I was lying in bed in my sexiest lingerie, trying to concentrate on the book in my lap, but finding it hard with what was about to happen. I normally wouldn't sleep in lingerie but my husband, Mike, had wanted to play a new "game" and, after being married for 12 years, our sex life could use a little variety.
I remember when he had first brought it up. I guess he had been out behind the house working on the yard when he happened to look in our bedroom window and saw me changing clothes. He told me how exciting it had been for him see me undressing with no idea I was being watched. It turns out he ended up masturbating right there in the yard while watching me. (In BROAD DAYLIGHT, too! Thank GOD none of the neighbors saw him!)
Later, when we were talking about it, he told me how he had wanted to open the patio door to our bedroom and take me right then and there. Now, we make love, while not as often as I might like, at least regularly, but I am always ready for some spontaneous sex. Especially something that gets him excited as well. I love him dearly, but let's be honest - he hasn't always been able to keep his erection long enough lately to help me get off, too. He is one of the few men who don't respond to Viagra, so our sex life revolves around the availability of his erections. I soon found out that erotica served to fuel that passion, so I've encouraged him to indulge himself often. Now I found out that he had just wasted a perfectly good erection on his hand when I was right there to be had. It was his reason that surprised me.
"Part of the excitement was knowing that you weren't doing it on purpose," he said, "but accidentally. I didn't want to ruin the mood for me. I imagined that we didn't know each other and what it would be like to just 'take' a strange woman. That's what really set me off."
Well, I was still upset that a prime opportunity had passed me by, and I hadn't even known about it until it was all over! I gave him the cold shoulder for a couple of days, hoping that he would be all riled up by the weekend, which usually results in a good session. That brings me to today.
I was fixing dinner, when Mike came into the kitchen and stood behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and nuzzling my neck. "Want to have a little fun tonight?" he asked.
"What did you have in mind?" I answered, thinking that my plan was paying off.
"Remember what we talked about a couple of days ago?" he said. "I want to do something like that."
I knew what he was talking about, but if it got him going, I was willing. "How are we going to do this? What about the kids?"
"I called my mom and she's going to keep them for the night," he told me. "After dinner, I'll go drop them off and stay for a while, ok? You get ready and leave the patio door unlocked, and I'll show up sometime before midnight. I don't want to say exactly when, because I don't want to ruin the surprise, ok? I'll wear a mask or something, so it'll seem like I'm somebody else, ok?"
He kept asking "ok?" like he was afraid I was going to back out, but I hadn't even masturbated all week in anticipation of a good fuck this weekend, so I was more than willing. Throughout dinner we kept stealing sly glances at each other, oblivious to the kids, and I squirmed in my seat, already getting wet at the thought of a great evening.
Mike sent me to the bedroom after dinner, telling me to take my time getting ready while he and the kids did the dishes. I was in the bathroom shaving my legs when he called through the door that he was taking the kids and would "be home late." I heard the car start in the garage and pull out. Finally, I had the house to myself. I decided that if he was going to surprise me, then I would surprise him, too, and shaved all the hair off my pussy as well. Let's see what he thinks about THAT!
I went to the kitchen for a glass of wine to relax, while deciding what to wear. Walking back through the house I decided on the white negligee with no panties. It was long enough to hide my surprise, but short enough that it wouldn't hinder what should be an interesting night. Besides, Mike had always insisted it was his favorite, what with the lace trimmings and sheer quality that showed my nipples. I wasn't going to take any chances with keeping him turned on.
Soon, it was dark, and I decided to finally give up on the pretense of reading. I realized I may have a long wait, as it was just past 8 o'clock. I closed my eyes for a moment, and must have dozed off, because when I opened them again, he was standing at the foot of the bed, staring. I jumped a little at the sight of him before remembering our "game." He must have taken a change of clothes with him, because he was dressed entirely in black. He had also found a ski mask somewhere which he used to cover his face, and had a real-looking toy gun in his hand.
