It was such a beautiful summer day I decided to take off from work and surprise my wife by coming home early. Little did I know as I pulled into our driveway that day that I was the one to get the surprise. I didn't pay much attention to the unfamiliar car parked at the curb and quietly let myself in through the kitchen door.
I immediately heard voices from the front room so I tipped toed to the swinging door that leads to the living room and opened it just enough to see in without being seen. A man, whom I had never seen before, was sitting on the couch and my wife was seated next to him. He was dressed in business attire, his coat draped over a chair. He was a good-looking chap with a muscular build that was obvious even through his dress shirt. Papers of some sort were scattered about on the coffee table along with two coffee cups. He was saying, . . . "Your husband will thank you too, when you tell him what you did today. Now, Missus, all I need is your OK right here." As she slid to the edge of the sofa to pick up the pen on the low coffee table, her dress rode up almost to her hips revealing the tops of her thigh length stockings. Her dress fell open as she bent down to sign the papers. Even from my distance I could look down the front of her dress and see her generous breasts.
I couldn't see the stranger's face but I knew he was getting a good view of my wife's tits and legs too. She was wearing one of her favorite lightweight summer dresses. Buttons down the front, low cut neck line, and very sheer. I like to see her wear it because it shows off her dynamite figure. I should mention that my wife is very pretty, full figured, but somewhat prudish and shy. I was about to call out to announce that I was home when she sat up, straightened her dress, and with a big smile, proudly thrust out her chest, and said,
"There, we're all finished."
I decided to stay put and watch since their business appeared to be completed.
The stranger gathered up all the papers and put them in a briefcase. As he closed the lid, he turned to my wife and said,
"No, we're not quite finished yet. There's another matter we need to take care of."
He put his hand behind her head, pulled her toward him and gave her a long kiss full on the lips. At the same time, the other hand went down the front of her dress and took hold of her firm, ripe tit. The shock and surprise on her face were unmistakable. Her eyes grew as big as saucers and with what sounded like mock indignance gasped, "OH DEAR, . . . what are you doing? You shouldn't do THAT."
I noticed she didn't push him away.
He ignored the feeble protest.
"Look, I've tried to keep my mind on business, but you've been a real tease all afternoon."
He fondled her breast and added,
"I think you want more than just insurance."
Laughing nervously, she parted her legs some more. They were far enough apart that even I could see her panty-covered crotch. The phony indignation in her voice had vanished. She was taunting him and said, coyly,
"Why, what on earth ever gave you that idea, silly?"
Now I really began to worry. I thought I should go defend her, but my feet were rooted to the floor. I was amazed at my shy, little wife. Just watching them was turning me on. My face became flushed. I was getting an erection!
He began to unbutton her dress. He pushed the dress and bra strap from her shoulder exposing her breast. Then he kissed and sucked on the erect nipple. My wife grinned broadly and giggled. She liked it! She didn't resist.
Unbuttoned to the waist, he laid bare both beautiful breasts. He squeezed them hard with his large hands causing her nipples to swell and stand straight out. He sucked on one nipple, while pinching the other. My wife squealed with delight and pushed her tits up to meet his mouth.
He moved his hands under her butt, raised her, and in one swift move, pulled her panties down over her hips and ass. He pawed and fondled her as he slid the silken garment off her shapely legs exposing a neatly trimmed bush. The panties were tossed aside. He pushed my wife's legs apart, and began to fondle her pussy, quickly getting his fingers inside her slit.
She giggled again and spread her legs further apart.
"Well, you don't waste any time, do you?" She slid down in the sofa and spread her legs to give his hand more room to enter her.
"We may not have time to waste. When does your husband get home?"
She glanced at the wall clock. "Oh, he won't get here for a while yet." She grew braver, and rubbed his cock through his pants.
