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Fall 2016. I was hoping I wouldn't see him today, I mean really! There are twelve rooms on this floor and only one bathroom with four stalls and four showers. You would think we could work it out, so this doesn't happen, but sure enough, he was in there. The son of a bitch looked at me like it wasn't his fault, and I got so pissed I just went off on him! They say I have to take some of the blame before I can move on, but he really pisses me off! Anyway, where were we? Oh yeah my beautiful wife is pregnant, and we are moving into our new home, so back to my story.

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Lori had a good eye for color but when it came to painting, I did the cutting in and she did big stuff. I was working a lot of overtime and worried that she was doing too much. She assured me everything was fine and she loved making our new house feel like home. We had a lot of fun fixing the place up, it was ours, and we loved it.

We managed to try out every place you could do it and some that weren't quite as fun as our imaginations, but we always made time for 'nookie breaks!' (It was our little inside joke.) My favorite place was the breakfast nook, it’s a high counter with stools between the kitchen and the dining room. Lori liked the open feeling when she was working in the kitchen, and It was the perfect place to sit your beautiful wife and have a gourmet meal!

One of the things we learned that first weekend together was that I loved to eat pussy and Lori loved being eaten. Sure, she loved, even craved intercourse but couldn't achieve an orgasm that way, and with the intense pleasure I got from bringing her to an earth-shattering orgasm, if it wasn't in the cards for me to get off, I didn't feel deprived. In most cases, she would be screaming for me to fuck her. (I was pretty good!)

By late November 1990, we had finished the painting, and most of the to-do list and we're all moved into our new home. With Lori's feminine touches everything felt warm and welcoming. We always felt right at home together!

Lori was about seven months along and getting bigger every day, and I was always kissing and patting her belly and ass if it was handy. Yes, her tits were amazing, and from what everyone was telling me I'd better take advantage of them while I could. Soon, they would be pretty much off-limits.

Early in the morning on January 24, 1991, we had a healthy baby boy, Robby.

I was trying to be a good husband and help Lori with the diaper changing and everyday stuff. Her mom was a big help, and Kristin and Sue were always stopping by to see Robby and help out. It was a bit hectic at times, but we came to love each other in a bigger and deeper way than ever before.

It was late June 1991. SURPRISE! Lori was pregnant again and we couldn't have been happier. We really wanted a second child. The time flew by, and on January 17, 1992, one week before our son's birthday, Lori gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. We named her Jane after Lori's dearly-departed grandmother.

The second time around, I knew Lori's beautiful rose would be good as new in a few weeks. (I wasn't so sure the first time.) Maybe even better! It looked like the Doc used a few more stitches this time. I knew her awesome tits were off-limits for a while. But soon enough, Lori wouldn't be able to get enough attention elsewhere, and I was always happy to oblige!

Over the next dozen years, our family life was a mixture of joy, challenges, learning and sharing. Lori's parents couldn't get enough time with the kids and were always happy to have them stay over. Lori’s mother just seemed to know when we needed some time to reconnect!

In the summer of 1995, Ken and Sandy moved in next door, and we became fast friends. They were fun-loving people with a three-year-old boy and infant daughter. Sandy and Lori would trade off watching the kids and keep each other company when Ken and I were at work.

We would get together with our good friends every couple weeks and go out to dinner, dancing, or a movie. Sometimes, we'd all just hang out around the fire pit telling jokes and watching the stars. Lori and I were just happy to be together and were always stealing kisses, hugging and grabbing each other. Our friends would tell us to, "Get a room!" or say, "You two are worse than a couple of teenagers!" We'd just laugh and kiss some more.

Sure, sometimes life got in the way. Lori would be tied up with the kids, taking them to sports practice, music lessons, or just helping with whatever hobby they got into. She was a great mom and was always very interested and supportive. I was working too much overtime, wanting to make sure I could send my kids to college.

Sometimes, I would get a little too involved on a project out in the Pole Barn, and Lori had her own special way of letting me know I had been neglecting my husbandly duties! She would show up in the doorway of the Pole barn wearing a pair of fuck-me heels with frayed, faded blue-jean shorts and a short red-T. Eventually, I would notice her standing there with her hands on her hips giving me a stern look, and knew I was in trouble! When she was sure I saw her, she would say in her best sassy defiant tone, "If you're too busy to take care of me, I'm sure I can find someone who will!"

