Nothing more relaxing than a good book after a warm shower, Tammy thought as she settled down next her husband on the couch, clad only in the soft bathrobe she got for Christmas and a towel around her head. She was about halfway into the book, that point where the plot has been pretty well established and things were really starting to get interesting. A friend of hers had recommended this one. She said it was one hell of a steamy bodice ripper. So far it had been pretty disappointing. Peter had been chasing Samantha who had been putting up a token resistance as always happens in these book.
She was pretty well into book land when Ben, her husband spoke. "What ya reading?" he asked her. "Nothing," she replied as she blushed a little, not wanting to tell him that she had been hoping for a dirty novel. The TV was off which meant he had been watching her for awhile. "Why don't you read some of it out loud," he suggested gently. She knew there was no way out of it.
He watched her and listened intently to her words as she read to him. Peter and Samantha just survived a car accident. They didn't know who was trying to kill them. Samantha had just finished the shower. Peter was in the room taking his shirt off. Tammy knew that the love scene she was waiting for was just about to happen. She resisted the urge to touch herself as she read. Ben was watching after all and she thought him watching her play with herself would be too embarrassing.
The writer was good and Tammy quickly felt herself drawn back into the story. There was the normal dialog, lots of innuendo and plenty of double entendre. Peter and Samantha were just now settling on to the bed and sliding beneath the smooth silky covers. Peter was describing the smell of Samantha's sex and how aroused she was. Tammy's own arousal wasn't lost on Ben. She had been so engrossed in her reading that she hadn't noticed him gently part her robe. He slowly and gently kissed his way up her leg while she was reading out loud. She stirred subconsciously and parted her legs for him, but gave no sign of noticing him.
He was careful to pace himself. He'd been with her for several years. He enjoyed watching her read her books. She didn't know it, but he had always enjoyed watching her play with herself as she read through the love scenes. He wanted to make it an activity for both of them.
He'd done his research on the internet ahead of time. He wanted to find a book with plenty of buildup to some well written erotica. None of those lame innuendos, he wanted something downright pornographic. He finally found the perfect book. He bought himself a copy and read through it in secret, carefully making note of the first in a long series of passionate love scenes. He talked to Frank at work. It just so happened that Frank was the husband of one of Tammy's best friends. Through that connection he was able to arrange for Tammy to start reading the book. From there it was just a simple matter of following her progress through it and being ready at the right time. Knowing what was happening and when certainly didn't help with the timing of his current endeavor either.
He was slowly working his way up her calf as Peter was going over Samantha's breasts. It wouldn't be much longer now. Peter began kissing his way down Samantha's flat tummy. That was his cue to move it up. Ben started kissing his way up Tammy's soft inner thigh to reach her warm slit just as Peter reached Samantha's. Ben kissed her outer lips, parting them slowly with his tongue.
She had been so into the moment she hardly noticed it. Peter had been slowly teasing Samantha. God she wished Ben wasn't watching so she could play with herself. As if reading her mind, there Ben was. She struggled, gasped in excitement, and almost came then. She had to struggle to focus on the book. It was tough work, but she quickly realized that Ben was following the activity of the story. As Peter played with Samantha, so did Ben play with Tammy. He gently sucked her clit as she read on. Peter slid his fingers slowly into Samantha, Ben did the same. First one, then two. She stopped and put the book down, wanting him to get her off so bad. "Oh baby that feels so good. I want you inside me." She moaned to her lover. He kissed the inside of her leg before looking up to answer her, "your just going to have to keep reading," he replied to her with a wicked smile, using his other hand to massage her clitoris as he spoke.