It was late at night, around 11:00 p.m. I was downstairs lying on the couch and reading a magazine. I noticed you were out of the room for a very long. We had been arguing all afternoon and evening, so I figured you’d gone to the room to have some solitude. I thought about what had happened during the day, and I felt like I needed to apologize. So I went to the bathroom to find you, but you weren’t in there. I decided to put on that short little low-cut red satin nitey you like to see me in along with the red feathery heels. I lightly sprayed on your favorite scent you like to smell on me. As I was coming out of the room, I noticed your office door was cracked, and I saw a glare of light piercing through the darkness. I walked slowly and quietly to the door, and I was wondering what was going on. When I came to the door, I peeped through the crack and I noticed you watching a porn clip on the computer as you stroked your dick which was standing very erect. I was surprised to see you stroke your dick like that, and a little upset because I questioned why you never stroked it like that around me, in fact, just the mere sight of you stroking it, turned me on.
I opened the door. You were so into the porn, you didn’t hear me come in. I flicked the switch, and I almost scared the shit out of you. You stood up with your erect dick hanging out your pants, and you didn’t know what to say or what I was thinking. You stumbled over your words as you tried to explain and apologize. I walked up to you and put my finger to your lips to quiet you.
I said, “It’s okay.” You looked at me in amazement and utter confusion.
You asked, “I thought you didn’t like me watching porn.”
I responded, “I don’t like you to watch porn alone. I would have would have watched it with you if you only had asked me. You didn’t have to hide it from me.”
You said, “Baby I didn’t know and I’m sorry.”
I asked, “Why don’t you stroke your dick around me? It turned me on to see you do that.”
You put your arms around my waist and gave me a kiss on the lips. You were pleased that I wasn’t mad at you. We apologized to eachother for all of the arguing and disagreements during the day. I went to take a seat on the couch. You pushed your chair over to where I was sitting. You asked me to stand so that you could admire the attire I had on for you. After looking me over, you said, “Baby, I want you to make one of my fantasies come true tonight.”
I innocently asked, “What is that baby.”
You grabbed my ass and said, “I always wanted to fuck you like a little slut with heels on. I’ve always hoped you to dress up in some sexy wear and let me fuck you anyway I wanted to, and you did nothing but take it all.”
I gently stroked your face with the back of my hand and said, “Tonight, I’m all yours.” I then thought about something and said, “You know we have gotten away from telling the other what we’d like sexually and I think tonight is as good of time as any for us to stop holding back and be honest with the other.”
You suggested that we masturbate together, and I agreed to it. You slipped off my nitey and told me to sit on the couch. I sat down, opened my legs, and your dick began to get hard again. You began to stroke it as you told me where and how to rub my pussy for you.
You instructed, “Take one hand and play with your clit and lean back on the couch and take the other hand to squeeze your titties and pinch your nipples.”
As I did as I was told, I began to moan. I had masturbated before, but it was only when you weren’t home; I was too embarrassed to do it in front of you.
You began to say things like, “Oh yeah baby, I like how you are touching my pussy. I am going to fuck you so good and hard tonight. Damn your pussy look so good.”
As I teased myself and listened to you talk to me like that I became more and more turned on. You had never talked to me in that way. I liked it. You kept talking dirty to me, and then you told me to put a finger in my pussy to feel my warmth, and I did as I was told. I couldn’t believe how much I liked doing this in front of you, and my pussy was so wet now.
You asked, “Are you wet yet baby?”