I would put down whatever I was working on, and look over her gorgeous body with my best leering smile as I walked over to her saying, "I'm sure you could, honey!" Then I would reach down, grab her ass, and lift her to me. Lori would wrap her arms and legs around me as I looked lovingly into her eyes until her stern expression faded, then kiss her passionately as my fingers explored under the frayed-edges of her shorts. I would find a convenient spot, like the hood of a car or tailgate of a truck, and lay her down to profusely apologize for my behavior with my tongue!

No, it wasn't always a rose garden. We would argue about money or what our daughter was wearing to school, things like that. But Lori and I were so open and honest we always worked it out. Hell, even if we were mad at each other, I would still reach out and pat her ass when she walked by. We just couldn't stand to be mad at each other for very long!

September 2005. Robby just started 9th grade and had been telling us how he really needed a computer to do his homework and email all his friends. Of course, they all had computers, and according to Robby and Jane, mom and dad still lived in the stone age! Lori and I didn't feel we needed a computer. If we wanted to talk to our friends, we'd just call or stop by and say, “Hi.”

I was using computers more at work and wasn't tech-savvy at all, but I knew by the time Robby got to college he would need to be. Lori and I talked about it and decided to get him a computer. We asked some friends, who were already out of the stone age, about getting a computer for Robby. We picked out a good name-brand desktop and he got his new computer that Christmas.

Robby couldn’t stop grinning and wanted to spend every minute of Christmas break on it, but Mom quickly laid down the law and set time limits. When Lori said how things were going to be, she stuck to her guns! (Sometimes, that was a good thing, wink-wink!) Of course, Jane really needed one too, and we knew she would have pestered her brother relentlessly. So a few weeks later, Jane got a computer for her birthday with the same rules as her brother.

Lori helped Jane set it up, and they read through the manual together to learn how everything worked. I think Lori was more interested than the kids. She wanted to keep tabs on them and had set up parental content blocks. I stayed clear, not wanting to get blamed for breaking anything!

Late summer 2009. Robby would be heading off to college soon. He graduated with honors and earned a scholarship to help with his engineering degree. I guess he acutely was paying attention all those times he helped me work on the cars and lawn tractors. Jane was starting her senior year and wasn't sure what courses she wanted to take at college. She couldn't decide between nursing or veterinarian classes. Lori and I were very proud of our children.

I would get up every day, look at my beautiful wife and think how great a mom, loving wife and best friend she was.

She is so beautiful and we love each other so much! I just can’t believe it’s not a dream!

Chapter 4. Coming out of the stone age!

Fall 2016. It's been a good afternoon. I went to lunch and then took a walk, but didn't run into that stupid mother fu...! Okay, enough about him. I know, you thought I was only going to tell you about the hot steamy stuff, but I just needed you to understand how much we love each other before things get really crazy! Mom and dad are about to come out of the stone age. Yes, your panties are about to get wet! Yeah, I'm talking to you dude, I know you're reading this in your wife's sexy lace panties. I really do like remembering all the great times we had, so back to my story.

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Tuesday, February 23, 2010. We were officially out of the stone age. Robby was off to college with his new laptop, and we took over his old computer. It was good enough for us cavemen! Lori used the computer to Facebook with her mom and friends so she wouldn't be lonely when I was working, and to stay in touch with Robby so she wouldn't miss him so much. We used Robby's room as a den, but kept his bed and some clothes for when he was home from college.

When we first moved into our home, Lori told me she wanted a sewing and crafts room in the basement. I had put in lots of shelves and found four used restaurant tables, they were really sturdy and made great sewing and crafts tables. They were also the perfect height if I decided Lori needed a little help 'with a project!'

Over the years, Tuesday evenings had become 'sewing/girls night' and Kristin, Sue and Sandy would come over to sew and gossip. Lori would make a big dinner for everyone, and after dinner, the girls would go downstairs to work on quilts, dresses, or PJ's for their kids until around ten.

Every three or four weeks, us 'girls night' widowers, I mean my friends, Rick, Dave and Ken, would get together at the pub to have a couple of beers and shoot some pool. On the other Tuesday nights, I would watch TV and have a couple beers or work on projects around the house.

