My wife, Susan, and I got married pretty young, almost out of high school. As soon as I met her, I knew I had found the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. As perfectly matched as we were, she had never been sexually motivated, I could see glimpses of the sexual animal I wanted to bring out in here from time to time. But, for the most part, it was like watching life through a keyhole, no matter how hard I tried, it seemed like my goal was just a little blurry and certainly out of reach. I wanted to change that.
The hardest part of her not wanting to have sex that often was... her, actually. Susan is a stunning brunette, with shoulder length, curly hair, unruly at times, but framed a beautiful face that had remained unchanged over the years we'd known each other. Her best feature isn't the fact that she's a little taller than normal at 5 foot 7, but her incredible set of 38D cup breasts. She had lacked the curves when we first married and had blossomed into something much more after childbirth, her rear softened up into a nice, well developed set of rounded cheeks. What everyone couldn't see, was the perfectly round, pink nipples that tipped those incredible D cups. Even if I wasn't married to her, it'd be hard to keep my hands off of her, and knowing she was mine, made it even more difficult to only have sex once a month, knowing what that body looked like, naked in my bed and wanting me on it.
Our wedding anniversary was coming up and I made it very clear that I wanted to have sex that night, she kind of gave me the, "Oh, ok... if you REALLY want to," look that I've seen so often with her, usually when I'm on my weekly "let's have sex" begging spree. It always seemed like after I got her in bed and warmed up, she was willing to try pretty much anything I introduced into the bedroom. And the pillow talk we would have while there drove me insane, I could tell there was a real nympho buried deep in my wife, I just had to coax her out. And that was where my plan started to unfold.
The night of our anniversary, we were both dressed casually and she was displaying a little more cleavage than normal with a blouse that hung pretty low. I smiled as I noticed that the neckline was slightly elastic... she wore a lot of those, and I wondered if she did it on purpose, knowing that I enjoyed pulling her shirt down far enough to display even more cleavage.
We went out and did the dinner and movie thing and got back to the house at about 9 pm. The kids were out doing their own thing (on my cue) and we had the house to ourselves. I walked into the living room, shut the drapes and sat down on the couch, looking at the clock on the wall and mentally going over times to make sure my plans go off without a hitch. Susan walks in the room and plops down next to me, looking at me as I reach for the remote.
"Just going to sit there and watch TV, are you? Weren't we going to mess around a little?" Susan said, looking at me suspiciously.
"Want to watch a little TV before we retire to the bedroom?" I said.
"Ok, let's just not spend too much time watching, I'm already starting to get a little tired."
"Fair enough, I figured watching a little 'adult' entertainment would help get you a little warmed up before we start." I had planned this out weeks in advance, so I knew exactly what movie we were going to watch and had already put it on a thumb drive. It was already waiting for me to fire it up on the TV.
I hit play on the TV and the movie starts up, pretty sedate starting with very little story, but increasingly wild action. The first scene was of a pretty typical adult movie couple, a muscular, tanned male and a curvy, fake breasted blonde who works the male over in typical porno style. I look over at Susan and you can tell she's focused on the action and it loving every minute of watching these two writhe on the screen. I reach over and grab her hand and put it on my semi-hard cock. She looked at me, smiles and starts rubbing it through my pants making my member spring to full life.
The scene on the TV had changed to a threesome featuring two women and a man, and by this point, I was hardly watching anything happening up there. Pulling down Susan's shirt a little, I reveal a semi sheer black lace bra - one that I hadn't seen before. Almost as a retaliation for pulling her shirt down, she begins working on my zipper with both hands, her attention divided between the TV and her need to put her hands on my cock. After watching her struggle with it, I help her out and unbutton my pants and unzip my fly, exposing my underwear and my cock shifts over to poke it's big, purple head from the top of my underwear. Not seconds after I unzip, she has it out and starts stroking it with long, deliberate strokes. She has a way of using her thumb to rub right under the head that drives me insane. I'm in heaven.
I nearly lose track of time, but maintain my composure long enough to look up at the clock and realize that the next step of my plan happens at 10 pm, and it's getting close - 5 minutes. I use the time wisely to pull her bra down to expose a stiff, pink nipple. Looking up at her, I notice she's blissfully watching the threesome on TV and stroking my cock absentmindedly. I reach up and put my finger under her chin and draw her attention away from the TV and pull her in for a kiss. Opening my mouth a little further, she reciprocates by opening hers and I work my tongue into her mouth, her tongue mingling with mine.
"Ready to move to the bedroom?" I softly whisper into her ear, kissing it gently.
"I've been ready, I thought you'd never ask." Susan coo's back at me.
With a nod of my head, we head to the bedroom and as soon as we hit the door, she turns and puts her arms around me, kissing me deeply, pulling me into her, and shifting subtly to make sure her body rubs my painfully, partially exposed cock. Reaching down, I pull her blouse over her head, exposing the black lace bra I had only seen the edges of. Looking down, I can clearly see her nipples through the lace. I hadn't planned on leaving it on, but after seeing it, I decide to leave the bra on. Instead, I unbutton her jeans and push them to the floor, revealing a matching set of black sheer lace panties, through which I can see that she's ready for me.
As I reach down to explore the new panties a little, I also realize that she's completely shaved. She knows that drives me insane with passion, I've always had a little bit of a hang up with hair and I love the feel of a cleanly shaved pussy. It feels so sexy when I'm shaved and she's shaved, it seems like if we put any sort of lubrication between us, it's almost a surreal sensation of having both areas sliding around, with nothing but a little lube between us. I leave the panties on and lead her to the bed.
Landing neatly on the bed, with her under me, I reach down and grab her by the wrists, pull them up and say, "How about a little 'restrained' fun?"
"Mmmmm... ok." Susan mutters.
She's always been a little submissive, and I've had a lot of fun tying her up in the past. I've not done it for a while and I'm really looking forward to it. I like to punish my little slave now and again, and this is the night where she's going to give more than she's ever given. I reach over to the nightstand and grab the cuffs and put them on her wrists. We've got a wrought iron bed with a lot of floral scroll work in it, there's plenty of places to latch the cuffs to and I pick a nice spot with her wrists just about the width of her shoulders, making sure she's comfortable.
After the second cuff is in place, I grab some rope I had hidden beneath the pillows and work my way down to her ankles. "Going all out tonight, are we?" Susan purrs.
