1. Our Night Out


    Date: 11/6/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Voyeur, Author: Matt-in-the-West, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    My wife Wendy is a beautiful woman, her best feature her long legs and beautiful ass. When she wears a short skirt, men and women stare at her. She simply exudes sex appeal. Occasionally Wendy gets "in a mood" and I never know what's coming but I know it will lead to the best sex ever. She's a bit of an exhibitionist as well and likes public, risky sex on occasion. One day we planned an outing to Manhattan. We live a few hours north of NYC so it's not unusual for us to do dinner, theater and a hotel somewhere near Broadway. This time we were celebrating her new boob job and my birthday. She went from an A cup to a B and she was finally healed enough to allow me to play and she made it clear she was "in a mood" to do so and it would happen on the trip. The day of the trip she took the day off and drove to Manhattan to shop and check into the hotel (she had our travel bag) and I worked and left early and took the train to meet her downtown. We were to meet at a favorite restaurant of ours at 6:00. I walked into the restaurant and spotted her immediately. She was dressed in a new ankle length black wraparound dress which buttoned in the front, nylons and four inch heels. I could tell she was wearing a garter belt because her black sheer stockings sagged a bit and were seamed. She knows this drives me crazy and tonight was no different. Her makeup was a bit on the severe side. Much darker eye makeup than normal but then not over the top either given our agenda for the evening. ...
    Lipstick was bl**d red and wet. We had a wonderful dinner and she was secretive all evening. When I would asked what she had planned all I got was a smile. Every time the conversation dulled a bit she rubbed my pant leg under the table with her stocking foot (which is how I discovered the seams). From dinner we cabbed it to the theater. The show was decent, not great, but in fairness I was distracted. The whole time we were there she occasionally dropped her hand to my crotch and occasionally I would try to run my hand up her leg but was blocked by her hand and the buttons on her dress. After the show we walked the few blocks to our hotel. At one point she pulled me into an alley and kissed me, her lipstick smearing on us both and I swear her tongue almost down my throat. "I need to suck you honey" she pleaded. "Let me do it here. I can't wait to taste you.". "No chance, Wendy," I responded, "we're less than a block from the hotel and you know I won't be satisfied until I make you cum, too". She smiled, I'm certain anticipating this answer as she's the risk taker, not me. She wiped off the lipstick smears off us both and applied it again to her lips. On we went to the hotel. Now a bit about the hotel. I won't share the name but it's on Broadway and unlike most hotels in the area, the rooms start on the third floor. No one wants these rooms usually because of the street noise and they are relatively inexpensive as a result. Sure enough though, Wendy took me to the third floor, ...
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