Over the last year, I’d been restoring a red 1980, Fiat Spider, convertible. Lori kept telling me how easy it would be to look up parts and how-to videos on the computer, for her soon to be twentieth-anniversary present.

On this particular Tuesday, Kristin and Sandy had shown up for sewing night. I was just starting to reassemble the Fiat and had a long list of parts I would need. I remembered what Lori said about the computer, and when the girls headed downstairs to sew and gossip, I decided why not. I had searched for machine parts online at work, so I knew the basics.

I went to the den, turned on the computer, clicked the internet icon and typed in the year, make, model. I found a lot of foreign auto-parts suppliers and checked out several. Eventually, I found a site that had every part I could ever need at good prices and of course, free shipping with minimum order! I figured I'd order parts as needed and free shipping wouldn't be a problem, I had a lot of work to do.

I looked through the suggested searches and clicked on 1980 Fiat spider ads to see how she would look when I was finished. (All our cars were shes'.)I found dealer brochures and TV commercials, and could have typed in another search but Instead used the suggested searches to see what I might find. Before I knew it, it was going on nine-thirty, and I was watching two naked big-boobed blonde's, covered in baby oil, playfully wrestling on a plastic sheet! I closed the online tab, and our latest scenic background picture seemed to bring me back to earth.

I went into the living room, flopped on the couch and flipped on the TV, feeling a little guilty and amazed at how fast clicking suggested searches had led me down the 'rabbit hole!' The girls always had a good time on 'girls night,' I mean 'sewing night,' and I could hear their muffled laughter through the floor. A little before 10, the girls came up into the kitchen saying their goodbyes.

I waved, "Bye, ladies."

Lori watched them pull out of the driveway and turned off the porch light, then scurried over and jumped in my lap saying, "I'm cold, baby," with a pouty, I missed you, look.

I grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch to cover us as she curled up into me and I hugged her tightly saying, "I know a way to really warm you up!"  

Lori looked up at me, batting her eyes and feigning innocence, "You do?"

"Nookie Monster... HUNGRY!"

I don't think she was expecting that response and giggled uncontrollably as the 'Nookie Monster' carried her to the bedroom. We had a really passionate go, and she fell asleep in my arms as I lay there awake, still feeling guilty about the computer. Lori turns me on beyond words, and I haven't wanted another woman since the day we met, but was I more passionate because I watched that stuff?

Over the next several Tuesdays, I would get on the computer and look for 'auto parts' while the girls sewed. I was still amazed at how a search could take some strange turns with only a couple of clicks. I was finding things that really turned me on, things that I never knew existed! I felt guilty if I got a hard-on, but wouldn't even consider masturbating.

Lori and I have always been open and adventurous, even kinky sometimes. But some of the things I watched were not in our realm of experience. I didn’t want any of the women, or even to be in the scenes. I always felt like a voyeur just secretly watching!

Saturday, April 3, 2010. I only worked a half-day and was looking forward to spending the extra time with my wife. It was a little before noon, and I was kicking off my boots and hanging up my coat in the mudroom when I heard, "Hi, baby," from the far end of the house.

"Hi, honey, where are you?” I called out.

"I'm in the den. Get into something comfy and come see me."

I threw on a T-shirt and lounge pants, she did say comfy. When I got to the den, Lori was at the computer with one leg crossed under and the other propped up in the desk chair looking relaxed in her bright flower-print cotton nightie. She was scrolling through some sort of list on the computer as I came up behind her and started massaging her shoulders.

"Oh... that feels so good," she said, then tipped her head back smiling brightly, "Hi, baby."

"I missed you, honey," I replied with a warm smile as I bent down to kiss her. The kiss was a little more than our usual, 'Hi, I'm home kiss,' and with her legs propped up in the chair like that, I could plainly see her little white cotton panties.

Usually, Lori doesn't wear panties, but she knows I really like her little white cotton panties, and my lounge pants showed my appreciation as she broke our kiss and pointed at the extra chair next to the desk, "Pull up a chair."

I grabbed the chair and settled in next to Lori as she casually started scrolling again, "Do you know what this is?" she asked. Whatever it was seemed to be endless and I shrugged my shoulders? It looked like a bunch of gibberish, line after line of scrambled letters with lots of slash marks, numbers and symbols.

