Game Night

I had stepped into the bathroom to take a leak during an intermission of our card game. My wife and I were at our weekly game night with our friends Jeff and Mellissa. As I stood over the commode relieving myself, I suddenly heard the door open. I jerked my head to the side in surprise to find my wife, Carly, standing there with a wicked glint in her eye.

"Hi Babe." she said in a sultry voice. Luckily, I was basically done peeing when she opened the door otherwise, I would have probably been going all over the floor. In spite of the awkward situation my wife giving me that sultry look was enough to set my dick growing.

Before I could respond she said, "I see someone wants some attention." She then walked over and pushed my pants the rest of the way down before grabbing my wrist and pulling it away from my hardening cock pocking out of the fly of my boxers.

"Oh God Carly be careful." I cried as she wrapped her hand around my cock and began to stroke.

She gave me a stern look before putting a finger on my lips and said, "Not so loud baby. You want Melissa and Jeff to know what we're doing here?"

"I can't help it!" I said in a strained whisper. "You're driving me crazy." As I said this, she moved from stroking up and down my shaft to wrapping all five fingers around the crown and oscillating them back and forth around it. She knew this was my favorite hand job method and drove me wild. I was about to let out a moan, but she put her hand over my mouth to stifle it.

After a few minutes of this my cock was throbbing under her grip she let off and smirked up at me. As she pulled her hand off of my mouth I said, "You can't leave me like this."

Another wicked grin before she said, "Ok but remember you asked for it." She then took my cock in her hand and pushed it back in my boxers and a few more rubs and squeezes under her grip had me quickly spilling my load all over my shorts.

After I calmed down from the orgasm, I was about to open my mouth to protest at her making me cum in my undies, but she cut me off saying, "Hey remember you asked for it. Don't worry I've got you taken care of. Strip those wet shorts off."

With little choice I pulled the wet shorts off of me as she pulled out a large Ziploc bag from her handbag. She took my soaked boxers and after wiping my legs off with the back dry panel she dropped them into the Ziploc bag and sealing it before putting it back in her purse. I couldn't help but watch with curiosity since she clearly had all this planned out.

As she dropped my boxers back in her handbag she said, "We can't very well leave those here, can we?" I gently shook my head as she continued. "And you can't very well go back down there with no undies on. Again, she dove back in her handbag and pulled out a silky pink thong. The whole thing screamed girly with its bright bubblegum pink color to the silky material to the matching scalloped elastic waistband. The cherry on top was the small silk rose front and center on the waistband.

before I could try to argue Carly said, "No arguments. You can't go back there with no undies on you know how much you dribble after you cum. Your pants will be wet in minutes." As if to prove her point I looked down and saw a drop of cum force its way out of the tip of my cock. "Hurry up we need to get back down there before Joe and Mellissa get suspicious."

I quickly pulled the thong on as Carly giggled as I winced at the strap pulling between my cheeks. After quickly pulling my pants back on and making sure I wouldn't have a 'thong slip' we headed back downstairs.

As we got back to the dining room Carly said cheerily, "Sorry guys Bobby was taking his sweet time." The card game resumed as I tried to ignore the sensation of the silk rubbing up against my cock along with the other sensation of the thong strap pulling between my cheeks.

After several more hands the game was over and Carly suddenly suggested, "Hey why don't we play strip poker." She openly laughed at the look of horror on my face before saying, "Relax baby I was only playing. Don't get your panties in a wad." I tried to laugh along with everyone else, but Carly smirked at me knowing she had got me.

After another card game it was time to go home, and I was more than ready. The silky thong rubbing my cock had kept me at least semi hard since I put it on. Once Carly and I got home we were getting undressed, and she smirked as I dropped my pants, and she got an eyeful of my hardon stretching against the thong she had given me to wear.

"Wow." she said in an amused voice. "I see you like wearing women's underwear. You look like you're ready for more fun. Too bad you've already had your orgasm for the day." That had been her control over me for years, no more than one orgasm per day. She then pulled on her nightgown and got in bed. I cut the lights off and crawled in bed with her resigned to not getting any more relief as she spooned herself into me pressing her ass up against my hardon. "That thing better not pop during the night." she said firmly as I pulled her close. She was soon asleep as I tried to ignore my erection.