Warm front cumming in

It took me a while to notice it.  He'd cross his legs or angle his crotch away from me thinking I wouldn't notice.  And I didn't, for a while.  Eventually it was too obvious, particularly as it was happening at the same time, every time.  When that cute little weather girl was on TV.  My boyfriend was, without a doubt, hard as a rock whenever she came on.

Don't get me wrong, I understood why.  She was the dictionary definition of 'perky'.  She was short, relatively slim but with just the right amount of curvy-ness.  And those tits, while not exactly big, were just sit up and beg perky.  She had that whole girl-next-door but also a total sex kitten look perfected.  She usually had short skirts and tight sweaters on, often with leather boots.  If i'm honest she turned me on too.  I couldn't blame my boyfriend for the inevitable jerk off session he was enjoying later in private.

Well, I decided in the end that I wanted in on the fun the two of them were having!

One morning he was on the sofa just in his joggers and a t-shirt and I knew it was coming up to weather update time. Right on time she appeared on screen.  She was wearing a tight white sweater top, a plaid skirt and black tights.  Sure enough i glance over and he is tenting rapidly!  But this time, before he can hide it, I make my move.  I calmly say: "She really is a fuckable little thing isn't she?".  And without thinking, as if it was one his buddies he was talking to, he replies "Damn right.  Look at them puppies".  It takes him a second or two to realise where he is and what he's just said.  Yep.  That's right buddy:  you've just admitted to you girlfriend that you think that cute weather girl is fuckable.  Busted.

He looks over at me, fearing I'll be sitting there furious.  Poor thing.  The look of confusion on his face when he says i'm on the verge of a fit of giggles.  Then the sense of relief when he realises i'm not mad.  But then confusion again at what I do next:  I reach over and slip my hand inside his joggers.  

I maintain eye contact with him as I grip his cock in my hand and slowly start to stroke it.  I tell him "it's ok, you can keep watching her as I do this".  By now, Little Miss Perky has finished chatting to the presenters of the breakfast TV show and is alone on screen in front of the map.  His eye are focused on her and he begins moaning with each stroke.  I can feel him getting harder and harder in my hand and I'm getting horny as hell now too, I can feel my pussy getting wetter.

I whisper into his ear: "Now imagine watching as she opens her legs and I bury my head between them, take off her panties and start licking her delicious pussy."  His cock is throbbing now, he's close.  "You wanna fuck her don't you?  You want to lift up the cute plaid skirt,  slide that hard cock inside her and fill her with your cum don't you?"  "oh fuck yes!" he blurts out.  " I can tell" I reply feeling his hardness quiver between my fingers, "It's ok baby, you can cum for her now, I don't mind..." and with his biggest moan yet he cums hard, it runs all over my fingers, it feels so good.

He slowly starts to recover and looks over to me.  Before he can say anything, it tell him:  "Now go shower and get yourself off to work. Tonight, I expect you to do to me absolutely everything you've just imagined doing to her".  He has an adorable, dumb grin on his face as he disappears upstairs.  

I can see Little Miss Perky is still on screen, she's talking to a guest about something weather related.  The camera is showing her side on, showing off her amazing legs and tight butt, and those tits are demanding my attention.  So, I slide my my hand with some of my man's cum still on it, inside my panties, and start to play...