Lori smiled sweetly and kept scrolling, "I didn't think you would. You see... when you're looking up all those 'auto parts', the computer keeps a log, or history of everything you click on!"

Now I was trying 'really hard' to process what she just said. But my ears were ringing and my eyes were darting like a cornered animal, and I was trying not to choke on the lump in my throat!

"I've been going over your 'auto parts' searches since that first Tuesday night," Lori said calmly as she kept scrolling.

My head was spinning, and I was trying not to slide right out of my chair, now feeling like I’d been cheating on her, and scared to death she was going to leave me and hate me forever!

Lori continued scrolling her expression now sullen, "I wasn't really too concerned at first. I figured eventually, you would watch some sort of porn," she said sounding a little dubious. Then she stopped scrolling that never-ending list and turned to me with a desperate, pained expression, "But the last few Tuesdays... well... I just don't know what to think?" Oh God, what did I watch that upset her so much.

My mind was racing, frantically trying to process something, anything, when she reached out and tentatively touched my arm, "Why are you watching all those gay porn videos?" Lori asked looking like she wanted to cry. I was panicking and confused as I desperately tried to think, gay porn... gay porn? I don't remember any gay porn! Then her pained expression started to crack, and Lori could no longer maintain her Oscar-winning performance as she blurted into uncontrollable laughter!

My panicked dread lifted as I slid out of my chair, still spinning from the whole situation, and feeling horribly guilty as I put my head on her lap blubbering, "I'm sorry, please forgive me, I'm so sorry."

Lori was gently petting my hair as her body convulsed with chuckles and giggles, "Oh, baby, I'm the one who is sorry. I just couldn't help it. You dealt me a royal flush, and you know how I am, I had to play it!" she said, then reached under my chin and tipped my head up, softly smiling at me, "I'm not the slightest bit mad or hurt, baby. I knew eventually, you would start watching porn."

I tried to speak, "But I-I-I."

Lori put her finger to my lips, "It's okay, baby, I know how much you love me, and I'm sure you've been feeling guilty and probably haven’t even been jerking off."

"I just couldn't," I sobbed.

"I know, baby. I know you better than you know yourself, and I love you so much!" Then Lori really shocked me. "Tell you what, how about Wednesday porn night. After dinner, we can watch videos together."

I felt a weight lifting, "You would do that?" I asked as I climbed back into my chair.

Lori gave me a wink, "Sure, baby, we can review your Tuesday night 'auto parts' searches and take turns choosing videos,” she said with a loving smile, “Then we can talk about what we liked or didn't like," as she took my hand and reassuringly squeezed.

I looked at Lori a bit dumbfounded, "You really wanna do that?" I asked, still somewhat in shock.

Lori let go of my hand and leaned back grinning as she spread her legs, hanging them over the arms of the desk chair, giving me a perfect view of her little white panties, "I'll let you in on a little secret,” she said as she brought her right hand down and started rubbing the crotch of her panties, “Sometimes, I come in here and watch porn.”

"You do?" I asked with mock surprise, my cock rock-hard, and my recent trauma quickly fading.

"Yes, baby, I do, and sometimes my panties get wet," she said, rubbing a little harder and faster.

“They do?” I replied with my cock throbbing, and my fearful despair now a distant memory.

Lori moved her hand from her clearly wet crotch and teased at the waistband of her panties with a lusty smile saying, "Oh yes, baby they do, and if the video is really hot, I slide my fingers into my wet pussy and rub them all over my clit," then she slid her hand into her panties with a little moan as her fingers slid between her soaked pussy lips.

"You're not mad or hurt are you, baby?”

"No," I said, mesmerized!

"I didn't think so!"

Lori was rubbing harder and faster as she grinned at the tent in my lounge pants, "You’ve been a bad boy, and bad boys don't get any pussy!” she said, “But... you can watch," as she hooked the crotch of her panties and slowly pulled them to the side.

My cock was unbearably hard as I watched her fingers slid from her wet canal, up between her glistening lips, to gently circle her clit and back again. I have watched Lori play with herself countless times, but this was incredibly hot, and I was way beyond horny as I moved my hand toward my cock.

"Ah-ah, bad boys don't get to play with themselves!" she chided.

