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It was late afternoon and I had finished my workout at the gym, coming home to shower and prepare dinner. I was standing in the kitchen in a thin green wrap dress with my damp hair in a towel getting out the ingredients the recipe required when my husband came home from work. He hungrily looked over at me while he set his keys on the counter and sauntered over to give me a kiss, running his finger over the nipple protruding through the fabric. “You look good,” he teased. I flirted back that I didn’t have on a bra or panties underneath and he kissed me again, grabbing my ass and pulling me towards the bedroom. “I need to make dinner,” I giggled as I pretended to withstand his advances. “Dinner can wait!” He exclaimed as we rounded the corner in the hallway to our bedroom.

He fervently kissed me then playfully pushed me onto the bed, the fabric of my wrap dress splayed open so he could see my naked body underneath. I rested my upper body on my forearms and watched him as he came towards me, admiring the view. He moved between my open legs at the edge of the bed and leaned forward to gently pull my breasts free from the dress fabric, caressing and sucking on my nipples. I closed my eyes and felt the sensation heighten my arousal. When my nipples stiffened he grabbed my hips and pulled me to the edge of the bed, kneeling on the floor in front of me.

I watched as he leaned in and began to softly caress my lips with his tongue, warming me up with light licks dancing around my clit. As the pleasure built, I closed my eyes and imagined a woman was pleasuring me. The wondered of being pleasured by another woman pushed me to the edge and I was enamored with the vision in my mind. This fantasy woman was blonde, fit, and beautifully naked. She was on the bed with me, kneeling with her ass in the air as she bent down to pleasure me. I could see her perfect alabaster breasts and wished I could touch them. “Come for me, bitch,” she demanded. I surrendered to the feeling building in my body and the orgasm flooded my brain with ecstasy.

A series of low moans escaped my lips as I rode the wave, gripping my husband’s forearm as I came. I slowly opened my eyes and met him with a breathless grin as he pulled back and stood up from the ground. “How was that?” he asked with a devilish smile. “Really good,” I said. “I imagined I was with a woman and the orgasm was intense!” He raised his eyebrow at the confession. “That’s hot. Do you want to try being with a woman?” I nodded, “It would be fun to try sometime.” His face lit up like Christmas morning as he moved in to kiss me.

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