| Straight: Husband and Wife: The Blue Dress (1/3) |
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It was already a hectic morning at work and it was only 9:00 am. I reached for my cup of hot tea and took a sip. Suddenly the phone rang. As I delayed answering, its little red light blinked at me with its incessant demand. I sighed, wishing maybe it would be a personal call. Maybe it could even be my wife. Picking it up, I answered with a disconsolate tone in my voice. Sure enough it was her. The sound of my wife's voice immediately eased my tension. "Hi honey! It's me," she said in a cheery voice. "Hey you. How's your morning going?" I asked. "Can you break free to come home for lunch today?" "Sure. I'll be there at the usual time," I replied. "Great! Oh, and by the way, I hope you have a dollar in your pocket," she said. Never mind the reason, but that was a secret phrase we had and it meant she wanted some playful, sexual attention from me. She coyly added, "Dream of me wearing that favorite blue dress you like so much. See you at 11:30 sharp. Bye." Before I could say another word, she hung up leaving me lustfully wanting her. Placing the phone on its hook, visions of her flashed through my mind. I couldn't wait for lunch time to come around. Two more hours would seem like an eternity. And they were. As the time slowly ticked by, the concentration on my work completely disappeared. By quarter after eleven I couldn't wait any longer. I decided to slip out a little early to go have my fun. When I got home and opened the front door she was there to greet me with a long, soft kiss. She was in that dark blue sheer dress that really turns me on. Of course the slip liner was absent today. She stood there braless and my mouth watered with desire. She smiled knowing the affect it always has on me. A string of pearls draped around her neck and matching earrings completed a very sensual look. Looking her up and down, I saw white panties showing through too. They were the silky ones that are so much fun to touch and caress her womanhood through. As I reached for them she pushed me back and said, "Lunch is ready, and you'll have to wait a little longer for that." We sat down to a beautifully prepared setting. A candle and a vase with a single red rose sat at the center of the table. As we talked, the conversation turned to our favorite intimate moments of the past. Taking turns, we would retell intimate memories we each held close to our hearts. They were mostly just tidbits of love and sex etched in our minds. We laughed and blushed at every one of them. As her words flowed into my heart, I couldn't help but admire her tantalizing breasts from across the table. Like looking through a morning fog, the sheer fabric of that blue dress mystified my thoughts. “I love you,” softly fell on my ears as a wellspring of desire was building in me. As we continued our lunch her bare feet roamed under the table. They gradually found their way up my leg and to my crotch. I slipped off my shoes and tried to return the favor as we formed a human pretzel. Fetching the last strawberry, she took a bite and then leaned forward to give me the rest. Dropping it in my mouth, she |
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nice and steamy....