Planning a night out…

My wife told me once that I could post about our encounters on here as long as it was anonymous. She’s been out of town for work and I’m missing her a lot so I’m finally taking her up on that. This isn’t a story about something that’s already happened, although we do have a lot of those. Instead, this is a story about what is going to happen next weekend, once she’s home and we have a night to ourselves.

Now, I’m not so presumptuous as to assume that my wife will do whatever I ask. But over the course of our marriage she’s been more than willing to entertain my sometimes peculiar proclivities. As long as I keep my most deviant requests to special occasions, she enjoys turning me on and making me happy.

But because it’s been weeks since we’ve had a night alone, I’m obsessing over her even more than usual lately. That’s why I have to write it down; just to get it out of my head. I fantasize about every detail of how I want to have her and the more I think about it the more I can’t stop obsessing.

Before I get to the details, I should mention that my wife is, to put it simply, very attractive. Somehow she’s actually gotten hotter since we met 11 years ago. She’s in her early 30s now and over the years she’s grown up in all of the best ways a husband could hope for. She has a better body than ever, she knows how to make herself look her best, and we make more money than we did in our early 20s so she can buy fancier dresses and accessories. I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world when we first got together; it never even crossed my mind that it could get even better like it has.

The last few weeks she’s been traveling for work. Usually I’m fine for the first few days, but then I start pining for her body.

So here’s what I’ve been imagining. I’ve already made a dinner reservation at the nicest restaurant in town for Saturday night. I’ll be dying to get to the good part, but I like to make an evening out of it so we can relax and let the desire build.

I know she won’t mind if I pick out which dress she’ll wear. My wife has a lot of cute dresses, many of which I’ve picked out for her over the years. She just looks so sexy in one of her bright, flirty getups. I’m going to check out the closet now and decide which one I want to see her in…

The one I’ve selected is all white, sleeveless, kind of short but not scandalous. It is low cut and will show off her glorious cleavage. My wife doesn’t wear many revealing dresses but she has a few that fit the bill and I know that she knows she wears them well. Since I’m making a special request I’m pretty sure she’ll oblige.

I’m picking out more than the dress, though. I’m also going to select whatever panties I know will make me craziest. I considered asking her to go without any, at all, but I don’t want to see everything until after dinner. I’d rather build up to that. I’m going to insist on some peeks while we’re out, of course, but I only want to see enough to give me a thrill, not so much that I’m in a sweat at the restaurant.

So now I’m going to poke through her absurdly large collection of panties and decide what I want to see her in. She’s got every color and print you can imagine, from racy thongs to polka-dotted boy shorts. They all have their place, but for this occasion I want something really sheer. I want to get a peek between her legs during the car ride or at dinner and be able to see a hint of everything, without seeing any of it in focus.

I found just what I was looking for. They’re Italian, lacey, a deep blue color. Not quite a thong but still a skimpy and sexy T shape. The label says “cutie,” which seems apt.

I don’t need to come up with the rest of her outfit for her. She’ll take care of it. I know she’ll wear one of her push-up bras, not because she needs it, but because the more the better, especially in this dress. She’ll add some tasteful jewelry and whatever the highest heels are that she can take. We’ll only be going to the restaurant and back and I plan to valet the car, so for this night I’m guessing she’ll choose style over comfort.

At dinner we’ll order a good bottle of wine and catch up on our lives. Everything will lead up to what will happen back home, but the entire night doesn’t necessarily have to be about sex. It’s about enjoying each other’s company. I’ll hear about her travels and I’ll tell her what’s been happening at home.

During the entree I’ll try to sneak a look right up her dress. I might even duck my head under the table if I can be discreet about it. At some point I’ll text her some of my dirty thoughts and watch her reaction as she reads them right in front of me. Maybe later she’ll excuse herself and find a way to text me a pic of the blue panties (that’s not something we’ve done before but I got the idea from a story I saw recently on this website and really liked it!).

We’ll have a nice buzz from the wine. We’ll share a dessert. And then I’ll really start getting anxious to leave.

We don’t have kids yet but trying is on the agenda for this year. For now, though, once we get home we are lucky that we can do whatever we want, wherever we want, as loud as we want.

