This past year, hard as it has been, has provided one benefit: I’ve been working remotely in our home office. This means I have been able to enjoy a new form of quality time with my wife during the day. Mostly, I have just enjoyed having the opportunity to randomly pop out of the office and chat, or have a nice daily lunch, or just take a moment to admire this wonderful woman that chose me as her soul mate.
I’ve been very busy and stressed over the past week, though, working long hours and trying to stay on top of things around the house, and found that left little time to spend with her. I suppose she missed me, but I wasn’t prepared for her plan to reclaim my attention this wonderful afternoon.
I heard a knock at my office door, and distractedly said, “Come in,” as I continued working on my computer. She entered and walked over to her desk, and I didn’t even glance up as I asked how she was doing. She didn’t reply, which is odd. I spun around in my chair, and my heart immediately went into overdrive as I looked at such beauty.
My wife was wearing… well… not much of anything: a tight button down shirt which revealed her gorgeous chest; a tiny skirt that didn’t quite cover her rear, white knee-high stockings over her toned legs, and black heels. Her hair was tied back in a high ponytail, and her gorgeous lips were bright red with her lipstick.
All other thoughts left my mind immediately—she had my complete focus as my jaw dropped. I started to stand, but she shook her head and motioned for me to just sit there.
“I’ve missed you,” she said as she moved toward me, her hips swaying enticingly. “I know you’ve been busy, so I thought I’d just take a minute to show you how much I love you.”
I couldn’t really process what I was seeing. My lovely wife rarely initiated anything in our sex life. Don’t get me wrong; she really enjoys it, but it never seems to be at the top of her mind. Seeing her so aggressive and getting to look at her sexy body was such an unexpected turn on that I was left feeling numb.
She continued walking toward me, stood in front of me, and slowly twirled around. As she spun, her skirt rose, and I could see she was wearing a tiny red thong that barely covered anything. I moaned a bit at the sight of her ass cheeks with just a tiny strip of cloth neatly splitting them, and I felt myself quickly growing hard. She slowly sat on my lap and purred a bit as she started to grind.
I saw a small smile on her face as she twisted around to look at me with her hips continuing to grind around my lap. I felt trapped, her bottom pinning me to the chair with my dick screaming to be released.
“Oh, do you want a bit of freedom?” she asked slyly.
All I could do was nod my head. She stood up, turned around, and sexily leaned over so I could look down her shirt. As I was staring, she pulled down my pants to gain access to my crotch. She smiled as she saw what I was looking at, then turned around and resumed her lap dance.
My dick felt the front of her wet pussy through the thin, soaked thong, and then her cheeks as she moved back and forth. I could tell this was getting her worked up by her movements, small moans, and the juices that were now lubricating my shaft. Back and forth she moved, with my member, now flattened against my abs, brushing her clit, pressing against her wet pussy, then brushing her other hole. I, of course, was in heaven with this show, with her aggressiveness, and with her cheeks wrapped around my now moist dick.
Suddenly, she stopped moving, slid one of her hands inside her thong and started rubbing herself. As she did this, she leaned back against me and sighed. Her thong moved to the side a bit, and I could feel her pussy against my base.
She started shaking as she continued pleasuring herself, and her breath became ragged. As she worked, I could feel her loosening and tightening with each breath. My tip, wet with her juices, just began to enter her hole, and both she and I sighed with the feeling. She rocked a little, pulling just my tip into her rear as she furiously worked her clit. Suddenly, she came and I felt a warm rush of liquid as her hole tightly squeezed my tip.
I couldn’t believe what had just happened! My mind was struggling with processing the wonderful feelings she was giving me, and with the fact that this woman was my wife. As I sat there, numb with pleasure, she recovered and slowly stood up. “Your turn!” she said, and then she kneeled in front of me.
Now, my wife is excellent when it comes to blow jobs, but she usually does them in the dark, where I can’t watch her work. Seeing her now, with her kneeling was a first, and my eyes were wide with the visual. She grabbed my cock, licked her juices off it from from base to tip, and smiled. Another first; I don’t think she’s ever tasted her own juices.
She moved back down to my base with her lips, sucked one of my balls in her mouth, closed her eyes, and began humming. As her tongue massaged my ball, her hand gently held my tip, with her thumb massaging in the pre-cum that leaked out and gave her more lubrication.
Slowly, she switched her hands and lips so that she was licking my tip and gently fondling my balls. I could barely see her other hand, which was rubbing her clit as she worked. I moaned as she sucked me in and began her work in earnest. She took all of me in, her lips moving from my tip to my base. It only took a few moments of this for me to get close to cumming, and I signaled to her that I was almost there.
Usually, she stops and finishes me with a hand job, but today she just continued. Her lips were magical, her warm, moist mouth and tongue driving me over the edge. My hips bucked uncontrollably as I finished, with her lips locked tight around my tip. Her eyes widened as I filled her mouth, and I felt my warm liquid swirl around as her tongue kept moving.
She looked up, her gorgeous, innocent eyes staring into mine as I kept releasing into her mouth. I felt her swallow around my tip, sucking more out of me. And still her eyes remained locked on mine, a small twinkle in them as she saw the joy she brought me.
She felt me soften, so she gently released me and smiled. As her lips parted, a small drop of cum seeped from the corner of her mouth and shone on her red lips. She stood up, licked her magical lips with her tongue, and sauntered out of the room.
After I recovered, I wrote a quick note to my workmates to let them know I’d be taking the rest of the day off, and walked out to spend some more fun time with the love of my life.
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