1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 20


    Date: 10/6/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

    scents: that soft, female muskiness, a little sweat, her feminine pheromones, flowers…always. My own arousal was budding quite nicely as well. I continued to shower small kisses on her back, lower and lower, until I got to the top of her panties. Then I hooked my fingers in the sides and began to slowly – ever so slowly – work them down over her hips, kissing each new centimeter of her soft skin as I revealed it. I turned removing her panties into a game, a process rather than an action, ever so slowly stripping her naked, removing her last small garment. I lingered at her firm, perfect little bottom, kissing it carefully, lovingly, trying to cover both luscious cheeks with tiny kisses as I held her panties at her thighs. I slowly worked her panties down her legs, aware of and enjoying the sweet muskiness of her proximate sex, and when she stepped out of them I held them for a moment, feeling her moist warmth, before dropping them aside. I’d held her legs, so that she wouldn’t move, and now I ran my hands slowly and gently back up those long limbs, stroking her until my fingers found her soft, springy curls. When I parted her soft lips and felt her heat and moisture she moaned softly, deep in her throat. “Mmmm, Davey, god! Please stop and let me shower first, before it’s too late.” I laughed softly as I rose to my feet, keeping my hand cupped over her sex, one finger between her puffy labia. “I suppose I could, if you insist.” To my ears my voice sounded slightly hoarse, ...
    strained, and I knew it was because of my own arousal. I’d set this up to turn her on, but, as always, she was turning me on at least as much. I reached out for her hand. “May I accompany milady to the bath?” She laughed softly. “You may – you’re a little overdressed…or I’m a lot underdressed. Why do you still have your suit and tie on?” “I wanted to look nice for you.” “You do; very nice.” “I think we both look incredible.” I handed her wine glass to her. “Here, you’re going to want this.” “I can’t very well drink it in the shower!” She took another swallow, savoring the flavor; I knew it was one of her favorites. “You can set it on the sink, so you have it when you get out. I’ll bring the bottle, in case we need refills.” I snagged the bottle and opened the bathroom door for her, allowing her to see the soft candlelight, the luxurious, rich bubbles filling the tub, the thick towels laid out and ready. I was there when the relaxing, sensual scent of the vanilla candles and bath bubbles hit her senses. She walked in slowly, and then looked at me in wonder. “Davey? This is all for me? I don’t understand, is it something I’ve forgotten, some date…?” I shook my head, setting the bottle and my glass on the vanity before putting my hands on her shoulders. “No, sweetheart, you haven’t forgotten anything, and yes, it’s all for you.” I shrugged. “Sometimes it’s just because, you know…just because someone loves you so very much, in this case.” “It’s…it’s amazing! You’re amazing! It smells ...