedroom to find Tom.
As she walked into the hallway, she could hear Tom on the telephone. She was curious about why Tom would be making a call when it was time for them to leave.
Unfortunately, her high heels clicked on the hardwood floors alerting Tom to her approach. "That sounds wonderful, I am sure that she will be thrilled. See you then, Bye" Tom said quickly ending his phone call.
Tom knew that Tamara was insane with curiosity and if he knew his little slut, she was also incredibly horny. "Are you ready to leave?" Tom asked as he kissed Tamara. Then said, "Wait, I need to check something first." Holding Tamara close to him, Tom lifted the skirt of her sundress, pulled her g-string down. "Good, I am glad to see that you placed the g-string on the outside of the garters, so that I can remove your panties without disturbing your stockings and garters. Are you horny, Tamara, my little slut?"
Tom did not wait for Tamara to answer; he already knew by her breathing and the look in her eyes that Tamara was horny. While watching Tamara's expression, Tom quickly slid two fingers deep into Tamara's pussy. He knew that she was wet enough to easily accommodate his fingers since he could taste pussy on Tamara's lips and tongue when he kissed her.
As he plunged his fingers deep into Tamara's pussy, she cried out in pleasure, gripping Tom's shoulders tightly. Tamara wondered if Tom was going to tease her or allow her to cum. As soon as she thought this, Tom began sliding his fingers in and out of Tamara's sloppy wet pussy. The entire time Tom is roughly rubbing her clit with his thumb.
"Oh Tom, Oh God, that feels so good. I need to cum Tom! Please Baby, please let me cum. Please!!!" Tamara cried out. Tom did not answer immediately but quicken the pace with his fingers and increased the pressure on her clit. He knew that Tamara would not cum without his permission.
Finally, while looking deep into Tamara's eyes, he said, "Cum NOW!!! Cum for me, you little slut. Cum!!!!"
With Tom's permission, Tamara exploded. The orgasm rocked her body, making her legs tremble, making her entire body tremble. Now, she is holding onto Tom for support. With her grip on his shoulders, his arm around her back, and his fingers buried deep in her pussy, Tamara is able to remain standing. As she reaches the end of her climax, Tom shifts his fingers slightly and Tamara feels herself squirt all over Tom's hand, filling his palm with her fluid.
As Tom removes his fingers from Tamara's pussy, he makes sure not to spill any of her juices. Carefully he pulls her g-string up and into place. After doing this Tom uses his still full hand to ensure that her g-string is snugly in place and in the process saturating Tamara's panties.