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This is What I Got for Going To Bed Early

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This is What I Got for Going To Bed Early by Fuzzy (fuzzydad20@hotmail.com)I never thought I would have ever seen what I did that night and it blew me away. I was exhausted from work and went to bed early, my wife opted to stay up and read for a while. We lived in a 2 bedroom apartment, the bedroom doors opening out into the living room area. Sometime during the evening, I awoke to go to the bathroom. Our door was only open maybe about an inch or so and as I reached for the knob, looking out, I froze.There was my wife, on the sofa, reading her novel, her right hand down the front of her black stretch pants, slowly caressing herself as she read. I was absolutely mesmerized by what was being played out before me; my cock got so hard, so fast, that it actually hurt. She did not see me looking from the cracked doorway, and I kept deathly quiet as I watched. She was too involved with her reading and rubbing herself.Slowly, without taking my eyes from her, I reached for the bottle of baby oil we keep on the nightstand, poured a little into my own hand, and started to stroke my cock. The temptation to join her was so intense, but all I could do was watch and stroke along with her. She wasn't going very fast, and I swear, in the quiet space between us, I could hear her fingers swimming in her wetness. She moved one leg down a little to better her reach, yet all I could see was the stroking beneath her pants, her soft hand that I so love on my cock pressing insistent circles over her clit and lips.I didn't have to wait very long for her to quicken her pace, not much, just enough for her breath to get a little heavier, and to softly bite her lip, so as not to make a sound. I followed with her, stroke for stroke, letting my own droplets join with the oil to make the gliding up and down over my head feel like the inside of her pussy. I watched and stroked as she started going a little faster, her hips beginning to grind against her fingers. A soft breath escaped her sweet lips and I almost came when I heard her.It was difficult to keep from coming before her as I was so incredibly aroused by this most beautiful performance. She was stroking just the clit now, her hand pressing back and forth over the sweet pearl I love to lick and suck. She lay the book down, spread her legs even further and I could now hear how wet she was as she rubbed her clit for all she was worth. I started pounding my cock right with her and, as she arched her back, a gasp and silent moan escaped her and I came so hard that my legs almost buckled beneath me.I grabbed a towel from the bedside and began to clean myself, still quietly watching as she lay in her afterglow, her hand still softly caressing herself. I hurriedly slipped back into bed, not sure how far she was from coming to bed. I pretended to sleep as she slipped in beside me, and, after a moment of nestling in to my back, she reached around with the same hand and started to stroke me. For once, I had no problem getting hard again as I moaned softly, feeling the heat from her breasts against my back, her nipples hard and warm. Unbelievably, she whispered to me to wake me, "Please, wake up and fuck me."But, that is another story……