He Watches Wife Get Off, Then Gets On Her

My wife and I have just celebrated our eleventh anniversary and I want to tell you about it. Let me explain that Irma is a fantastic-looking lady, with a great ass and soft, round breasts that make a lot of men turn their heads. We put our kids to bed and proceeded to pop the cork on a bottle of champagne. After half a bottle I suggested a warm shower. While the water was running on us, we worked our soapy hands over each other. Irma brought my six inches to life and I got her nipples hard and fingered her pussy until she almost came. This is when I got out of the shower and told her I was going to get dinner.

Half an hour later Irma met me at the door wearing a sexy, low-cut dress, holding a glass of champagne. She kissed me, then ground her pussy into my already hard cock. My hands moved around and felt her fine ass. I could feel her garter belt through the thin material of her dress. She backed off and asked what I wanted for dessert. She pulled up the hem of her dress and displayed a perfect triangle of hair between her white garter belt and soft nylons. We ate dinner and played footsie by candlelight. Then we opened our second bottle of champagne and retired to the bedroom.

Irma started rubbing my cock through my pants. She unzipped me and pulled me free. I lifted her dress and started kissing and licking her inner thighs. She asked if I wanted one of my fantasies played out: Would I like to watch her through a window while she played with herself? I jumped at the offer and grabbed a ladder as I ran out of the house.

I climbed the ladder to our bedroom window just in time to see her lazily combing her hair in front of a mirror. She looked great. She untied her shoulder straps and pushed her dress down past her breasts, pausing to squeeze them and roll her nipples between her fingers. She continued pushing the dress down until it lay on the floor. There she was in only a white, lacy garter belt, nylons, and red high-heel shoes. Irma started rubbing her hands over her tits and down into her wet pussy, where I could see her juices glistening. She slowly walked over to the nightstand and pulled out a vibrator. She then lay down on the bed and started pulling at her nipples and fingering her wet slit. Her hips were working in time with her hand and fingers when she took the vibrator and inserted it all the way up her wet, red pussy. At this point I could take no more. I almost fell off the ladder. I ran back inside, throwing my clothes off in the process. I jumped between her legs and ate her out until she came and shot her pussy juice in my mouth. We then fucked in every way possible. I can’t wait for our anniversary next year. Name and address withheld



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