Oooh-my God! She was pushing all my buttons, and I so badly wanted to lick her, touch my cock, do something as I watched with my painfully hard cock twitching in my lounge pants.

"Yes, baby, I'm learning an awful lot, looking through your search history," she said with a choppy cadence dictated by the speed of her hand and building orgasm.

Lori had a 'glazed-over' look in her eyes and was getting that catch in her moans as she threw her head back, and shoved three fingers deep into her pussy, furiously working her G-spot as her thighs started shaking and her toes curled tightly! I watched her climax for what seemed like a minute, then she sat up with a naughty smile as she pulled her glistening fingers out of her soaking wet pussy and put them under my nose.

She knew how badly I wanted to taste them, but as I stuck out my tongue she quickly pulled them away and waved a glistening finger at me, “Ah-ah!” Then shoved all three fingers deep into her mouth, aggressively sucking and licking them off.

My cock was bucking and throbbing in my pre-cum soaked lounge pants as Lori leaned forward and gave me a wet sloppy kiss I will never forget! Finally, she pulled back grinning, "Are you okay, baby?"

"Uh-huh," I mumbled, hardly able to speak.

"Good, because you’ve been a bad boy and you're going to take me lingerie shopping at Lover's Lane, and someplace really nice for dinner!"

"Uh-huh."

We jumped in the shower and Lori played the 'no-touch' game at first, but eventually, let me wash her all over and have my way with her.

Lori put on a black lace bra and a white blouse with a short tight black skirt and some sexy strappy black heels. She didn't bother with stockings, and forgot her panties, knowing that drives me crazy! I was actually looking forward to going shopping as I grabbed our jackets for later, and we hit the road.

It wasn’t long before our conversation turned to my 'auto parts' searches. Lori was curious, saying she noticed a lot of Femdom and dominant women videos when she went through my search history. I was noticing lots of cleavage and black lace, and having a hard time keeping my eyes on the road.

"Eyes on the road," she sternly quipped.

"Yes, Mistress!" I replied, forcing myself to look straight ahead.

"Good boy, you're learning fast!" Lori said with some heat in her voice while pulling down her blouse to show even more cleavage and lace as I strained to see out of the corner of my eye.

"So, what kind of videos, um… make your panties wet, Mistress!” I asked, curious about what kind of porn she liked to watch.

"Oh… lots of different stuff. Lately, I've been watching a lot of, MMMF, videos." she replied.

"Okay... and what does MMMF stand for?" I asked, feeling a bit naïve, not knowing much porn slang.

Lori pondered her answer for a moment, "M is for male and F is for female."

I quickly made the connection, "Really, you get turned on by that?" I asked, feeling a little inadequate all of a sudden.

"You asked," she replied matter-of-factly, pushing my manly buttons!

"Yes, I did ask," I said ruefully.

Lori lovingly squeezed my hand, "Baby, I have never wanted another man since the day we met, and I love you more than life itself. But you've been making it way too easy, and you know I can't help myself."

"I know, honey, and I'm not sure if you'll win, but I'm nominating you for an Oscar. Your performance in the den was very convincing!"

"Why thank you, baby, it was epic!"

"So, why MMMF videos?" I asked still curious, catching her naughty smile out of the corner of my eye as she pondered her answer.

"Well… I get turned on thinking about having three or four big cocks to grab, suck and fill all my holes. Sometimes, I even like watching the rough scenes,” she said, then added, “But you know I could never do those things," adamantly defending her virtue.

I knew Lori didn’t like it rough, but as much as she loves my cock, I could picture her getting out of control horny with three or four big cocks to play with at the same time, and I couldn’t help but poke at her a little.

“I think Milady doth protest too much! And I know you don't like it rough, okay... maybe just a little sometimes. But filling all your holes, is there something I'm not up to date on?"

I broke my forward gaze to see Lori blush with a smirk, "No, nothing's changed in that department. Like I said, I couldn't do that, it's just a turn-on to watch! It's like the girl on girl videos you seem to like, judging by your 'auto parts' searches,” she quipped sounding a bit defensive.

"Well yeah, they’re really hot," I retorted.

"Yeah, and you know I don't swing that way and would never do that. But I understand why it turns you on, and I'll admit, I find some of the scenes pretty hot too, but I get turned on by a lot of stuff that I wouldn't do." she said taking note of my lapse in judgment and sternly admonished me, “I said eyes on the road!”

