Driving home after a long day of hard work, John contemplated the reception
he would get from his wife Sadie. Things between them had not been so good
recently. John had been working long hours and the kids had taken their toll
on Sadie. They had not had time for each other and things had reached
breaking point. They both still loved each other but living together in
these circumstances was a trial.
The kids were spending the weekend with their grandparents and this was the
last ditch attempt to patch things up and avoid a break up neither really
wanted. However, when he had left in the morning, the send off was frosty to
say the least, so John did not know what to expect when he got home – or
even if the planned meal out together was still on. Sadie may have already
packed and gone.
As he drove into the drive, John had all these thoughts racing through his
mind. Opening the front door, he hoped to be greeted by his wife, dressed
and ready to go on their meal. Stepping inside, it was apparent that Sadie
was nowhere to be seen. John was concerned and hoped she was upstairs
putting the finishing touches to her make up, or something similar. He
mounted the stairs and listened for the sound of his wife moving about.
Nothing. Was she in the house or had she left him? The bedroom door was
slightly ajar and normally this would be shut. Phew! I expect she is getting
ready, he thought and hoped. Quietly he made his way to the bedroom and
peeped in without pushing the door.
There was Sadie, standing in front of the full-mirrored wardrobes. What a
sight he thought! She is wearing the white blouse that makes her look so
sexy and the short black leather skirt that shows the curves of her bottom.
Black hold up stockings and black high-heeled shoes completed the ensemble.
There was a stirring in his trousers and John wanted to jump her already!
Just then, he noticed something he had never seen before. Sadie was not
applying make up, she was looking at herself in a very provocative way, in
the full-length mirror. Suddenly, she raised her hands and cupped her
breasts, stroking them and squeezing them through the silky material of the
blouse. He could see the reflection of two nipples now standing very erect
through the blouse. Sadie turned sideways to check the view and murmured
something to herself. She continued to stroke her breasts through the blouse
and then undid a button, which released her ample breasts from the hold of
the blouse. In went a hand and Sadie was now stroking the flesh of her
breast and obviously enjoying it and the nipple squeeze she applied. The
murmur turned to a moan as she explored her chest. John was totally taken in
by the show and the hardness of his cock was pushing on the zip holding his
Sadie then lay down on the bed in front of the mirror. Her knees up and legs
parted. Her hand was now feeling all round the outside of the sheer black
thong she was wearing. She stroked her inner thighs and ran her fingers over
and over the front of the thong. Moaning with pleasure as she did so. John
could see that her wetness in the reflection presented to him by the mirror.
In a moment he had removed his lower clothing and was standing with a huge
cock in his hand, enjoying this new view of his wife pleasuring herself.
Sadie continued to stroke herself and was becoming very excited by the whole
process. John had worked himself up too and wanted to get inside his wife
and right now. He entered the bedroom, cock in hand. Sadie came out of her
far away daydream and looked him in the eye. “I didn’t know you were
home. How much have you seen?” She asked unapologetically. “I’ve seen
it all and I want to enter you now to complete the moment.” John was
almost at the bed and preparing to mount his wife after such a long time
without the experience. “Stop there. Sadie was very firm. You are not
having me now. Stand there. Watch….and wank!
With that, Sadie unfastened another blouse button and as the blouse gaped
further open, it unleashed a heaving breast and stout nipple right in front
of John’s eyes. “Feast on that.” Sadie was very much in charge. Then,
for the first time, as her hand went to the thong, instead of stroking the
outside, it disappeared inside and John could see that a large part was
inside the enormous love chamber that he so wanted to be in himself. Sadie
began the rubbing and thrusting that was obviously bringing her closer to a
climax. The other hand was roughly rubbing her blouse and breasts. Faster
and faster her activity became. “Wank, you bastard, wank.” The order was
pretty clear and John was straight into action as he watched his wife
writhing in ecstasy in front of him. In a flash Sadie screamed out loudly
“I’m coming, I’m coming. Fuck me I needed this, I am so fucking
frustrated and yet so sexy. I deserve it.”
John was open mouthed and this was all too much for him as well.
Simultaneously, the screams of delight echoing round the room from his wife,
triggered his own orgasm and he shot a steam of “cum” into the air.
