An Erotic Phone Call, Part 1
Hello, MH readers. I’m submitting a story with my husband, which is based on more than one event. Putting them together seemed to create a nice flow. We hope you like it.
I’m relatively conservative, so the sexual terms aren’t meant to be vulgar. It’s just that there are few terms we could otherwise use to realistically describe our experiences and dialog. So we hope it “inspires” you. 💓
My wife is very attractive, with an above-average sex drive, for which I’m thankful! Generally speaking, she’s fairly modest. Sometimes though, on date nights away from the kids, she can get quite kinky.
As it happened on this warm May evening under the colors of the sunset, we’re both in the mood for some “naughtiness.”
I had an idea to call her during her drive home and entice her imagination, knowing she was looking forward to an intimate evening together. On the speakerphone, I asked her what she was wearing.
She replied, “I’m wearing my grey business skirt with those thigh-high stockings you like. Why?”
I said, ” I want you to put modesty on “pause” for now, babe, and follow my lead. Slowly pull your skirt up to your hips and start feeling yourself. Do it for me, okay?”
She laughed at my forwardness but looked around to make sure no one could see, adjusted her sunglasses, and pulled her skirt up. Slowly she started massaging her thighs, working up to her panties.
“Oh, ooh, that feels good, honey,” she whispered. “Okay, tell me what to do next.”
I responded, “Don’t try to hide what you’re doing. Open your legs, and adjust the mirror so you can see up your skirt. Now slide your fingers inside your panties and finger yourself. Think about me doing it. Tell me what you’re feeling, especially if you’re gonna cum.”
Softly she replied, ” Oh, ohhh that’s nice, baby. Okay, here goes… I feel tiny impulses shooting through my… my pussy. Mmmm. I’m… I’m picturing… you… between my legs, doing this to me with your tongue!”
“Sounds so good, babe,” I told her. “That’s so hot! Okay, keep talking to me. Tell me more.”
“Okay… Ohh, that feels good, honey… Oh… I… I’m imagining your tongue licking me… Oh, God, I want it to be you, baby!”
I whispered, “It will be… soon, babe.”
She had to pull over… it was just too much! As the intense current of her orgasm shoots through her body, she blurted out, “Oh… my… God, that feels soooo good! So good. My whole body feels tingly! Ohhhh, yes!” It overwhelmed her for a few moments.
“Honey, that made me juicy, especially thinking about you… you know.”
Then, catching her breath as she finished, she asked, “Hey, mister, so what are you doing through all this? I know you… and I’m betting you’re hard as a rock!”
“Uh, I think I nearly popped my zipper, ha-ha! You sounded so sexy. Now get that gorgeous ass home!”
At home, after a quickie and sharing a laugh about today’s naughtiness, we got showered and ready for our dinner date, which would turn out to be very interesting.
She looked amazing in her new black dress and high heels. We took the classic car because it has a bench seat, so she can sit against me like when we were dating. She laid her hand on my thigh, then moved it up to cup my bulge and said, “Hmm. This brings back a lot of good memories of car sex. Lots of sex!” she giggled. ” And after dinner… well, you never know, right?”
We pulled up to our quaint French restaurant, and she seductively slid off the seat, intentionally giving me an up-skirt view. My gosh, she’s sexy! Those bare legs accented by her high heels and sheer white panties… wow.
Holding her hand, I led her inside, where we met Andre. He knows our M.O. and escorted us to one of the more private tables. And yes, I was aware that everyone in the place watched her as she moved gracefully.
As I seated her, I whispered in her ear, “You know you’re the sexiest and most beautiful woman in here, right? And every man’s eyes are on you, baby!”
She smiled at my suggestive words.
I sat across from her and continued my erotic summary, stimulating her imagination. “They’re looking at your beautiful legs in that new dress, hoping they might get an up-skirt peek.”
My wife looked at me with a slight blush.
“They see how your perky breasts stand up, almost showing your nipples through the fabric. I’m not the only man who appreciates your exotic beauty. They’re probably imagining how you’d look without this dress on.”
She fully blushed, giggling at my risqué suggestions, saying, “Stop it, you’re just being crazy!” But I also noticed she unconsciously laid her hand on an erotic zone between her thighs, and her dress moved up a couple of inches, revealing more of her skin. I was getting to her, and I loved it!
