In the early morning light of what promised to be a sweltering summer day, she lay in bed and looked at her sleeping husband. He was sprawled on his back, hands behind his head, with the covers down around his waist. As her eyes traveled from his face to his chest to his stomach, she noticed how nicely the new exercise program was working for him. Even at rest, she could see the definition in his chest and abs. She looked lower.
With just a slight movement, she moved the sheet a bit farther down his body. She smiled as she saw that his penis – no, his cock (penis is best used for when it is in a resting state, cock is much more suitable for when it is hard and pointing right at you) was awake, even if he wasn't.
She licked her lips. She thought about how nice it would be to lean over and suck on that cock, almost to the point of no return. Then she would gently straddle her husband and slowly slide his cock deep inside her. How wonderful it would be to watch him wake up to the realization that his wife was riding him to a fantastic orgasm. She licked her lips again and began to lean towards him.
Just then, she heard their youngest son over the baby monitor. Sigh. Oh for the days before they had kids. Those lazy weekend mornings when they could wake up together, make love, doze, make love again, etc. She waited a moment to see if he'd go back to sleep, but no such luck. She glanced at her husband one last time, pulled the covers back up to his waist, and got out of bed. Guess she'd have to wait until after the boys' bedtime tonight.
She went about her usual morning activities: breakfast for the boys, feed the cat, wake husband with a kiss (and a quick squeeze), exercise, etc. When she was finally able to pass the boys off to her husband, she got in the shower. As she lathered up her body, it was easily aroused by thoughts of her morning “almost” interlude. She quickly sought out her clit and fingered herself to the brink of orgasm and then stopped. She had decided; today she was going to be a tease.
After her shower, she dried off quickly and dressed appropriately for her task. She put on her white thong panties and white push-up bra. Then she slipped on her favorite sundress. It was pale pink with tiny dark pink rosebuds all over. It had little buttons from the hem to the neckline. She left several buttons at the neckline open, low enough to make sure that her “pushed-up” cleavage was easily visible. She left quite a few buttons at the hem open too. She wanted to flash as much leg as a mother of two could reasonably get away with...maybe a bit more. She looked at herself in the mirror. Not too shabby, she thought. She remembered a similar dress she used to wear when they were dating in college. Back then, she used to tease him by not wearing a bra or panties under that dress. He always loved the “easy access” it provided him. She grinned at the memory.
When she walked out of the bedroom, her husband immediately stopped rough-housing with the boys and gave a low whistle. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head! She gave a quick turn and a little smirk. She knew that the day was going to be fun.
Throughout the day, she did everything she could think of to tease her husband. She made sure he got plenty of views of her cleavage and her legs. She'd brush against him when they passed each other. She'd grab a quick squeeze of his butt. She played footsie under the table. She nibbled on his neck while he was on the computer. She blew in his ear when he was reading. She'd kiss him a bit longer and press herself a bit closer than she normally would. She did all she could to ensure that she'd get the hard fucking that she was craving. The looks he'd been giving her confirmed that it was working.
In the late afternoon, when their youngest was napping in his crib and their oldest was playing in his room, her husband grabbed her in the den. He pulled her close, held her tight, and kissed her passionately. She could feel his cock pressing against her. She melted into his kiss. His hands slid down her back and he gently squeezed her bottom.
He stopped suddenly when he didn't feel any panty lines through her dress. He pulled back a little and looked at her questioningly. She grinned and said, “Thong.” His eyebrows shot up. She slipped out of his grasp and turned her back to him. She lifted up the back of her skirt and flashed him. Before he could do anything, their oldest called out for her. As she turned to go, her husband grabbed her by the wrist and said in a very low tone, “What a naughty little tease you are.” She gasped and her pulse quickened. Did that mean what she thought it did? With a playful swat on her bottom, he let her go. A bit distracted, she went to see what their son needed.
Her mind whirled. When they were first married, her husband caught her reading spanking stories online. They decided to give it a try. They found out that it was a big turn-on for both of them with him as the spanker and her as the spankee. It was never a serious thing, just something fun they did for variety. It always ended in fantastic sex. They were able to continue their play after the birth of their first child by using a room at the opposite end of the house. Once their second child was born however, they no longer had a room in which to play. So their spanking activities had been non-existant for almost two years. She wondered if he had something “special” in mind for her tonight.
Now the tables had been turned. For the remainder of the day, she was teased by her husband! He employed all of the same tricks that she had used on him earlier plus a few extra. Instead of grabbing her butt, he'd give it little swats with whatever was at hand – kitchen towel, spatula, wooden spoon, magazine, his hand, etc. She was aroused, excited, and nervous all at the same time. She wondered what would happen later.
Somehow she managed to get through the evening routine – preparing and eating supper, cleaning up afterwards, bathing the boys, etc. Finally it was bedtime for the boys. Before she headed back to help their oldest, her husband took her aside and told her not to put on her pajamas (which she would normally do after putting their oldest to bed). Again, her pulse raced as she looked up into his eyes. She nodded. He went off to put their youngest to bed while she dealt with the older one.
