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She licked her lips, clearly enjoying herself.

She stared at her husband from the living room, pretending to be watching the movie he put on, but what she wanted more than anything was his attention.

She was rubbing herself under the blanket, hiding it so he wouldn’t see.

In her twenties she would have never believed it, but now in her mid-thirties there was nothing more sexy than watching her husband empty the dishwasher – and she couldn’t take her eyes off him.

She was turned on now, so badly wanting more, but unable to give it to herself without the risk of him finding out.

“Isn’t this such a good scene” he said, taking her by surprise?

“What? Oh yeah” she said completely oblivious to what was happening in the movie.

“Just wait until they find the alien!” he said excitedly.

She could hardly care less about this movie, Sigourney Weaver be damned, but she faked interest not wanting to disappoint him and give herself away.

He was cute when he got exited about his sci-fi. It was another thing she would have rolled her eyes at when she was younger, but now she was pleasuring herself at the sound of his voice explaining something nerdy about extra terrestrials.

She desperately wanted him to be finished and join her on the couch, unsure of how she was gonna casually get him to notice how turned on she was without embarrassing herself.

“Almost finished” he said, throwing the towel around his shoulder and bringing over tea for the two of them. She knew she wouldn’t be drinking hers, but she loved when he cared for her.

“Come quick” she said. “I think something bad is about to happen!” faking as best she could.

He sat down in the middle of the couch, gesturing for her to rest her head on his crotch and placing his arm around her. She loved this position, being cradled in his arms, feeling his strong hands over her body.

As thrilled as she was, she realized there was about an hour and a half left of the movie, and worried about how she was gonna get through it.

“Thanks for taking care of me” she said while looking up at him, clearly wanting something else besides tea.

“What?” He said. “Look how gross this alien egg looks!”

She hid it well, but the desperation inside her was growing. She wondered carefully about how she might get what she wanted.

She pulled his hand under the blanket with hers, wrapping it around his, and resting it on her breast.

“Let me get more comfortable” she said sitting up to take her bra off under her shirt and throwing it on the other side of the couch so he would see.

“That’s better” she said meekly, snuggling back in the same position, pulling his hand across her now bare breast hoping her nipple was hard enough for him to feel.

She so badly wanted for him to touch her. She could feel how wet she was getting waiting in anticipation this whole time, wanting more than anything for him to feel for himself.

She grab him with her other arm, pulling gently hoping he’d get the idea on his own so she wouldn’t have to ask him outright.

“What are you doing” he said, immediately calling her out. She was flustered, and tried explaining herself rather unconvincingly.

He interrupted her “you wanted me to touch you didn’t you” he said sharply. She nodded, face getting hot and looking away afraid to make eye contact.

“It’s okay” he said. “You want your daddy don’t you?”

“Yes…” she admitted, sinking even deeper into his arms, her whole body radiating with excitement.

She loved when he called himself daddy. Usually it meant putting herself in service to him however he wanted, but tonight was different.

He pressed his hand under her underwear, taking his time clearly distracted by the movie.

She squirmed in anticipation of being touched, pushing herself toward him until his hard rested over her pussy.

“Babe woah” he said, staring at her shocked.

“I’m sorry she said” clearly embarrassed.

“You should have told me sooner” he scolded her, obviously not expecting how turned on she had made herself.

“I’m sorry..” she repeated.

“I’m sorry what?” He shot back at her, not giving her a chance to finish.

“I’m sorry… daddy” she moaned as his fingertips explored her.

He turned his attention back to the movie, keeping his hand in place.

She tried pretending to care about the movie too but became lost in every movement his fingertips made as he spread her labia, massaging her everywhere expect where she wanted it the most.

She shuddered, involuntarily thrusting her body towards his fingers hoping they would discover their way inside her, but trying not to seem desperate.

He hovered his fingers over the opening of her vagina, slowly pressing them inside just a little, while playing with her wetness.

He massaged her g spot, which was already swollen and wanting so badly to be touched.

He stayed like that for a while, pressing inside her opening and coming out, until she was bucking underneath him.

He stuck his fingers in deep, getting them wet and began rubbing her clit in circles like he knew she liked. Slow, but lots of pressure.

He knew just how to drive her wild.

She started thrusting into his hand, wanting it harder, faster, but he refused to give it to her.

He teased her like that until she started moaning loudly, so badly wanting to cum.

He put his other hand around her throat, holding her tight in his lap so should couldn’t move but not so hard that should couldn’t breath and stared into her eyes.

“That feels good doesn’t it baby?” He said confidently.

She nodded, and let out a deep nervous sigh as she started edging.

“Do you want me to keep going?” he asked coyly.

She nodded, and barely managed to whimper “yes daddy” while edging for a second time.

“Yeah?” He asked while pressing harder and rubbing faster. “Are you going to cum for your dadd….?”

It was her that interrupted him this time, letting out a deep and powerful moan as she thrust his hand against her so he could feel her orgasm pulse through her entire body.

“Wow” he said, easing up but continuing with tiny, very light circle around her clit as her orgasm continued.

She sighed heavily, clearly relieved to have that pressure released from her, and embarrassed for having to beg for it.

“Go clean yourself up” he said with a smile, clearly thrilled with himself.

“Yes daddy” she said sweetly, face still red hot with excitement and shame and walked upstairs.

NSFW: yes

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