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, quickly looking straight ahead.

Like always we were being honest, and my last question was a little tough to take but I was still curious about a few things, so I thought carefully before asking my next question, "Okay, when did you start watching porn on your daughter's computer, and I thought you put blocks on adult content, so why was I able to see all that stuff?"

"Yes, I have blocks on the computers, and I have the password. I left ours off to see what you would do. As for when, well you're gone to work six, sometimes even seven days a week, and I can't always wait for you to get home, so I take care of things myself. But I’ve been doing that long before we had a computer, baby, and as far as Jane's computer, about three weeks after she got it."

Okay! I guess Lori wasn’t really keeping this from me, I just never asked, and now I was feeling a little guilty, "I'm sorry, honey, I didn't know I wasn't taking care of you the way you need me too!"

Lori squeezed my arm, "Oh... no, baby, it's nothing you're doing wrong. You always make me feel loved and desired, and you are a fantastic lover! But on the mornings we have a quickie before you go to work, and don't get me wrong, I love to send you to work with a smile on your face. It’s just that sometimes, I'm still so horny I have to do something about it."

"I’m always telling you I don't like leaving you that way, and you always tell me it’s okay," I said feeling a bit defensive.

"It is okay! You know how much I love to have you in me, and when you cum I feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction, but sometimes, I'm just so damned horny afterward I have to take care of things."

I was trying to keep my eyes on the road, but the whole time Lori was answering my questions she had been slowly working her skirt up, and I nonchalantly glanced her way, "Eyes on the road!" she snapped.

"Uh-huh," I said as I forced myself to look straight ahead.

"What was that?" Lori growled.

"Uh-I-uh, yes, Mistress."

"That's better,” she said sternly, then purred, “All this talk has made Mistress horny!"

Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lori put her stiletto on the dash as she began fingering her pussy, and I desperately tried to keep my eyes forward as the pace of her wet sloshing and whimpering moans increased.

"You just keep your eyes on the road. I need to know you can follow my orders!" she growled with a jittery cadence as she rapidly fingered her wet pussy!

I had a raging hard-on, but my cock was twisted against my leg and it was pulling hairs as I clenched my teeth and let out a whiny, "Oow!” under my breath.

It took all my willpower not to turn my head as I looked out the corner of my eye, hoping to catch a glimpse of Lori fingering her wet pussy.

"What's the matter, baby, is your little pee-pee getting hard?"

"Yes, Mistress," I replied, with a hint of pain in my voice.

"Aww, poor baby, here suck on mistresses fingers while I get your little pee-pee unstuck."

Lori knew what my problem was and put her fingers right in my mouth with no teasing. I hungrily sucked and licked her sweet juices while she unzipped my pants and mercifully untangled my cock, then ran her fingernails up my shaft, making it jump.

"Time to put that away," she said as she pulled her fingers from my mouth asking, "Was that good, baby?"

"Yes, Mistress."

Lori carefully put my cock away, "We're almost there, so we better let things settle down,” she said, then added “You were a good boy, I know it must have been killing you not to look," with a teasing sultry tone.

"Oh yes, Mistress, I wanted to look!"

"Just remember, good boys get rewarded, keep doing what Mistress tells you, and it will be... very rewarding!" she said with enticing lilt as she straightened her blouse and skirt.

"Yes, Mistress."

We pulled into 'Lovers Lane' and I escorted Lori to the door. We were greeted by two lovely young ladies who were working the floor. They were friendly, and in no time were laughing and having fun helping Lori pick out several pairs of stockings, two lacy garter belts and three under-bust corsets. I pointed out some negligees that would go nicely with the stockings and garters, then Lori picked out several pairs of panties and the girls carried everything to the dressing room.

They weren't shy about helping Lori try on the lingerie, and with all the laughing and giggling going on in the dressing room, a guy might get the wrong idea if his wife hadn't just reminded him she doesn’t swing that way!

Lori came out posing and looking herself over in the mirrors. She was wearing her sexy heels, fishnet stockings, black lace garter belt, black thong and a black shiny satin under-bust corset with her black lace bra, WOW!

"What do you think, baby?"

I thought the bulge in my pants was saying it all, "I love it, Mistress!"

