While mixing up the two concoctions I made them just a tad bit stronger than she was used, but I was careful not to make them too strong. I wouldn't want her passing out on me too early. As she polished off the last drink I noticed she still had not wiped the cum from her face. This was highly unusual behavior from her, not that I was really complaining. It definitely made me wonder how much a mess she would let me make on and in her.
Once finished with the drink she turned back to me and took a good look at me cock. It was semi-erect, but not hard enough to please her. He walked on over to me and took my dick in her hands, "Oh, this won't do. Follow me."
She started walking away and I simply trotted after her. Now one of the best things about my wife is that she actually gave me a room in the house to do whatever I wanted with. She let me decorate and furnish my room with all the man toys I could play with. She led me to my room. Once there she had me sit in my favorite chair. She instructed me to lean back relax while she took care of a few things. She walked out leaving me alone. I could hear her head to the kitchen, then heard her muffled footsteps on the carpet as she moved about the house. After a few minutes she walked back in with a drink for me in one hand and her iPod in the other. She handed me a glass full of Crown and coke on the rocks; and then walked over to my home theater system to plug in the iPod. No longer naked she was wearing a plain blue button up shirt the reached just below her ass. Only a few of the buttons were done, and her creamy round tits looked as if they were ready to burst free.
"Well aren't you a little overdressed." I said in a matter of fact manner.
Looking back over her shoulder, "Shut up and drink your drink, and just enjoy this."
She bent over at the waist, keeping her back abnormally straight, as he plugged in the iPod. As her shirt hiked up I was expecting to glimpse a good view of her ass, but was a little disappointed to see she was wearing a pair of tight, white panties.
Challenging her womanhood I said, "Not sure what you are planning babes, but wearing a shirt and panties ain't exactly a turn on at this point."
About that time her music started bumping through the speakers. She turned up the bass, then walked on over to where I was sitting. She straddled my lap and spoke, "Now remember when we were younger and you would go out with your friends to the strip club. You would come home rock hard and ready to fuck. Well I am betting I get you harder than any of those little fucking sluts ever could. Besides I love being your fucking dirty whore."
I let out a little laugh and fed her ego just a little, "Baby, you will always be my little dirty fucking whore. And not one of those girls ever had an ass as hot as yours."
She smiled, grabbed my hand and guided it under her shirt onto her tits, "So when was the last time you were naked during a lap dance, got to enjoy a strong drink at a strip club, or even got to fuck a stripper?" she asked knowing full well what the answer was.
"Never." I responded. "Can I assume the hands off policy is out the window as well?"
"Only if you promise to play with my tits and spank my ass Daddy." she teased.
With that she crawled off me, took a couple of steps back, and began dancing seductively to the music. This was the first time I had ever seen her attempt to dance in a sexy manner. It reminded me of that scene in 'True Lies' with Jamie Lee Curtis, except there was not bed post or pole for her to hold onto. It definitely was not bad for her first time, and the swaying of her hips mimicked the rhythmic gyrations of her hips grinding on my cock. I loved watching her dance for me and couldn't wait to see and feel her in my lap.
About my drink. My wife knows that when I get a little more than buzzed I become a sex crazed maniac that pretty much tries to fuck her seven ways from Sunday all night long. While she usually does not like for me to get that inebriated, she had made me a very strong drink; which I was convinced was 75% alcohol and 25% coke; in my huge Oktoberfest beer mug that usually holds a liter and a half of beer. I could tell she was really trying to get me drunk tonight. I sat there and took swig after swig as I watched her dance and strip for me.
She only had three of the buttons done on the shirt, but she didn't unbutton them in the conventional way. Instead she pulled on the sides of the shirt just above each button slowly and methodically until they popped off on by one. It was definitely a little hotter than watching any stripper undress. Once the last buttoned had been popped off she opened her shirt revealing her luscious DD tits. Then she bent over slightly letting gravity pull her huge breasts away from her body, and jiggled them in a teasing manner. All I could think about was how her nipples and bare breasts felt as they brushed against my inner thighs whenever she would give me head. She twirled around a few times before finally throwing the shirt off to the side.
She had her back to me and I finally got a good look at the panties she was wearing. It was a special pair of novelty panties that I had ordered for her a while back. They were white with red trimming, and had 'In Case of Emergency Rip Off' written across the ass. Unfortunately I had accidentally ordered a size to small; which I learned the hard way is definitely not a mistake you want. She had tried them on before, but when she found they did not fit had just put them away. This was the first time I had ever seen her in them. They were definitely a little too tight, but the way they squeezed her ass was kind of hot. She wriggled her tight round bottom at me. It was a little funny and extremely hot at the same time. I could tell she was having a great time acting like a stripper, and I was enjoying every moment of it.
She stood back up and did a little sexy shuffle as she turned to face me, and I got to see just how tight those panties were on her. She was sporting an incredible camel toe. They were so tight that the crotch actually rode up into her pussy, and her labia hung out the sides. Later she told me that the crotch of the panties was pressed firmly against her pussy that dancing around like she was caused the panties to stimulate her clit. She was literally getting off on dancing for me.
I could tell she was getting extremely turned on, although I had no idea the exact reason why, and her arousal was spurring on my arousal. I took another huge swig of my drink and gestured for her to come closer. Still dancing seductively she moved closer until her legs came in contact with mine. Using her legs to bump my apart she maneuvered in between mine, turned around, and dipper her ass down rubbing it against my bare cock. That stiffened my up right away.
I took my free hand and rubbed her perfect ass all over, then gave it a quick sharp smack, leaving a pinkish mark on her ass cheek. Her body jerked at the smack, but I could tell she loved it. She wriggled her ass some more, making sure to barely brush my cock with her bottom. It was her way of asking me to spank her again without saying a word, so I obliged. This time I put a little bit more force behind it. She let out a pleasurable whimper.
"Oh yes Daddy, spank my ass. Spank me harder." she urged.
"You like your ass spanked don't you, you dirty slut." I teased.
Begging me to treat her like a dirty slut, "Yes Daddy, spank me like the dirty fucking whore I am. I want you to be rough with me and make me your fucking cum slut. Oh, I'm so horny for your cock."
