There is nothing better than being married to a beautiful and loving woman who treats me to erotic and lust-filled evenings. Recently we experienced such an evening.

After arriving home from an early dinner out and a movie, my wife, Angela, said she was going upstairs to change and that I was to put some music on the stereo and stay downstairs in the living room. I did as I was told. From conversations earlier in the week, I knew she was planning a lusty evening, with her calling the shots. The anticipation started to build.

I wanted very much to see what my wife was doing, how she was dressing, etc. In fact, I walked around outside our country house, hoping to get a glimpse of her and to see what was taking place upstairs. I was happy that I didn’t see any thing, so as not to ruin the erotic effect, but also disappointed, as I am a voyeur at heart.

After I got back inside, Angela asked me to strip naked and bring her a glass of champagne. As I ascended the stairs, I saw my wife. Oh, how beautiful she looked dressed in satin tap pants and a demi-bra that allowed her nipples to be exposed. I wanted so much to put my mouth on her hardened nipples, to suck them with my lips, to feel their hardness with the edges of my teeth.

Angela stopped me and inspected my body. My cock was hard, and she caressed it, first with her fingers, then with her hair. I thought she was going to suck on it, but instead she said, “I know what you want. You want me to suck your cock, but not now. First you must be made ready.”

I was taken into our candle-lit bathroom and helped into an already prepared tub of soothing, warm water. Angela then kneeled on a satinencased bed pillow and proceeded to wet my body. I was lathered — first my shoulders and back; then my right leg, first the thigh and then down to my toes; then my left leg, starting with my toes and up my leg to my thigh; and then, ever so innocently, my wife’s hand grazed the head of my cock. Next, my chest, and then my abdomen. So badly did I want my cock to be next, but it was not to be.

As a treat, I was offered one nipple to suck, then the other. I was then told not to speak unless asked to. Then I was offered a sip of her champagne, but I had to drink the champagne from the side where she had left a heavy smudge of her glossy lipstick. I was being driven crazy with lust, being toyed with emotionally, and I was loving it.

Now Angela slowly lathered her hands and, finally, reached for my rigid cock. Her hands felt so good. Up and down she slowly pumped the shaft. I was in heaven, never wanting the moment to end. Angela slowed her pace and asked me if I was enjoying myself. I answered, “Yes.” She resumed stroking my cock till I was at the brink of an orgasm, and then she stopped. I was told that it was time to rinse off!

After she toweled off my body, she dusted me with talcum powder, using a sable makeup brush. I was then led to our bedroom and told to lie back on our satin-sheet-covered water bed. Angela left for a few minutes to change into another outfit. When she returned, she was wearing a satin G-string and a loose-fitting camisole that allowed her breasts to move freely. I could see her hardened nipples brushing against the silky-smooth fabric, and when she bent forward, I could see her full breasts. I knew that no matter what it took, I had to have her. I couldn’t wait much longer.

Angela next applied a body oil, first to my nipples, rubbing and tweaking them to induce that most enjoy able pleasure/pain sensation, then to my once again hard cock, making me burn with desire as the oil became heated from the friction of her hands on my erection. Finally she put my cock in her mouth — I was being blown away, literally! Again I approached the edge of an orgasm, and again she stopped.

Getting up off the bed, Angela started to strut her stuff, teasing me by playing with her breasts, erect nipples and hot pussy. After removing her G-string, she straddled my hard dick. As she slid back and forth, her creamy pussy lips caressed the length of my shaft. I was again in heaven. Ever so slowly, the head of my cock started to enter her vaginal opening. Deeper and deeper. The desire in my groin was uncontrollable. I wanted to be fucked with wild abandon.

But first Angela worked her cunt slowly up and down the entire length of my cock. It was maddening, but soon she picked up her pace and then finally went wild, fucking my cock with animal lust, going as fast and as hard as she could, until we both collapsed after the most intense orgasms we’d had in years.