The girls giggled, and said in unison, "He is a good boy!" with that 'good dog' tone in their voices. Now I knew what some of the laughter was about, but I didn't mind, they were just having fun playing along with Lori.

Lori tried on several outfits while the girls were fetching different garments and having a blast dressing her up. I think she modeled eight or nine outfits, and I really liked the rose pattern black lace stockings with matching garter belt, panties and negligee. It wasn't a dominatrix outfit, but it was sexy as hell, and even the girls commented, "I think he really likes this one!"

Lori settled on four outfits and all the panties, once you try 'em, you buy 'em! The girls carried the spoils to the counter, and one started ringing up the outfits while Lori and the other girl were talking by the bondage gear, looking at something.

The young lady finished entering the items in the register and smiled at me saying, "We'd better wait, looks like Mistress is not quite done."

"Yeah, you’re probably right," I said grinning.

Her smile widened, "It's really nice to see two people so much in love!"

I blushed, "Yeah, we've been together twenty-one years next month, and it just keeps getting better every day!"

She gave me a big knowing smile, and then looked over my shoulder, "Looks like Mistress found something for her, good boy!"

Lori was carrying a box of four thick-padded Velcro cuffs attached to long adjustable nylon straps, and I was thinking, that could get very interesting as Lori set the box on the counter with the other items. I gave her a slightly concerned smile, and she gave me an evil grin, "Don't worry baby, I won't hurt you... too much!" The girls giggled at her statement.

I know Lori likes to be unpredictable, and after going through my 'auto parts' searches I knew she would keep me guessing more than ever. I paid our bill and thanked the girls for a wonderful time. They said it was a lot of fun and hoped we would be back soon!

Lori kept the black garter belt and black seamed stockings on, but forgot her panties again! She looked so good I wanted to take her home right then, "I know what I want for dinner!"

Lori smiled, "Maybe for dessert, baby. But right now you can take your sexy 'Hot Wife' to dinner."

I was beaming, "I love you so much, honey, and it's a good thing you're dressed like that. After our little shopping trip, you might have to work a corner if you want to eat someplace nice."

"Well, that wouldn't take long," Lori said with a sassy defiant tone.

"I'm sure it wouldn't, honey. The poor bastard would cum in his pants before you got his zipper down!"

Lori smiled brightly saying, "I love you so much, baby." as we leaned in to kiss. It was a soft lingering kiss, the kind that sends shivers down my spine right to my cock!

I took Lori to our favorite Italian restaurant. The maître-d was new and a bit condescending as he quickly led us to a dark corner-booth in the back. I slid in next to Lori playfully chiding, "Honey, I didn't know you were an escort."

"You'll have to forgive me, darling, I forgot to tell the maître-d I'd be with my hubby tonight."

"Well that's okay, I like being in a dark corner with you,” I said as I slowly ran my hand up her thigh.

"I like it too!" Lori cooed.

I was just about to the promised land when our waiter arrived asking, "What would you like to drink?" He was in his early twenties and his polite smile widened into a big grin as he took in my wife. (I couldn't blame the kid, she was smoking hot!)

Our waiter was very attentive with his big grin permanently affixed, and despite the maître-d, the food was excellent and I made it to the promised land a couple times as we enjoyed our meal. But we couldn’t finish our plates and were thoroughly stuffed when Lori squeezed my hand saying, "Okay, Roaming-o, let's go home before we can't eat here, ever again!"

I left a nice tip for our infatuated young waiter as I got up and bowed, "Your chariot awaits, Madam." Lori took my hand and we walked arm in arm through the restaurant with our heads held high, as the other wives glared and their husbands pretended not to look. On the drive home, we didn’t say a word and just held hands happy to be together.

When we got home, I carried in our spoils and set them on the counter. But Lori didn’t care about them at that moment and led me straight to the bedroom. She knew we needed to reconnect, to make love with no pretext and indulge our raw need for each other. We started kissing like horny teenagers as we unbuttoned our shirts and tossed them. I quickly unhooked her bra while she undid my pants and dropped her skirt.

I broke our kiss and fell to my knees as I looked deeply into her eyes. Then lowered my gaze to her amazing tits as I cupped them in my hands and buried my face between them. She grabbed my hair and arched her back as she tightly held me in place until she thought I might pass out, then pulled my head back and grinned at me as my chest heaved.  

