What lies underneath – The beginning

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It was Friday night and I was heading home from a long day at work; too much drama in my office if you ask me. The secretaries are always arguing amongst themselves attempting to decide who is the sexiest: My opinion, it was definitely Claire. The way she wore those short skirts and when she bent over I could sometimes get a glimpse of that sexy underwear. Oh, I longed to see it every day and figure out which tiny pair she was wearing and think about if it was matching the equally fantastic bra encasing those luscious breasts. Truth be told, I have a serious thing for lingerie. “I must stop,” I said out loud. “I’m so fucking hard. I hope Jenny is home.” Jenny is my amazing wife. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on (and not just because I am biased). She has a perfect figure at five foot four inches, 32D breasts, a tiny waist and the most picturesque, curvaceous ass imaginable. To top it off, her face is flawless beauty with blue-grey eyes and her long black hair that makes her almanbahis şikayet features stand out. She is amazing in more than just her looks though, as she is the most giving person in and out of bed, and our relationship could not be better; especially the sex. I got home and pulled the car into the garage, being careful to adjust my hard cock before I got out of the car. I did not want to walk in with it so obviously protruding though my slacks as to catch the attention of my wife who had apparently gotten home early, as her car was already in the garage. “Honey, I’m home!” I exclaimed as I swung open the door. “And already warmed up I can see…” Jenny was standing there in the kitchen staring straight at my crotch. She must have heard me open up the garage and was waiting to ambush me. “Has my lovey been paying too much attention to the women at work?” She was talking in the most enticing tone. “Trying to get a peek at their undies no doubt?” By this point she had a sheepish grin on almanbahis canlı casino her face and my cheeks were filling with blood almost as much as my growing cock was. I really do love that she embraces my fetish for female undergarments. There are a lot of women who wouldn’t, and for me to find such a goddess who loves me the way she does, and who is so tolerable of my fetishes is unbelievable. “Go take a shower and change, we are going out.” She commanded. “And don’t even think about playing with that gorgeous cock!” I was slightly taken aback, but I must admit I liked this new dominant side to Jenny. Where was this leading? What is ahead of me tonight? There were so many things running through my mind causing an insufferable aching in my cock as it grew more engorged than I could remember it ever being before. I needed to stroke it to release the pressure building inside my balls, but I dared not at the whim of this new woman in the next room. When I dressed, Jenny ensured that I almanbahis casino wore some fitted jeans to control anything that ‘popped up’. She was wearing a tiny blue dress that was so tight and contoured to her body that it may have been painted on. We got in the car and she told me to drive to Curves, the local strip club. When we arrived we paid the fee at the door and nestled in a nice booth in the corner with a great view of the stage. She told me that no matter what I was not to touch my cock and that she was the one who would be having the fun at first. Time seemed to inch by as I watched all the women prancing around in the lingerie, offering up lap dances while the girl on center stage seductively moved around the stage continually eyeing Jenny, like a bird hunting prey. We sat in silence until the end of the song when Jenny asked me for all the money I had in my wallet, which turned out to be three hundreds and a couple of twenties. As she took the bills from me, either the allure of the ‘100’ printed on the green paper, or the sexual electricity that had built up between the two brought the girl who had just exited the stage directly over to our booth. “Hey beautiful,” she said to Jenny as she sat down, completely ignoring me as if I was not there.

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