For two weeks, family travel has limited the amount of sexual contact my wife, and I have been able to enjoy with each other. The times were enjoyable, but the longing for each other was real. Unfortunately, work conferences in different cities were going to strain further the situation. The following represents an account of how we addressed our needs.
Part I – The conference I was attending had ended for the afternoon, and I had some time alone in the hotel room prior to dinner. My wife was traveling home from her conference and was alone in the backseat of a car traveling with friends. We began texting with each other, sharing with each other highlights and details of our respective conference events.
Soon enough, the conversation shifted towards expressions of longing and desire, and we made it clear to each other that we both desperately needed a release. I stripped completely naked so that I could send to her a photo of my naked body for her enjoyment. I knew that her transportation arrangement would prevent her from acting on her needs (but certainly hoped that it contributed to her desire!). By her text response of “WOW” and “YOU LOOK AWESOME!!!”, I felt as though I had achieved my goal.
I enjoyed the sexual tension that we were creating for each other. My communicated erection and her panty wetness indicated that we would not be waiting until I returned home at week’s end for us to address our needs. We agreed to try and spend time on the phone together later that evening, but evening events at my conference and the sheer exhaustion of her travels made that plan uncertain. She advised that she was about thirty minutes from home, and it was time for my dinner – so we signed off from our texts.
After dinner as I headed to my evening events, I had about twenty minutes to reach out to my wife to see if she had made it home ok. She had, and also had the house to herself (as the kids were at an event with friends). We resumed our earlier conversation (selfishly, I was hoping to simply keep our motors running until I would return to the hotel room a few hours later), and I made it clear that I was looking very much towards connecting later that night. She indicated that she was a little tired from the trip, but that she was hopeful that she would be awake upon my return.
It has only been in recent years that my wife has been comfortable with masturbation. Mutual masturbation is now a regular part of our sex life, but solo play for my wife is rare. As much as I wanted for us to wait until later to spend time together, I wanted more for my wife to indulge in her stated desire for a release before the exhaustion of the day dulled her needs. Imagine my delight when my wife indicated that our dialog earlier in the day, coupled with our current conversation, was driving her to immediately take matters into her hands. My arousal was at a heightened state, as I pictured my wife alone at home lying on our bed, reaching into her panties – responding to her mounting needs and desires as she tended to her awaiting clitoris and inserted her fingers into her hot, wet pussy.
I let her know that I was thrilled that she was comfortable enough to communicate to me that her sexual urges had taken over and that she was now masturbating. I continued texting with her, encouraging her efforts and sharing how much her desire and play were driving me crazy. She enjoys spreading her legs to allow for one finger to stimulate her G-Spot while her other hand rubs her clit. All I could do was shift the pronounced bulge in my pants while I imagined her so as not to draw attention to my current aroused condition.
I was only partly surprised when after only a couple minutes, she sent a message that just said “I’m finished ;).” Her quick release further aroused me, as it indicated the extent of her prior need and appetite for orgasm. We concluded by acknowledging that she may not be awake when I returned to the hotel, but that she appreciated the encouragement and enjoyed climaxing this way with me.
When I returned to the hotel several hours later, I was pleased to find that she was still awake. I immediately disrobed and acquired a towel in preparation for what I knew would be a large load given the activities of the day. She let me know that she was dressed and ready for bed, which I understood. I was thrilled to look at my phone to see her FaceTime request, and I answered the phone on the first ring. Her eyes enlarged when she saw that I was shirtless answering her call, and she no doubt envisioned that I was naked, although not yet visible on the screen. The smile on her face warmed my heart, and I looked upon her (already in her pajamas) with increased desire. It was impossible for me not to look upon her and recall the image in my mind of her early evening masturbation session.
We exchanged small talk from the day, including updates on the kids. As the small talk ended, I shared with her my mounting desire by slowly standing up and revealing my engorged penis for her viewing pleasure, and for my exhibitionist excitement. Her eyes again enlarged, and her smile hinted at the satisfaction she had knowing the impact she has on my manhood. Upon seeing her face light up, I took my left hand and placed it on my cock, slowly stroking back and forth – both for my pleasure and for her enjoyment. I knew that her earlier session would mean that she would not be inclined to play with me, but after enough prodding I watched as my wife slid her right hand below her PJ’s and joined me in our session of self-pleasure. I stroked my cock, drunk in the thoughts of the day and the sight of my wife before me. Reaching around with my right hand, I rubbed and massaged my balls as my left hand continued extending along the shaft of my cock. It was not long before I released myself for her to see, pumping my cock until it was clear that there was no more to reveal.
I thanked her for staying up to talk with me and for spending an afternoon and evening staying plugged into each other’s sexual urges. While we were miles apart, it was clear that we were emotionally connected to each other in a very deep and meaningful way. Little did I realize that this was only the beginning of our sexual journey for the week…
To Be Continued…
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