“I’m coming too.” He groaned as he watched his wife in the throes of
her ecstasy. Sadie looked back to see the shot of cum and this seemed to
encourage her own orgasm to new heights. “I am sooo fucking sexy, I am
coming like a train.” She screamed to the world. John could now only look
on, as his wife cavorted in front of him – as sexy and erotic as he had
ever seen her. God, I want you Sadie.” John could not keep it to himself.
“Goooood. That’s what I want too.” Sadie squealed as her orgasm went
through its last gasps.
Finally, as silence and calm resumed, Sadie sat on the side of the bed with
John beside her. “I don’t know what came over me but it was really a
wonderful experience.” “You looked so sexy when I first saw you and I
just couldn’t take my eyes off you.” John was quick to respond. “Then
the show – wow!” I have never seen you like this. How come you suddenly
started the breast stroke!”
Sadie looked John straight in the eye as she was buttoning her blouse. “To
be honest, it was a new experience for me and totally unplanned. I really
wanted tonight to work and thought I would dress up for you. I know you love
me in my white blouse and leather skirt and I wanted to turn you on to me
again after all the recent hassle we’ve been having. Anyway, when I got my
clothes out, I took the hold-ups out of the drawer and was rummaging for my
underwear. I found out the sheer thong and put it on – I like that around
my pussy. Then I was looking out a bra when I thought I would be daring for
once. You are always going on about me leaving off my bra and wearing the
blouse. Well I have never had enough courage – you can see my dark nipples
through it and that is not really me as you know. But I so wanted to get you
hard that I put on the skirt and blouse to see what it looked and felt like.
If I was too self conscious then I would wear a bra or camisole underneath.
Then the trouble started. I was looking at myself in the mirror and
imagining myself in the restaurant like this with all the men ogling my tits
through the blouse. I was going to take it off and then began to sense the
touch of the silky blouse material on my nipples and breasts. It felt really
good and I looked again in the mirror and saw that my nipples were erect and
pushing through the material. They were really prominent. Instead of wanting
to hide them under a bra or something, I just wanted them to be seen. The
bigger and more erect the nipples the better I thought. I felt sooo sexy and
good about myself. I just wanted to touch them and arouse them and me even
more. Of course, once I was thinking like that I flooded the thong. That
felt good too. It was really great to be so stimulated that I was oozing my
juices into my thong. I could visualize myself being admired as a sexy woman
again – I haven’t felt like that for so long. I think you saw the rest.
I couldn’t get enough of myself.”
John was opened mouthed at this new insight into his normally demure wife.
“I thought you were fabulous too. When I saw you staring into the mirror,
I wondered what was going on. Then the stroking and the rest just blew my
mind.” “…and your cock!” “Yes.” Said John sheepishly. But why
wouldn’t you let me touch you?” Sadie looked straight back at him.
“Because you had not earned the right. I want tonight to be successful for
us together. Not just a quickie when you come home. We need to talk and sort
ourselves out. What you did show me was that I still turn you on big time.
It turned me on to have you wank in front of me – just because you thought
I was a real sex bomb again.”
John had to agree that the experience was a good one. “But V. that means
you will change to go out now. I don’t get the benefit of the outfit
anymore!” He was laughing as he said it. Right now she could wear an
overall and he would be into her.
“Don’t you believe it. The blouse is still good. All I need is to press
it and it will be fine. As for the thong – I am keeping it on! It feels so
wet and soaked by my juices. I want to feel like that all evening. So it
stays on – for now!”
John could not believe that this was his oh so shy wife talking. In a moment
she had passed him and went off to iron the blouse. He followed her out of
the bedroom and was soon hard again as she peeled it off to iron. Her ample
breasts staring right back at him. “Don’t touch me.” Sadie was firm.
“When I am dressed and ready you can kiss me.”
As she slipped the blouse on and buttoned it – just enough and still
showing her cleavage, John went hard once more. Sadie moved over too him and
kissed him provocatively, grabbing his cock in her hand as she did and
squeezing hard. John went straight for a breast and stroked and squeezed
encouragingly. The nipple responded as expected. “That’s enough for now.
We both know what is on offer if we get this right. So let’s do it.”
John nodded and the two left the house to drive to the restaurant. Both
hoping for the outcome they desired.