It was a normal day. Work, gym, shower, home. 

Not so normal though, was coming through the front door to be greeted by my wife, kneeling on the floor in just her knickers and a blindfold, and with her beautiful, teasing mouth ever so slightly open. 

And as luck would have it, I was as hard as I could possibly be. Such fortuitous timing. 

I stood there for a moment to take the entire scene in. I hadn't closed the door, so I slowly opened it further, watching the look on her face change as she felt more and more of the warm breeze push lazily through it, and past her. 

Across her body. Her breasts. Her visibly hardening nipples. 

I watched a small shiver go through her. Saucy minx. 

Was it the thrill of being caught like this? The thought of the couple across the road seeing us and having to pretend they didnt...? We were far enough inside that I didn't think that would be an issue but still... One could hope. 

I reached out and held her chin with my thumb and forefinger, gently tilting her head up to me. Leaning in, I kissed her, savouring her warm breath and wet lips before reaching for her hands, and pulling them to my thighs as I stood back up. 

Grabbing my pants she pulled the front down, along with half the back. Doing what she did so very very well, my beautiful wife then pulled my cock out, and held it up as she licked all the way from the base to the tip before swirling her tongue around the head. 

It such a cliche but honestly, watching a woman enjoy sucking your dick is such a turn on. Especially when it's your wife. And even moreso when she's sucking your dick. 

She knew exactly what she was doing and between the licking, sucking, jerking, and fondling, she had me ready to cum in a ridiculously short amount of time. She knew it too. She was at me like a woman on a mission, and the look on her face told me she was enjoying it. I wasn't complaining though, it was amazing. 

With practiced ease, she shifted my balls firmly to her left hand, putting some intense pressure on them, and then grabbed my cock firmly with her right. Sliding it out of her mouth, she rested the head on her tongue and started to vigorously jerk me off. I was in heaven. 

I watched as she expertly kept the underside of my head rubbing across her tongue, feeling the pressure in my balls increase both from the urge to cum, and from her left hand as she squeezed and pulled harder on them. Listening as my breath got more ragged, my hips involuntarily moving towards her. Zero control. She had me right where she always did. 

And then I felt my balls begin to pulse. She felt it too, and managed to squeeze them tighter as she pulled my cock from her tongue and aimed it at her chest. I struggled to stand as she jerked rope after rope of cum out of me, spraying every last drop of it across her chest and those achingly hard nipples. 

When I had no more cum to give, I gently grabbed her hand and she looked up at me with a smile. She couldn't see, but I was grinning from ear to ear. After catching my breath, I reached down and again, grabbed her chin between my finger and thumb before lovingly kissing her.

Thanks, she said, as I let her go. Like I had done her the favour. Lucky. 

Parting, I stood back up, put my cock away, and turned to close the front door. Seeing Helen and Bill out in their garden I took a step outside and waved to them. Helen saw me, and smiled and waved back before going back to the roses. 

One could hope.