Her Boyfriend Spent the Night

Two cups of coffee, a little bowl of sugar with a small spoon resting in it, and a small cup of half and half rest on the tray in your hands. It’s Sunday morning and you got up a little bit early to make coffee.

You step into the bedroom and see your wife on top of her boyfriend. She’s wearing the red bra and panties you bought for her earlier this week. She wore them for him last night. She looks great in them, so it’s no wonder she kept them on overnight.

They both turn to you and your wife smiles. “Thank you, sweetheart,” she says.

“It’s my pleasure,” you reply.

She leans down and kisses her boyfriend. His hands move to her ass and he squeezes her flesh through the red lace of her panties. You see her mouth open. You see his tongue move into it. You hear your wife moan. You place the tray on the nightstand and turn to leave.

“Would you like to watch?” your wife asks.

You turn and smile. “Are you sure?”

“Of course,” she says. “You deserve a treat.”

She kicks the covers back and moves between her boyfriend’s legs. She pulls his underwear off and takes him into her mouth. She gives him a blowjob as you sit in the chair that rests in the corner of the room. You watch your wife fellate the man that spends most weekends sleeping in your bed. You watch her suck him with the kind of passion she used to offer you. You watch her give him pleasure and you get hard.

Your wife looks at you as she strokes him. She smiles and says, “Take your cock out, sweetie. You can jerk off to this. I know you spent last night wishing you could watch as he fucked me. I know how much you like seeing me cum on his cock. I know how much you like seeing him cum inside me. I want you to masturbate as we fuck. I want you to cum when he cums.”

You take your pants off and stroke your cock as instructed. Your wife pulls her panties aside and straddles him. She takes him inside her. She sinks down on his cock. He fills her as you watch. She looks at you and smiles.

“He feels so good inside me,” she says.

She reaches back to unhook her bra. She tosses it towards you. You pick it up and run your fingers over the soft material that just cupped her breasts. You see him reach up to play with them. You see him gently pull on her nipples. You listen to her moan as she begins to ride his cock.

Your wife sits on his cock. She rides it. She grinds on it. She moans. She puts her hands on his chest for leverage and grinds her clit into his pelvis as her pussy milks his cock. She fucks him like she used to fuck you. She fucks him instead of you. She fucks him in your bed while you’re sitting in a chair and watching.

They fuck like that until they’re both on the verge of cumming. You are too, per your wife’s instructions. She doesn’t look over at you. She concentrates on him. He’s the one that satisfies her these days. He’s the one that makes her happy. He’s the one that spends the night in your bed. He’s the one that fucks your wife and cums inside her.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” she says.

You see the look on his face. You see him squeeze her tits a little harder. You know he’s close. Then he groans like he always does when he’s cumming.

It’s the idea that he’s cumming in your wife that gets you off. You can’t help it. You find it so arousing. You think of his cock expelling its seed into her pussy, into the pussy you’ve been denied for months. You think of his cum flooding her womb and you lose your load. It feels so good. It feels absolutely perfect.

She leans down and they share long, sensual kisses as his hands move over her body. They’re lost in their lust for each other and it’s time for you to leave. You clean up your cum and step out of the room. She says nothing to you. She gave you your treat and now it’s time to leave your wife and her bull to enjoy their morning.