Lori sat on the edge of the bed as I squeezed her tits together until her nipples almost touched and greedily suckled them like a starving puppy. I slowed to soft tongue twirls as she wrapped her legs around me and dug her four-inch spike-heels in just below the small of my back. She was still firmly gripping my hair and began pulling my head down, urging me to move in that direction.

I was slowly kissing down her belly and gently rolling her nipples between my fingers as she laid back on the bed, dragging her heels up my back. I kissed lower and lower, stopping just above her hood and gently parting it with my tongue. She gasped as I lightly brushed her clit, causing her back to arch and her heels to dig in under my shoulder blades. The pain brought all my senses to a razor's edge, and my cock throbbed as I parted her lips with my tongue, probing for her sweet nectar, pushing deep into her canal.

Lori groaned as she lifted her legs higher and placed her heels on my shoulders, allowing me to probe deeper. Her cute whimpers were slowly building to full moans as I alternated between sliding my tongue deep into her canal and sucking in her lips while swirling her clit. She dug her heels into my shoulders as I slid two fingers into her wet pussy and gently massaged her G-spot while aggressively working her clit with my tongue.

Lori was getting to the top of the mountain and tightened her grip on my hair, grinding her hips against my face as I increased the speed and pressure on her G-spot. She lifted her heels off my shoulders and tightly wrapped her legs around my head as her moans began to catch and start. Her hips were bucking involuntarily and her body was quivering as she began to cum with a long wavering moan. Her juices gushed into my mouth as wave after wave of the intense orgasm coursed through her.

I couldn't help myself and kept working her G-spot and clit after her last waves drained away. Lori was trying to push me away and begging me to stop. Maybe a little payback, for her little prank today! I let her loose and she backed further onto the bed, then collapsed, "Oh my God, I thought I was going to pass out, you made me cum so hard!"

I climbed on the bed and laid next to her, "I'm glad you liked it, but I seem to have a problem."

My cock was at full rage as Lori lightly passed her fingers over every veined-ridge, "I guess... I'll just have to do something about that." She climbed between my legs and with no pretense or hesitation, took my cock deep into her mouth. I could feel her gag reflex protesting as she tried to go deeper.

Lori slowly lifted until her lips were just under my engorged-ridge and thrust down again, the back of her throat still protesting. She moved up slowly and thrust down several more times. Then I almost came as her next thrust took three-quarters of my shaft and I watched in amazement as she held it there. She had never done that before! Her throat muscles were quivering, and I felt her stomach wretch once as she held my cock deep in her throat until the quivering stopped.

Lori finally came back up to the ridge of my cock and looked up at me as she took several deep breaths through her nose. I felt her cheeks lift and could see the smile in her eyes as she thrust down again, taking my cock balls deep, then quickly pulled up to my head and began wildly deep-throating my cock as I watched in a state of disbelief, my orgasm quickly building.  

Lori felt my cock twitching and held me deep in her throat as I started to cum. I instinctively grabbed the back of her head as I bucked and shook unloading my seed. My hand fell away, and she came up gasping then collapsed on me, nuzzling her face into my chest as her breathing slowed.

Lori grinned up at me, "That was incredible, baby!" she said.

"Yes, it was!” I replied, still pretty overwhelmed and a bit concerned, “Are you okay, honey?"

Lori gave me a big smile, "I'm okay, baby. I've wanted to do that to you for a long time."

My body was still experiencing random jolts, "Talk about almost passing out! Damn, honey, and I'm not complaining, but why now after almost twenty-one years!"

Lori blushed, "Well… I see all those girls in the videos doing it like it's nothing, and Sue has been telling me for years to quit being a little bitch and just do it."

I thought for a moment, "Yeah... I kinda figured you girls talk about stuff, but I guess, well-ah..."

Lori cut in with a naughty grin, "Baby, this is against the 'girl code', but yeah, we talk about everything. Sue told me once I got past my gag reflex it would be easy. Of course, I have omitted the small detail of how big your cock is!"

"I love you so much, honey, and It was worth the wait!" I said with a big shit grin on my face.

We took a quick shower, crawled into bed and fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms and legs.

I love her so much, I can't believe it's not a dream!