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One Spring Day

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One Spring Day by John (Helenbuf@aol.com)I was driving my sales route one spring day, just before lunch time and I called home to talk to my wife. When I'd kissed her goodby that morning she had rubbed my dick through my jeans and with a sexy, playful smile said "whatdya say we meet back here later for some mmmm.....lunch?" I smiled and said okay, but if I'm late just start without me. So, I spent most of the morning daydreaming as I drove along, a huge hard-on in my jeans. When I called her, she was just getting into a hot bath. I meant to tease a little, and said that a meeting came up and I couldn't come home. Then she got this really sexy pouty voice on and said "Well, then, I guess there's no reason for both of us to go without........cummming, just because you can't get away from work, what do ya think of that?" She knew how crazy I'd get at the thought of her making herself cum. She knew I loved watching her play with herself, but my real fantasy was to watch her do it when she was all alone. She was trying to: a.) Make damn sure I couldn't possibly come home. and: b.) Make sure I spent my meeting not hearing a word as I drove my self crazy wondering what she was doing. Well, at that I said "You know I'd get there if I could" letting her hear me swear at my boss for doing this to me. What she didn't know was that I was at that moment on my way home and would be there in about 20 minutes. After we hung up, I concentrated on keeping my car on the road as I sped home. I got home and found the front door locked (she never locked the door when she was home during the day). That told me something was up and I opened the door quietly with my key and went inside. Music was playing on the stereo, and I smelled bath lotion in the warm humid air as I walked to the bathroom, finding it empty. I then walked towards the bedroom and stopped right outside the open doorway (believe it or not, in our century-old farm house there was no door on our bedroom.) As I looked around the doorway, the first thing I saw was her bare feet and legs on the bed. I saw that her legs were spread slightly, and then I noticed that they were moving in a very slight rocking motion. Music covered the sound as I slowly moved over and saw that she was laying on her back on the bed, still damp from her bath. She had on her over-sized T-shirt, but had it pulled up above her waist and she was looking at one of my Penthouses (I didn't know she even knew I had those). Her long legs were spread, and she was holding the tip of her vibrator softly against her clit, moving it in slow tiny circles. I knew it might embarass her terribly for me to be watching her like that, and I felt bad for a second and thought maybe I shouldn't spy on her like that (I got over the guilt a milisecond later, like I was gonna pass this oportunity up). My cock was so hard so fast, it was so increadibly hot to see her getting herself off. I really couldn't believe my luck, I mean, I couldn't have planned it better, if she hadn't had that music playing, I wouldn't have been able to pull into the drive without her hearing me, let alone come inside and sneak across our sqweaky floor to stand right at the doorway. I mean, there she was, playing with her pussy, obviously hot and horny, and she was gonna do all the things that she liked to do with herself till she made herself cum. And I was gonna get to watch the entire thing. The only thing missing was that with the music playing, I couldn't hear her sigh and moan. I was naked, in a hurry, and I stood there watching as I slowly pumped my hard cock (actually I had to go easy so I wouldn't make myself cum too soon). When she layed the magazine down, I had to pull back so she wouldn't see me. She was leafing slowly through the pages, looking at the pictures as she played the vibrator over her clit. I wanted to see which pictures she was looking at, but I was afraid she'd see me so I stayed back. From where I stood, I could see her to just above her waist. She was taking her time, almost lazily playing with herself, at first. She would take the vibrator and slide it down between her pink lips, sliding it slowly inside her pussy, holding it there, getting it wet, then sliding the juice up over her lips and her clit. I was fascinated, watching her. Sometimes she would pull one knee up and arch her back as she pushed the vibrator deep inside herself. After awhile, when she started reading the forum letters, she picked the magazine up with one hand, holding it over her face. Then I could just move right to the doorway to get real close. She lay there, not five feet away from me, completely unawhere that I was watching her. Her hips started rocking more and she was just holding the vibrator against her clit, moving it faster back and forth. Then I saw her thighs start to tremble and twitch as her orgasm began. Her hips began to buck and her legs spasmed, then closed around her hand. At that point I could hear her breathless moan as she continued to hold the vibrator against her clit until it really looked like she couldn't stand it any longer. Then she opened her legs and pulled it away, as she lay back breathing heavily, her legs still spread open. Her pussy lips were pink, swollen, and shiney wet. She layed back on the pillow, just for a minute, then got up to put the magazine back in my drawer. When she saw me, she sucked in a breath in shock and her eyes opened wide. I was just standing there smiling at her as she looked down at my dripping cock. She started laughing and threw a pillow at me as I came into the room. I sat on the bed and continued pumping my cock as she sat next to me watching, asking if I liked what I saw. I told her how much I loved it and how hot it made me. It was only a couple of minutes before I exploded with my own orgasm.