She walks to me and holds me close to her. I feel her warmth and drown myself in her scent. We look deeply into each other’s eyes and she kisses me lightly on my lips and says “Watch me?”
I sit comfortably in the saggy armchair that has itself been the scene of many of our sexual escapades, and focus my attention on my wife.
Emily undresses slowly, unbuttoning her dress and allowing it to fall to the floor. Her perfect ‘B’ cup boobs send a sudden jolt through me. Every fibre in my body wants to get up and caress them…kiss them…suck them….but I know I am not invited.
As she always does when she asks me to watch. She begins a monologue. “Oh Anna…..I’ve been so wet today. I couldn’t work for thinking about you. Look.”
She peels the front of her blue cotton panties down and holds the front about mid thigh so I can see inside the crotch. There is so much of her there, and my own vagina leaps in response. I feel my own wetness spreading between my legs.
Emily peels her panties off, but she doesn’t throw them at me. She wants me to watch…and I shall. She props herself against the headboard, and gently starts to circle e]her clit. I notice there is a towel already spread on our bed, and that tells me she has planned this.
“Today, at work, I thought of the first time we made love. How I wanted to not just possess you, I wanted to meld with you…to become one with you. I remember how you touched me….like this…..I’ve been masturbating using your rhythm and two fingers ever since. I never touch myself anymore….it’s always you, Anna….your fingers…..”
I see wetness begin to form a single glassy drop as it forms in her vagina. Slowly and with exquisite care it runs down to her bum hole. “ I think of you in the restroom at work….sometimes, during the day I may take two, or even three pairs with me and I may either masturbate or wet myself. Anna….I am yours…..totally and in every way yours…..and this….this my love….is for you.”
I had been so transifixed on her right hand that I didn’t notice her left was creeping around a butt cheek. She has timed this perfectly and as her own wetness lubricates her bum, so she pushes a finger deep inside her tight, secret hole. A hole only I have penetrated before. “The first time you tongue-fucked my bum hole, I thought I would die with ecstasy……oh Anna…..I’m going to cum…..watch me…oh watch me my Angel.”
And she came, arching her back, and the squirt jetted from her, way over the limits of the towel, and almost off the bed.
I sat in my chair with the tears of unadulterated love pouring down my face….
…which is where you find me now, iPad on my knees, and panties soaked through.
No, I won’t masturbate, although on a purely physical level, I so want to…..I know, without being told, that sometime today, this evening, Emily will simply wrap her arms around me and take me to heaven.
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