“Oh?“, he replied.
“Yes. You know those pictures Anders sent me?“
“Yes?“
“I’ve been looking at them since I got them – kind of a lot.“
He smiled.
“Really?“
“Yes. Especially the dick picks.“
“Oh dear.“
“And I’ve been thinking about how it’s going to feel inside me.“
“You have?“
“Yes,” she said, “and it’s gone straight to my pussy every time.“
He lowered his head. There was a moment’s quiet.
“Well,” she said, “I better get ready.”
“Yes,” he replied, “Tell me if you need anything.”
“Well, you can start by going upstairs – in the back of the second drawer there’s some sexy underwear. You can go get it for me while I shower.“
“Okay.”
He went up and got the underwear – which she hadn’t worn in years – and laid it out for her. Then he sat down on the couch and waited, until he heard her turn off the shower.
The door to the bathroom swung open and Hannah came out. She was naked. She had a red nail polish in her hand. He couldn’t remember the last time she’d used nail polish.
She went to the living room and sat in her arm chair.
“Go get the small foot stool,” she said.
He got the stool and placed it in front of her, and she put her foot on it.
“Sit there,” she said and pointed at the floor in front of her. He sat down. She carefully painted her toe nails.
“Blow them,” she said when she was finished, “And I’ll just sit here and look at Anders’ cock.”
She took her phone and looked at it. He gently placed a hand under her foot, leaned forward and blew.
When her nails had dried, she put her feet down and spread her legs, giving him an unobstructed view of her pussy. It was shiny from her juices. He pushed the foot stool to the side and moved closer.
“Do you see?“, she asked.
“Yes.“
“Take a good look,” she said, “And rub your dick. But no cumming!“
“Oh yes.“, he said and unbuttoned his pants and started masturbating.
She looked at her phone. She shifted her weight. Then she looked at Tom again.
“Do you see how wet I am?” she said and spread her legs a little further. He moved his head closer.
“Yes.“
“And do you know why I’m so wet?“
“Yes.“
“It’s not because of you. It’s because of Anders. Because of his cock. My pussy is wet because I’m going to feel it inside me soon. You know that, right?“
He rubbed his dick harder and breathed faster.
“Yes.“
“And does that make you jealous?“
“Yes…“
“Good. It should. I’m your wife, and I am insanely horny at the thought of another man fucking me.“
“Oh yes.“
“And I’m going to let him do it today.”
“Yes.“
“In a few hours, he’ll push his cock inside me.”
“Oh yes.”
She leaned forward and showed him her phone. There was Anders’ cock. It was big, and it was hard.
“This cock,” she said.
“Oh yes.”
“And I’m going to get dicked down so good by this cock.”
“Yes.“
“And I’m really excited about it.”
“Oh yes.”
She let him sit there for a moment, stroking his dick, looking from Anders’ cock to her pussy and back again. Then she stopped him.
“Enough!“, she said and took her phone and put her legs together, “That was it, you stop now.“
He let go of his dick. She was about to get up.
“Honey?“, he asked.