I came home from a multi-day road trip on a mid afternoon. My wife was waiting on me and as usual I wanted to decompress with a quick shower and a change of clothes. She had just gotten back from Yoga, had a bath robe on and said she’d meet me down stairs with a drink when I got done. I kissed her before she left smelling her sweet perfume along her neck.
I entered the shower with visions already dancing by her simply wearing a bath robe and what may be underneath as well as the promise of a nice drink to match. My cock was already getting hard at the thought of our next steps and after a quick shower I headed downstairs to her in the living room where she had the stereo on and playing some great sensual music which only added to the anticipation of what might be to come.
I only had a bath towel wrapped around my waist as I headed downstairs but based upon what I saw from her partially open robe I was probably over dressed. As I approached her she pulled the robe back off her shoulders and kissed me passionately asking what took me so long to shower. I fumbled for a response as I was focused on her and moved in to meet her kiss and pushed her robe further down and saw that she was gift wrapped in a beautiful black bra and barely there panty with a chain front guarding the prize that I hoped for. Her pussy was beautifully trimmed and the panties perfectly framed the masterpiece between her sweet thighs. My cock leapt at the thought of taking her immediately and fucking her with abandon, but she soon made it clear this would be on her terms.
I came home from my road trip and entered the house to find champagne chilled and two glasses waiting. I heard Donna call out from the deck saying, “Pour us a couple glasses and join me on the deck.” I did as instructed and walked out to find her on the chaise lounge wearing a bikini and soaking up some sun. It was green and matched her similarly colored eyes and complimented he soft tanned skin.
I handed her a glass and she thanked me for saving her the trip as I gazed down at her beautiful body. “Having fun?” I asked. She smiled and said that the sun felt good and was warming more than her skin as she drew her fingertips along her breast. She noticed the bulge that was growing in my pants and rubbing her hand she asked me if that was the sun causing that or her.
She already knew the answer and pulled her swim top open and showed me her tits. She started rolling her nipples between her fingers and licked her lips as she stared at my crotch. Playfully she opened her mouth and said ‘Feed me”
It has been months since we’ve had sex, and while he was begging I just wasn’t into it, yet during the day I found myself constantly masturbating, I mean constantly, in the shower, in the car, on just sitting on the couch, yet at the end of the day I just didn’t want to have sex. I know I had my little secret and wondered if my husband had his own, which I soon discovered he did. I discovered he enjoys watching self made porn on the internet.
I thought about bringing it up to him, but with my crazy masturbation antics, it seemed selfish, so I knew they only thing left to do was combined our secret pleasures.
It was finally Friday and the week from hell was over. It had been a long week and when I pulled into the parking lot of my apartment I killed the engine on my car and laid my head down on the steering wheel taking a couple deep breaths. I was glad to be home for the weekend, but I wasn’t looking forward to an empty apartment. I grabbed my purse, my book bag and my work clothes. I stopped inside the door of the apartment complex and grabbed my mail. I started climbing the stair to my apartment when my next door neighbor John came sauntering out of his apartment.
He was the most amazing guy I’d ever seen. He was tall and built. He had this almost shoulder length dark brown hair and a 5 o’clock shadow across his face. Yet while he had all this dark hair and a chiseled body, he had the deepest blue eyes I’d ever seen. The kind of eyes you could get lost in. He always seemed to be smiling. We had met a few years ago when I’d moved into here and started college. We had hit it off right away.
He’d actually even helped me move the last of the boxes into my apartment after my parents had left. I had been struggling up the three flights of stairs to my door with a big box of books, and like a scene out of movie, I’d started to fall down the stairs, when out of nowhere these hands caught me and the box. He had been coming home from a basketball game. I didn’t see who had caught me until I got t the top of the stairs and set the box down. I’d almost fainted when I turned around and saw this gorgeous man standing behind me smiling.