Love reminding you of just how sexy your wife is. How desireable she is to not only others, but to you. Easy to fall into routine. To not notice when she is in her "average look" how her blouse hangs teasingly over her full breasts. Or how her jeans still hug her ass. To notice other men doing that little check over the shoulder when your wife walks by. And if you are imagining how she is when she sucks your cock. And how she might be different sucking my cock. Here is one that should really send you into overdrive. Imagine how she may be different sucking your cock... after having sucked my cock. How insatiable your wife is going to be after having been good and fucked on her naughty date.
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10 Oct 2020 5:23PM
Thats quite descriptive and that's an area I have thought about. I wonder if she'd be different in those ways. What will it be like after.
Some part of me says no but I think she deserves a date. Just to experience being out with someone different. Whether its drinks, dinner or something.
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10 Oct 2020 5:34PM
As I said before, that simple rush for her of getting dressed up for her first first date in so long. Of slipping on some teasing tempting lingerie. Wondering to herself how bold she is going to be. If her date is (inevitably) going to see the panties and bra she picked out. Sliding on a dress that is made to tempt. Both of you smiling at how good she looks, knowing that tonight that temptation belongs to another. She knows it may just stop at drinks and dinner. But deep down you both know, a man like me, she isn't going to be able to help herself, isn't going to want to help yourself. That that text is going to come. Telling you she was talked up to my room. Telling you not to wait up. She knows its naughty to put out on the first date... But naughty is too much fun.
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10 Oct 2020 5:45PM
You might make her shy like in this pic. She always puts her head down when you struck a chord.
If you make her make subtle movements you have her
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10 Oct 2020 6:00PM
I find those moments are the perfect time to draw in close. Not to touch. But just to brush the hair off the earn. Whisper in her ear. Using a slow and steady tone. Telling her something like, “You really have no idea do you? How sexy you are? How many men you inspire? How many are jealously watching us? How many wish they were the ones getting a whiff of your sweet perfume? How many men are envious of the fact I am the one taking you home with me.” Letting that last sentence linger. Forcing her to either speak up, or through her silence admit I am right.