I won’t be able to wait to get my hands all over my wife. Sure I’ll take my time undressing her, but pretty much the second we come in the door I’ll grab her from behind. I’ll have my lips on her neck, my left hand around her hip clutching her to my body, and my right hand straight up her dress and between her legs. I’ll caress that blue lace I’ve been obsessing over for days and I guarantee you it’ll be moist.

On top of everything else that makes my wife so attractive, she tends to get sopping wet from the slightest suggestion of sex. I already know those blue panties will be slick during dinner, even though I won’t get to confirm it by my own hand until much later.

I like to take my wife’s clothes off while we’re standing. That way I get to see her entire body, and I love reaching around and cupping her breasts from behind. I’ll unzip the dress in back, push it off her shoulders and it’ll fall to the floor in a tidy little pile so all she has to do is step out of it, still in her heels. I’ll twirl her around and take in the view, then go back to clutching her from behind while I nibble on her neck and earlobes.

At this point I’ll lead her to the bedroom. She’ll climb onto the bed and show off for me. She knows I love her body and she doesn’t mind letting me revel in it. She’ll sit upright on her knees, posing with her hands on her hips and her chest out. Then she’ll get on all fours, smiling mischievously as she watches me watching her. I’ll undress myself while she preens and poses and by now I already know I will be as hard as any man has ever been for any woman.

Are her heels still on? I’m not sure. Maybe, maybe not. I can’t decide. At this point I’m not looking at the shoes much anyway.

By now I’ll be standing next to the bed in my floral print boxers. It will be quite obvious just how hard I am. My wife will yank the boxers down and, finally, it can breathe a little! Just as she’s done a thousand times before – and yet it never gets old – she’ll lick my cock up and down a few times, glance up at me with a smile, and then take me fully into her mouth, as deep as she can, all the way to the back of her throat.

This will go on for a minute or two – the long licks alternating with the serious deep-throating – and it will feel amazing, but I’ll be dying to taste her. It’ll have been too long and we can’t typically move ahead to the sex until I’ve had my fill with my tongue between her legs.

I’ll tell her to lie on her back and she will, with her head on the pillow. She’ll be almost naked but still sporting the lacey blue panties. I’ll climb onto the end of the bed and tell her to show me my favorite place. She’ll push the skimpy fabric to the side and hold it back so I can see. She waxes regularly so it will be completely bare and I’ll get to see for the first time how truly wet she is. It’ll be glistening everywhere and practically dripping down her legs.

I’ll pull off the panties and survey the entirety of this perfect body. I don’t know for sure if other guys are still as turned on by their wives after nearly 10 years of marriage but I sure hope so. Either way, I’ll be so grateful for this woman who satisfies my ever dream and desire.

I’ll tell her to show me more and she will. She’ll spread her bent legs and use both hands to open herself up so I can get a better look. I’ll lean in to kiss her thighs, then keep creeping up until I can lick of all of that glistening moisture around the perimeter. Then I’ll give her a giant lick and savor the taste of my wife. It might sound strange, but no woman before I met my wife ever tasted as good as she does. Maybe there is something chemical about our attraction.

I’ll lean in and lick her with increasing intensity. But she’ll be grabbing at me and we’ll do what usually happens at this juncture. I’ll turn around and straddle her, burying myself face-first in her crotch, and she’ll take me into her mouth while still on her back. We’ll go at it with great gusto. I’ll come up for air and shout something about how, oh god, I love the taste of my wife’s pussy, or, take me deeper. Then she’ll lean back every now and then to catch a breath and say, wow, you are really hard, or, I love sucking on my husband.

All the oral play will be just a prelude though. Eventually I’ll turn over and take another long look at her body splayed out before me. This will be a good time to tell her how much I love her and how lucky I know I am.

Then I’ll make her show me where she wants me one more time. She’ll spread wide and play with herself, writhing in anticipation. I know the answer to where she wants me but I like to hear her say it. “Right here,” she’ll say, staring at me. “I want my husband inside of me right here.”

And so I’ll give her what she wants. What we both want. What I’ve been thinking about nonstop for two weeks. First just like she asked, on her back with her legs spread wide at first, then wrapped around me.

Then I’ll need to slow down a bit, so I’ll ask that she ride me for a while. I love being able to look up and see her grinding on me. I can reach up and grab big handfuls of her boobs, and play with her nipples. I can feel the slickness of her bare pussy being spread around as she pushes her hips down and in, then all around like she’s hula-hooping.

