My Wife Denies She’s A Tease

My Wife Denies She’s A Tease – chapter 1

by aliveinpr

My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing.

Sandy and I joined the marriage population ten years ago. We base our happiness on being open with each other. We heard that the older the marriage, the more stale the sex life. This hasn’t hit us as we try to keep our sexual appetites honed with spontaneity and fun.

One night, as we laid panting and cooling down from our second round of rowdy couplings, I asked Sandy if she remembers our first meeting. She began to laugh and said, “Sure, I flirted with you so hard, you had to notice me. I got your attention and here we are married”. I smiled and said, “flirt, hell, you were teasing me. You’re such a big tease. Being a ‘cock tease’ is not flirting”. Sandy said, “I don’t tease. I was flirting with you, and you know it”. “OK, OK,” I said, “If you say sitting and hiking your skirt up to show a lot of leg and a sight of panties to men is flirting, how do you define ‘teasing’”. Sandy looked at me for a few seconds and said, “I don’t really know. That is the only way I know how to flirt”.

She was laying on her stomach and I gave her ass a little swat and she turned over and grabbed my cock and leaned in to suck it, but she then let go and turned away. “Now. that’s ‘cock teasing’,” she said, “letting a man see a lot of leg, that is just flirting”. I said, “What if you showed too much leg, exposing the crotch of your panties”? She thought for a bit and said, “I think it would still be flirting”. I laughed at her logic and said, “If you weren’t a red head, I would say you had a ‘blonde’ moment”. She laughed and rolled to me and took my cock into her mouth and made me ready for our third round.

Three times in a night, I was spent, well, so was she. I woke and saw her head bobbing up and down on my cock. Sandy said, “I thought I would wake you early so we could have a bit of fun before we had to get ready for work. We both enjoyed early morning sex and I wondered how her day went when her panties would fill with cum as she tried to concentrate on her work. We didn’t have sex every morning, but I did wonder if she spent the day wearing wet panties.

We showered together and she played with my cock as I was running a soapy wash cloth over her breasts. I almost emptied my load onto her stomach as she was pulling my cock. She then let go and said, “Now, big boy, that’s ‘cock teasing’”. I gave her nipple a pinch and told her she was a nasty bitch. She laughed and got out and dried off. As we were getting into our cars, I asked her if her ‘cock teasing’ was a precursor to sex later tonight. She said, “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe I’ll let you have ‘blue balls’ all night”. She drove East and I drove West to work.

While I was at work, I kept thinking about the line between flirting and teasing, how thin was that line? I was now more aware of the female employees. I saw one standing and talking to a male co-worker at his desk. She kept smiling and twirling her hair while talking. Then I saw another in the lounge, when a male entered, she seemed to swing in her chair with her legs facing him and her legs slightly parted. Her eyes followed him for a long time and she smiled when he made eye contact. Then, my assistant Amy, came to my desk and sat in a chair across from me. She was wearing a short skirt and her legs were parted more than ‘lady like’. She smiled when catching me looking at her exposed panties. I was busted and I also knew she purposely made me erect, I wouldn’t be able to stand without exposing my excitement. That was definitely a ‘tease’, she seemed to enjoy making me uncomfortable.

I started to wonder if my wife teased her male co-workers that way. She said she flirted, but if she acted the same as Amy, then it was ‘teasing’, making men uncomfortable. I know my wife, she liked men looking at her hot body, she enjoyed making them ‘hard’. Of all the females in the office, I estimated that over half were teasers. Things I used to be unconscious about, but now that I was aware, I was sporting more erections at work.

I got home and was semi-hard thinking of all the panties I saw at work. The long legs and short skirts. The low cut blouses, tight pants. Now that I was conscious of the open sexual innuendos at work, was I going to get any work done? I was more aware of the sexual harassment policies now. I could see how men were tempted to ‘touch’ or make inappropriate comments. How many of those women were aware of their actions, it seemed that my wife felt that she was only flirting. Did the women I worked with only feel they were just flirting, being friendly? Was it sexual enjoyment for these women knowing they gave men erections from their teasing?

I was in deep thought when I was brought back to Earth. “Bob, Bob, are you alright”? I realized Sandy was asking. She looked at me and then said, “Oh, my God, you have a hard-on”. I hugged her and gave her a long loving kiss when answering, “You women just don’t know when you are teasing us men”. Sandy then asked, “Why do you have a hard-on”? I laughed and said, “I spent the day watching the actions. What was the difference between ‘teasing’ and ‘flirting’. I saw more exposed panties in front of men at work than I was aware of. Also, the low cut blouses where boobs were about to pop out. I never realized just how much sexual teasing was done at work”.

“I have a ‘hot’ wife,” I said, “your short tight skirt and low cut blouse”. Sandy said, “I just like to look good. If you guys are such perverts, we can’t help it”. “Yeah,” I said, “just like a lolly pop, we guys want to bury our faces between your legs and lick your succulent nectar”. Sandy began to laugh and said, “I wish. Are you offering”? “Drop your panties and spread your legs, baby”, I said. I knelt on the floor before her and buried my face in her pussy. With her panties around her ankles, I felt them and they were wet. Yes, she liked to tease at work, she got off giving her co-workers hard-ons.

“Oh, God,” Sandy moaned, “We should do this every night when you get home. Yeah, lick me baby, I’m about ready. Yes, lick me, lick me”. Her legs began to tremble and closed against my head, locking me against her pussy. I licked and felt her juices begin to seep into my mouth. She grabbed my hair and began yelling, “YES, YES, I’M CUMMING. EAT ME, EAT ME”. Her legs could‘t hold her any longer, with my head locked in her pussy, we fell to the floor as her body spasmed from her orgasm.

Her body went limp and her breathing was hard as she moaned, “Oh, that was good. I’ve been horny all day. I needed that”. Her legs relaxed freeing my head. I then asked, “How many men did you show your panties to today”? She thought for a second and said, “I guess I did. I didn’t realize I did that”. “Now you know why I had a hard-on, I saw so many panties today. I was never conscious of so much sexual teasing at work,” I said. Sandy said, “I felt my panties wet driving home. I thought I was thinking about making love tonight. Maybe it was from the stimulation at work. Now that you mention it, I do remember seeing the men looking at my boobs and up my skirt. I didn’t realize it, but yes, there is a sexual atmosphere at work”.

I helped Sandy up and swatted her ass. We went into the kitchen and began working on dinner.