It was a perfect summer day and I was outside cleaning the second of two cars and listening to a ballgame on the radio. Now, this may not sound like heaven, but compared to work, it was. I was close to finishing when movement up in the window above the driveway caught my eye. My wife staring down at me and smiling one of her best wicked smiles.
My wife, and yes I'm bragging, is stunningly gorgeous. Dark brown hair, smoldering, dark eyes and a beautiful figure. Perfect, little upturned breasts, long and lean torso and a curvy ass. She wasn't one of these "flat-chested, no ass, dear god please eat a sandwich types". She had an athletic build and a touch of curve. She could have modeled for a Vargas pinup girl painting.
She was wearing one of her sundresses that drove me crazy so I was already getting excited looking at her when to my pleasant surprise, she slowly lifted the dress and flashed me her exquisitely shaved pussy. This was only for a second and then she hid it from view again. I love my wife but she is the meanest cock-tease I've ever known. That's one of the reasons I love her so much. I knew she did that just to get a "rise" out of me and of course she did. She sauntered away from the window and left me there with a sponge in one hand and a hard cock nearly in the other. Damn, she was mean! I didn't get too mad because I knew I'd be riding her later that night, she'd tease but then she'd also give it up because she wanted a good fuck just as much as I did.
I went back to what I was doing. I considered spraying myself with the hose just to cool off from the peep show but I was slowly regaining my senses so I managed to stay dry. Fifteen minutes went by and I was finally done with my work. I finished up and went inside. I went upstairs and there saw my wife, giggling to herself over her little show, reading an arts magazine or some catalog from J. Crew. I glared at her and she just laughed even more. "Slut." I said. "Yes, I am." she responded proudly. I proceeded to the shower to rinse off the grime of the day.
I stripped down and climbed in the shower. The hot water felt incredible washing over my head and down my chest. I lathered up and felt that my cock was still a little hard from the image of my wife bare-assed in the window. A smile crossed my face when I thought about it and the fact that I had such an insane wife. I held my semi-hard dick in my hand while I shaved off the hair from around my balls. This is my suggestion to all men. Shave your dicks clean! Women don't care to have a mouth full of hair when they are going down. We don't like it, why should they? I shaved myself clean, leaving no trace of pubic hair around my tool. I was looking forward to my wife's lips being wrapped around my shaft and good god could she give head!
I wrapped a towel around my waist and wiped the steam from the mirror. I was combing my hair when I heard a familiar moan from the bedroom. I walked out of the bathroom and peered around the door to the bed. Sprawled on the bed lay my wife, completely nude. Her sundress lay in a pile on the chair in the corner. She was busily working her fingers around her clitoris while her other had slid a dildo in and out of her moist hole. She rubbed her clit in a circular motion, each time with a bit more force and speed. She was amazing to watch while she masturbated. The dildo slid easily in and out of her snatch, it dripped with her juices as it plunged deep inside her. Soft little moans escaped her lips with each thrust and twist of her fingers.
