It had been a long week at work, and I couldn’t wait to get home, kick off my shoes, grab a glass of wine, and watch a movie. But when I got home I soon found out that my husband Ben had other ideas. Wanting to go out, have a few drinks, and play a few games of pool, he met me at the door with the idea. I know he really wanted to go out, but I just wanted to stay in and relax, so I kissed him on the lips and told him to go on without me, but promised to make it up to him when he got home. Smiling he hugged me, ran his hands up my body, then gave my ass a firm squeeze saying, “I’ll hold you to that.”
“I know you will,” I said then kissed him again more deeply.
As he got ready to go, I got ready to stay in. I decided to watch my movie in our bedroom, because we would both end up there anyways. I picked out a comedy on the pay preview, and then went to the kitchen for my wine and something to eat. As I was finishing up in the kitchen, Ben came in kissed me goodbye as you rubbed his thumb across my nipple, and said he would be home by midnight. Giggling, I locked the door behind him and headed to our bedroom. Wanting to get out of my work cloths I changed into a sex red and black lace nightie, and decided against wearing any panties. I knew Ben would have a few drinks tonight, and not wearing panties would help him out. I also decide that around 11:00 I would put in a porn to help get me going, because if Ben had one to many drinks, then there is a chance he would finish before me, so if I’m already worked up, we should cum at the same time. As I was changing I took a few minutes to look at myself naked in the mirror. Ben always tells me what a knockout I am, but I tend to be my worst critic. I’m not a tall girl, only standing at 5’3”, but I have a great hour glass figure. My breasts are a 36C and are round, firm, and sit high on my chest. My flat stomach and shapely legs make my firm ass look even better, especially when I wear heels. My long light brown hair curls and falls to the middle of my back, and my hazel eyes are bright and Ben says that they are amazing. Looking closer t my face I run a finger over my full pouty lips and I run another finger over my bare nipple causing it to start to harden and stick out more. Satisfied with what I was looking at in the mirror, I slipped on the nightie that feels so good against my skin and head to the bedroom to watch my movie.
A little after 11:00 my movie ended, and I popped in the porn I had picked out. It started out with a girl being called into her boss’s office because he had caught her stealing out of the cash register, and was going to fire her. We all know how this goes, she begs him not to fire her in return that she would do anything he wants. As the movie progresses and the two of them are licking , sucking, and fucking each other in every way imaginable, I run my hand down my stomach and catch the hem of my nightie and slowly pull it up. As the boss goes down and starts licking the girls pussy, my finger finds my hard little nub and I start slowly rubbing it in small circles. Feeling that wonderful tingle shouting through my body I slide my other hand down and slide two fingers into my already soaked pussy. As the seen on the movie increases and the boss is fucking the girl hard and fast doggie style, my fingers are plunging in and out of my pussy as deep as I can get them while my other hand works feverishly on my clit. By the time the boss empties his load across the girls face and tits, I have brought myself to my own orgasm arching my back and moaning loud as my juices shoot out of me. I lay on the bed for a few minutes to catch my breath, and then get up to go clean up a little bit. As I walk into the bathroom, I notice the headlights of Ben’s car pulling into our driveway. I finish cleaning up, walk to the entryway and strike sexy pose leaning against the wall as the door unlocks and opens.
“Welcome home baby,” I say with my sexiest voice as he walks in. He stops dead in his tracks and smiles at me, and then his face falls and says, “We need to talk,” as another man walks in the door behind him. Shocked I wrap my arms around myself trying to cover up the best I can as I say with concern in my voice, “Ben, who the hell is that?”
“Please, let me introduce myself. My name is John, and I meet your husband at the bar tonight. Mmmm Ben she is even sexier that you described.” As the man talked he patted Ben on the back as his eyes slowly moved over my body. My arms doing very little to cover myself up.
“Ok,” I said, “So why the hell are you here?” Both men looked at each other for a second then Ben stepped forward taking me by the arm and leading me into the kitchen again saying, “We need to talk.” In the kitchen he unravels a tale of meeting John at the bar, playing pool with him all night, and talking about everything under the sun.