That’s my favorite postion so then it’ll be time for hers. She’ll get on her hands and knees and I’ll move in behind her. She’ll grab my dick and practically shove me in. Then she’ll slide down onto her elbows so her butt is sticking up. I’ll do her doggy-style and she’ll get really into it. She’s always asking for harder, harder. Her face will be buried in the pillow, not because we’ll have to keep it down but I think sometimes she’s a bit embarrassed by the volume of her moans and screams. First I’ll have my hands on her hips, then I’ll be rubbing her ass and even give it a few light slaps. But as she asks for harder, I’ll end up hunched over her, one arm wrapped around fondling her breasts, the other steadying myself as I give her the hardest pounding I can. She’ll be panting and telling me to give her more, harder, faster, harder, adding faster. Behind the bed, where nobody ever sees, the thumping headboard will be adding still more scuffs to a wall that already bares the marks of so many sessions like this. I’ll know when my wife cums because for her it’s all over very suddenly. She’ll exhale, stop moving, and collapse.

We have a rule in our bedroom that I would recommend to most any couple. If I make my wife climax before me, then I can cum anywhere and in any fashion that I want. Aside from my natural desire to please her, this gives me added incentive to meet my wife’s needs first.

Sometimes I can climax with her, but not always, and on this night I’ll want more. I’ll give my wife a break and, really, I won’t mind getting one either, even though I’m incredibly hard and throbbing. But we’ve done this so many times now I know I’m better off letting her have a few minutes to recover.

As much as I enjoy all of our usual positions, nothing feels better at the end than deep thrusts into my wife while she’s on her back, reaching around and pushing me in further with both hands. I’ll get as deep as possible, with my wife taking me in and holding me there for a second and squeezing on me at the bottom of every push.

This will go on for a few minutes until I know I’m past the point of no return. I’ll pull out and straddle my wife. She’ll grab my cock and tell me: cum all over me, husband, I want to feel it everywhere. After two weeks of waiting, there will be plenty of it to go around. I’ll explode onto her breasts and her pretty face. She won’t mind. We’re husband and wife and after all these years we don’t worry about what’s a little weird or a bit pervy, we just do what feels good even if it’s somewhat nasty.

The only sad part to this story is that it’s all still a few days away. I’ll send my wife a link to this a couple nights before she returns so she knows what she can look forward to. I’m sure I’ll be at work when she gets home from her trip, but I’ll leave the dress I picked out hanging on the closet door so she can start getting ready.

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8 replies
  1. Ben and Tanya says:

    My husband is returning from a 2 month trip away within the next week. The anticipation is unnerving! Thanks for sharing your ideas! I wonder if I should do the same and write out my thoughts of what our reunion could be like. We have 2 kids and he is arriving after they are asleep so dining out is out of the question for us :-P. There will be little sleep!

    • Ben and Tanya says:

      Oh and we celebrated 10 years of marriage (12 years together) while he has been away, and we are crazy about each other 🙂 Planning a weekend getaway to make up for that anniversary 😉

      *BTW we are a military family (explains the seperation and inability to be together for such a celebration)

    • CMLove says:

      HI, Tanya! Happy anniversary! What a beautiful milestone! I also wanted to thank your husband, you, and your kiddos for your service to our country. When one member of the family joins the military, the whole family joins and I thank you for what you have all sacrificed for the calling God has given you! My brothers are both in the military (Army and Air Force) and my husband was just recently honorably discharged from the Army so I know how hard it can be to live our “daily” lives without them in it. May God bless you more than you can imagine for your strength and your trust in Him. And I am praying your reunion with your husband is the best one yet!! Welcome to the “Horny Wives Club”!

    • *Twitterpated* says:

      awwww! Thank you CMLove! (changed my viewable name to be a bit more annonymouse 😛 )

      Your message means a lot to me! I am thankful to have been able to find this amazing site!

  2. RT says:

    Loved your story and the way yoe describe your wife is how I can describe my beautiful wife of 30 years. I wish I knew how to write and share our adventures like you do but reading your story is as If I had written it myself. Great job and I cant wait to share this newly discoverd website with my wife. I will definitely be looking out for your posts.

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