Saturday morning I walked in the door of the house. I had been smart enough to take a shower using only water. I did not want to smell fresh and clean but I also did not want to smell like a night full of hot sweaty messy sex.
What I was not counting on was to be greeted at the door by my wife. She was butt naked and dripping wet. This was not common and I was sexually exhausted. My wife said to me "How was your night at work? I had hoped that I could help you fall asleep this morning by fucking you!"
I was intoxicated instantly by the smell of my wife. I could tell she was excited from two feet away. I said as confidently as I could, "Work was as good as it could be!" I moved toward my wife and began to kiss her. My cock responded instantly as the smell of her excitement was stronger when I moved toward her. I put my hand on her face as we kissed and worked it down her body. I came to a stop between her legs where I was met with a dripping wet pussy. I began to rub and she began to moan.
My wife is 34 with the curves of Beyonce. She has nice wide hips with a narrow waist. Her ass pops out and you could almost set a coffee cup on it. She has B cup tits and brown curly hair, with eyes that shift between green and brown. She is a swimmer so her muscles are long and lean.
She began to take my clothes off of me and when she got my cock free, she dropped to her knees and began to suck my dick like she has never done before. Two minutes in and I was about to blow my load in her mouth. Knowing this she took me to the bedroom where there were candles lit and an envelope on the bed. My wife said, " I have a surprise for you, open it up!"
When I opened the envelope, what I saw froze me in place. My wife had gotten a hold of my camera and had copies of the last photos I took. Here in print form were the pictures of my cousin. I became nervous, but I will say my wife picked the hot photos. "I can explain," I began.
"I don't need an explanation!" retorted my wife. "I want to know what happened last night and don't try to tell me you were at work! Good try by the way washing Leslie's sent off of you!" What was weird is that she did not seem mad and if the way her pussy felt on my thigh was any indication, this was making my wife even more wet.
I began from the start and told Chloe every detail, down to the very end where Leslie had told me she wanted me to fuck Michaela. I told her how many times we had sex and how many times we each came. By the end my cock was hard and Chloe had soaked my leg. For the last fifteen minutes she had been dry humping my leg rather she knew it or not, well not so dry humping I guess. When I was finished with the story, the only thing she did was move up my body, slide her pussy on my cock and begin fucking me. She grinded her cunt on my body like she never had. I felt her pussy muscles tense around me and she let out a sound I have never heard her make. Her pussy began to milk my cock and despite my thinking that I had no cum left in me I began to fill her pussy with my cum.
She stayed on top of me but laid down on my chest. My now softening cock was still inside her and I could feel our combined juices running out of her and onto me. The room smelled of sex and the silence was broken when Chloe said, "I knew anyway!"
I must have had a puzzled look on my face.
"The night the photos were taken when we had sex, I smelled spit on your dick. You were out of it but your camera was out so I took a look. The next morning when Leslie called, I knew why she was calling and I knew why you were so excited!"