Afternoon Delight
It had been a long time since Dave had taken an afternoon off. He thought it would be nice to surprise his wife with a midweek lunch. As he drove home he noticed how different the neighborhood looked when everyone was at work. Pulling into the driveway, Michael wondered what his wife really did all day when she is home alone.
He decided to sneak into the house as quietly as possible so he could catch the look of shock on her face when he surprised her. As he slipped into the house, he noticed a pair of pink panties lying on the floor in the front hall. Dave bent down to pick them up and noticed that the silky underwear was very damp in a certain area. He sniffed at the crotch, he knew that scent. That was not the scent of a woman doing house- work, that was the scent Samantha only had when she was very excited. The first thought he had was ‘I have to make these afternoon visits a lot more often!’
Turning the corner towards the living room, he saw her. She was lying in their overstuffed chair directly across from him. Dave was standing next to their bookcase in the hall, and had a birdseye view of his wife, yet she couldn’t see him. Samantha was reclining in the chair, her long hair, which she usually wore in a ponytail, was hanging loose on her shoulders. He stood there silently waiting for her next movement. She had her eyes closed as she began to caress herself. Beginning at her neck, she then moved her hand down and gently caressed her chest, rubbing both breasts at the same time, but avoiding contact with her sensitive nipples for the moment. Dave knew how much she loved having her tits played with when they were fucking, he could not wait to see what she’d do next.
During their years together, Dave and Samantha had masturbated in front of each other. This was something that they both took pleasure in but this was different, Samantha was playing with herself thinking no one else was around.
Dave could tell how excited she was getting. Her nipples were as stiff as he had ever seen them and she was starting to breathe a little heavier. Samantha began to lightly rub and pull on her nipples now, moaning a bit as she touched herself. At the same time, he noticed how she kind of rubbed her legs together while she touched her tits. It seemed to heighten her pleasure.
She slowly snaked her right hand down her stomach and softly touched herself between her legs, with her other hand still fondling her stiff nipples. Samantha brought her hand up from between her legs, noticeably wet, and sniffed them. The fragrance seemed to increase her desire. At the same time, Dave sought the panties that he’d found on the floor up to his nose to inhale her aroma. He instantly become aware of how tight his pants felt.
Samantha slid back a bit more in the chair and spread her legs a bit, licked one of her fingers and placed it back between her legs. She moaned slightly and shuddered as she touched herself. Dave noticed her chest becoming flushed. Her other hand moved down between her thighs to open herself up to her touch. Dave watched as his wife pleasured herself right in front of his eyes. He couldn’t believe how turned on she was, not to mention himself. It was all he could do to keep from lunging at her and shoving his face right between her legs, licking her just the way she liked it.
She was definitely turned on, he knew the signs. Her body was covered in a light, delicate sweat that began between her legs and spread outward. The way her toes curled up while she quickly moved her fingers told him that she was near the edge. Samantha loved to play with herself. Dave had known this from the early days of their relationship. She had confided in him after they began dating for a while, and by his re- action she knew that the idea of her pleasuring herself turn Dave on, so she frequently told him stories of her solo pleasures. He loved watching her masturbate in front of him, sometimes rubbing herself through her underwear to get him excited. She would keep rubbing until the crotch of her panties was completely soaked before she would come in front of him, and then she’d take off her wet panties for them both to smell. After that they would make love violently, him taking her from behind while rubbing her wet pussy with his hand until they both exploded in orgasm.
Samantha was about to come. Dave could tell by the familiar little animal sounds she made, and by the way her stomach quaked with her beginning contractions. She started to rub her fingers faster and faster while holding herself open with her other hand. Her legs were sticking out straight ahead, toes curled in pleasure as her buttocks began to clench with the impending orgasm. Samantha began to moan steadily as it hit her. Dave watched as the women he loved brought herself to an intense climax, her face wrought in the agony of pleasure. Samantha continued to rub herself, slowing down her movements as the tightening and releasing in her vagina subsided. She closed her legs and squeezed her hand into her crotch, moaning in satisfaction. Dave was in awe at how beautiful his wife looked at that moment, lying there naked with a post-orgasmic smile on her face.
Dave decided not to spoil her private moment. He slowly snuck back out of the house and back to his car. Pulling out of the driveway he dialed her number on the cell phone. He decided to let her know he would be home shortly and to be waiting for him wearing what she loved to greet him in, panties and a robe.