Then she took my hand and said, “I love your naughty side, honey.” She looked me in the eyes, touched her lips with her tongue, then seductively whispered, “And when you talk to me like this, it makes me so hot for you.”
Our hunger for each other overruled our appetite. So we rushed through our meal, and she leaned in and said, “I can’t wait to get you home. I have plans that might shock you, mister!”
Then I asked, “Mmm, that sounds good, babe, but why wait till we get home? Are you game for a dare?”
Looking into my eyes, she said, “Mmm, I’m intrigued. Just what is your mind thinking up for me? Ha-ha, okay, I’m in. Go ahead; what’s your dare?”
“I want you to slowly walk to the restroom, letting every man here get an eyeful of your beauty. In the stall, I want you to take a picture as you pleasure yourself almost to a climax, but don’t! Save that pleasure for me. Text the picture to me. Then as you come back, flash me, showing me your panties.”
She looked at me and giggled, “Seriously? But someone else might see my panties, too!… Oh… oh, I get it. That turns you on, right? Knowing they might get a look? Okay, mister. You wanna play? Actually, it sounds kinda hot! You’re on. Get ready for a show!” she giggled.
She stood up, flicked her hair back sensuously, and walked seductively out of the dining room. Ten minutes later, I got a text. More than a picture though—it was a video of her slowly fingering her sweetness as she whispered, “I’m getting ready for you to do this to me with your tongue, baby. I can’t wait!”
My dick got a rush of blood as I watched her near orgasm. Then abruptly stopping, she gathered her composure and walked back toward our table. As she did, she touched her lips with all of her sweet aroma on her fingers. Wow.
Ten feet away, she slightly lifted her dress, revealing white sheer panties now slightly moist from her juices. In full naughty mode, she touched my face so that I caught the aroma of her sweet moistness from her fingers. I was in ecstasy and about to explode.
I smiled my approval. Seating her next to me behind our table, I whispered, “I’m so tempted to ravish you right here on this table.”
My wife smiled and said, “I like this game of dares! What’s next?”
To be continued. ❤
I didn't read anything in your story that came across as "vulgar." What I read was a hot verbal exchange between a husband and his wife simply using terminology that is not sterile or clinical, but raw and descriptive and completely natural (an unquestionably) acceptable. I loved the "dare" issued and taken.The both of you being turned on by the chance that other men might be turned on by your wife's "exposure" is a very hot subject matter. Can't wait for the "to be continued" story.
Thank you for your comment. We weren't sure if we should be that candid with our experiences. This wasn't an everyday pattern for us. Kind of unusually risque' for us, but fun!
Ah, a very hot couple you two are for sure. Sure would be interesting g to run across you two while Jim and I are out on a sexy date night. At least we know what to look for now!
Ha, just kidding…kinda!
Nice Story. I love car rides.
Mmmmmm! Can’t wait for part two!!!
I enjoyed the freshness of your writing… and of your wife. I shall have to have my own wife take a slow pouty stroll to do the same next time we're out.
Wonderful! So hot! How soon do I get to read the rest of the story?
We submitted more…after some "discussion" of whether it got too graphic. But she finally said, "Ok, let's do it", ha-ha.
Cindy here- OMG. I LOVE when Cal decides to show me off. We love to go out dancing. And I love all the eyes, all the attention, and my husband loves it too. Especially because he gets my full attention, occasionally we might switch dance partners, but that’s just dancing salsa or tango or what have you. The really naughty stuff is for Cal only. But yes, being shown off by my husband knowing other men want what he has (not necessarily me, but a beautiful and loyal wife) turns us both on.
“We pulled up to our quaint French restaurant, and she seductively slid off the seat, intentionally giving me an up-skirt view. My gosh, she’s sexy! Those bare legs accented by her high heels and sheer white panties… wow”
“Ten feet away, she slightly lifted her dress, revealing white sheer panties now slightly moist from her juices. “
Mmmm! Upskirt views, thigh high stockings and moist sheer white panties!? These are a few of my favorite things! I missed reading this when it was first published. Enjoying it now with parts 2and 3! Keep up the “unusually risqué!” fun with each other! Reading about your adventures keeps me “up” too!
Phew, what a turn on story! Looking forward to part 2 😀
Wow! Just Wow! Gotta do this with my wife!