Wife Play 4.6/5 (43)

So my husband loves for me to go out in public dressed sexy so people will look… Well one Saturday afternoon I needed to go grocery shopping and my husband insisted that I dress up. He actually even picked out my outfit.

I wore a red pencil skirt that came to about six inches above my knees. This skirt has a slit up the side that shows off my black thigh high stockings while I am sitting down.

Underneath I wore a black sheer G-string that leaves very little to the imagination when worn by itself.

On top, I wore a thin white blouse with the top three buttons undone over a sexy white lace push-up bra that made my already big breasts look huge. My husband also loves my shoe collection so he had me wear my red suede four-inch platform heels.

I must admit, I looked hot…. So hot indeed that my husband had a difficult time keeping his hands off me before I left.

As I was getting dressed, before I had put my skirt on, he pushed me down on our bed and started to eat me out.

He started slow, then fast, then slow again. I begged him to use his fingers and make me cum but he refused. When I was finally about to cum from his licking, he stopped.

I thought he was going to pull his cock out and end this game but no such luck… He showed me the bulge in his pants and then helped to my feet and handed me my skirt to put on.

Oh my god was I sexually frustrated!!! He did help me step into my skirt, had me spin around zipped me up and gave me a light swat on my rear that seemed to go straight to my now aching clit.


So off to the grocery store I went, very sexually frustrated and extremely horny.

Like I said though, I did look hot, and if noticed is what my husband wanted, noticed is definitely what he got.

As I walked though the store I felt like every eye was on me. Every male eye seemed to undress me and every female eye seemed to shoot daggers at me. With all the attention it seemed to take longer than normal to finish my shopping. Just as I was almost done and about ready to head to the cashier something caught my eye, or someone.

I saw a younger man, probably in his late twenties, shopping alone, with no wedding band, about 6 feet tall, 200 pounds, muscular but not crazy body builder type.

He was wearing a pair of khaki pants, and a button up Tommy Bahama shirt and leather high-end loafers, probably Cole Hanns but I couldn’t tell from far away.

With my hormones still raging from my husbands’ games, I felt like now was the perfect time to get even.

Figures, he was in the frozen food aisle.

I walked up behind him and “accidentally” bumped into him and bumped my wallet off the cart and onto to floor.

“Oh, I’m sorry”, I said. “I’m so clumsy. Let me get that” as I bent over at the waist to pick up my wallet.

As I stood, I reached out and introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Emily, what’s your name?”

He replied, shaking my hand and said “Hi, I’m Ryan.”

We stood there and had small talk for a little while and after a while I noticed that my nipples had gotten chilly and were now as hard as rocks and could be seen through my thin bra and blouse… I think Ryan noticed too, judging by the huge bulge in his pants.

As our small talk slowed down I told him, “Ya know, I’ve never seen you here before.”

He said, “Well that’s probably because I just moved into a condo a couple blocks away.”

Being the ever-vigilant friendly neighbor, I said “Well then, we should get together some time and I can show you around.”

He immediately commented, “I’m sure your husband wouldn’t like that.”

I assured him that there was nothing to worry about. “My husband has me dress up and sends me out to see how many virile young men I can pick up.” That really caught his attention.

By then the wheels were really starting to get turning in my head… I then asked him; “Actually, what are you doing later tonight?”

He said, “I’ve got nothing going on. What do you have in mind?”

I reached into my purse for a pen and paper, wrote down my number and address, folded it in half and sealed it with a kiss from my bright red lipstick. As I looked up I could tell by the look on his face that I had surprised him.

I handed him the note and asked, “Well can you come by at 8 tonight, and I’ll show you around, is that ok?”

He just nodded and said “Sure, sounds great.”

Then, just to make sure he would show up, as I began to walk away I gave him a little swat on his rear and gave him a mischievous wink as I walked away.


When I got home, I was happy as a clam and my husband could not figure out what I had up my sleeve.

He knew what he had done and in the past that would’ve resulted in me coming home and screwing his brains out… No such luck this time hubby…

So the day went on like any other except I wore my same outfit around the house and persisted in teasing my husband any chance I had.

Bending over at the waist right in front of him, bending over and showing him my cleavage. Rubbing my skirt clad ass against the ever-present bulge in his pants, etc.

After dinner I even caught him in our bedroom trying to masturbate to relieve some of the built up tension I was causing. I then told him, “You better stop that or I wont help you with it later.” Funny how the tables turn, huh.


So as the night wore on, so did my nerves.

How far did I really intend to push it with Ryan?

Would he actually show up even?

About 7:15, I decided it was time to change the game. I went up stairs to change my outfit for the evening.

I left the white blouse, but changed the bra to a black lace one and put on a black daringly short skirt with silver metal studs all across the front.

Black fishnet hose and my super sexy black knee high, six-inch platform heel, lace up the front, Fuck me boots!

Last thing to do was to make sure my husband was occupied by the time Ryan got here.

So I grabbed my whip and called him upstairs “Honey, can you help me with something upstairs?”

As my husband came around the corner and saw me standing there with my whip, his reaction was as expected, his jaw dropped and then he coyly asked, “What can I help you with, honey?”

I ordered him “Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed on your back.”

He thought he was being funny by going slowly so I used my whip on his ass and that seemed to speed up his progress…. I think I’m beginning to like this game.

Once he was lying down, all except his cock, which was, sticking straight up, I used some knots he taught me and tied him spread eagle on our bed.

Then I grabbed a ball gag out of my private drawer and put it in his mouth and around his head… “No noise from you mister!”

He fought that one a little but quit fighting when I whispered in his ear “If you behave, then I’m going to fuck your brains out.”

Then in one fell swoop, I went down on him and swallowed his cock up to his balls.

When he was just about to cum I heard him start to groan so I stopped and said “You better to keep that thing hard, I’ll be back!” and started to walk out of our bedroom.

Then I remembered… I grabbed my iPad tablet and put it next to his head and brought up the screen that shows our in home security system that has cameras in every downstairs room of our house.

Then I whispered in his ear, “Remember, you said you wanted to watch me have sex with another man.

He nodded.

“You’re about to get your wish!” As his eyes bulged, I got up, grabbed my whip and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind me.



  • Geo

    Reply Reply June 30, 2020


  • Mike

    Reply Reply July 1, 2020

    Didn’t care for the Mistress Emma part as I am nor into S&M.

  • Mike

    Reply Reply July 1, 2020

    It was good till the S&M part, I am not into S&M, would preferd a different ending.

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