By cheeks4u2c
Lately, I have been feeling a little neglected by my dear husband. Yes, he went down on me in the usual most awesome fashion last night, but he has been denying my need to feel some cock deep inside of me. So, I have come up with a plan...
I still have about 1 1/2 hours until he is home from work. Instead of leaving him a note, I have left him an e-mail to check our favorite site (Wifelovers, of course) and to find out which entry in the Wife Stories he thinks is from me. In this way, he can find out what I have planned for this evening.
I started to execute my plan in a nice, hot bubble bath, in which I shaved and smoothed every inch of my body. I couldn't resist the urge for a little pre-game in the form of the Jacuzzi jets blowing on my clit. I filled my head with images of what the night was to hold for me as far as finding some stud to fulfill my needs. Before I knew it, I was cumming full force and now I find my need for a pussy full of cock intensified ~ I am one hungry girl.
I got out of the tub, somewhat satisfied, but not fully by any means. I trimmed myself to a perfect little landing strip and lotioned and perfumed my smooth, tan skin from head to toe. French pedicure next, and I am good to head to the bedroom and figure out which enticing clothing will be caressing my body. It is summer, but unseasonably chilly, so I have settled on a short black skirt, sheer white blouse, and tall sandals to show off my perfect feet and shapely legs. Underwear or not...hmmm...maybe you can reply to this and let me know before I leave for the evening. I usually choose none, but maybe tonight someone is up for some white lace panty shots. It is just as much of a turn on to be fingered up a skirt with no panties on as it is to be fingered while having your wet panties pulled aside.
I am first going to head to the mall to do a quick trip shopping and tease the young valets. They are familiar with me and they all clamor to park my car. Then there is an upscale bar that I plan to head to that seems to have an overabundance of tipsy gentlemen fresh from a day on the links. Maybe I can get them to talk about their shafts with me. Oh, a girl can only be so lucky. I love to meet a guy in a bar who can't help but to stare at me and then come to find out he hasn't had a worthy lay in what seems like forever. I will invite him outside, away from the noise and turn the conversation towards anything sexual. I love to reach down and gently brush past his cock and feel his reaction to being with such a straight-forward woman, I am not looking for a relationship ~ just fuck me, let me fuck you, whatever. Another trick is to just take his hand and guide it up my blouse. No bra, hard nipples, mmmm...that's usually all it takes. From there on, it's lots of tongue, groping, unzipping, licking, sucking, and the wild fuck that he certainly hasn't had in a long time, and the kind that I am looking for this evening.
So, honey, when I come home, with a dripping pussy, you had better be ready for me to go down on you and make you hard, too. I'll be ready for round two.
Kisses
~Cheeks
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