I still can't figure out whether it was planned or spontaneous. But I'll tell you the story. My wife and I have been married for 15 years now and 5 children later we are still very much in love. But you can probably imagine how difficult it is to find those special moments alone.
We were both virgins when we met, not because we weren't interested in sex but because we had both made a decision to keep God's rules for marriage. The months leading up to our marriage were the hardest I had ever endured. We saved intercourse for marriage but we had done some heavy petting and kissing. Someday I'll tell you the story of our first night but you'll have to wait for that.
Though we had a standing start we really got into sex. We were adventurous but made sure we never crossed at line. We figured that God made marriage between two people, what they did was their business, and not anyone else's. So although we looked at some porn once in a while for ideas everything we did was private.
But somewhere down in my wife's psyche was just a little bit of an exhibitionist. Our first car we got together was a big old Grandpa car, an Olds 88, with a luxurious front bench seat. Maybe because of the fond memories we had of our pre-marital petting in the car, we made use of that seat. We would begin holding hands and talking, but soon I would be caressing her breasts and then her legs and then he inner thighs, and then I would finger fuck my wife for miles. The Big car made her feel safe and she would be well hidden from any passing cars. But she would hold her legs up in the window making it clear to anyone who saw just exactly what was going on, though none but me got the enjoyment of seeing her dripping cunt and feeling her writhing on my fingers as she would cum.
We usually made it home in time for me to fuck her in our bedroom, but more than once we had to find a vacant turn off to let me join in the fun.
So I wouldn't have thought my wife would be into showing off, and technically she didn't. After several jobs and several kids I took a job as a pastor of a small country church. It was a beautiful place with a big parsonage for my growing family. Each Sunday I would preach and my family would sit, my four kids filling almost the whole pew. Then our youngest was born, and one of the feature of the church became well appreciated. Back when the church was built it included a balcony, but as the population dwindled in the area the seating wasn't needed. So, long before I came, the balcony had been converted into a nursery, allowing the parents of crying children to still view the preacher through the window along the front of the balcony.
But now we were the only family with small children, and my wife often sat through the sermon up there. The baby was born in the fall and winter up in the north is a bad time to get out much, so when spring arrived my wife was anxious to get out and exercise. I always love it when she is working out because she gets much more interested in sex. She set as her goal for wait loss fitting into one of her favorite skirts. It was black leather, and although it was pretty conservative in length it just felt sexy. (That might have been because of one night when our playing around in the car led to us parked in the woods with her leaning over the fender of the car and me fucking her from behind, holding up the same skirt, or it might have just been because she looked great in it.)
It was Saturday night when she tried the skirt on, and told me she had "done it." Of course she immediately set a new goal to be even skinnier but she was still excited about losing the weight. Excited enough that when I came into the bedroom to go to bed I found that our "tie-up" ties had been affixed to the corners of the bed. That is a pretty sure sign to me she wants to have some "wild sex." We did.
When she came in from he shower I laid her out on the bed and with little ceremony I stretched her out and tied her spread eagle with each hand and foot tied to a corner of the bed. I moved the full length mirror we have standing in our room ( a gift from friend who I'm sure never thought it would be used as we do, but who knows?) and placed it at the end of the bed. My wife loves to watch me eat her from both sides, so I think she thought that might be the plan, but without touching her at all I strung together the belt from hers and my bathrobes and tied it across the room. Then I went to our stash of toys and got a vibrator. Just a normal one with a battery pack separate. I hung it over the belts so it was held by the wire just above her pussy.
