The Wrong Panties - Sex Stories

The Wrong Panties

... something made her hide even this from him. This both worried her and excited her further.

Chris finally came to bed, having finished watching the episode of whatever Netflix sci-fi show he was currently hooked on, Carmel, having tried to read the same page of her novel a dozen times without success, rolled over to him, draping her leg over him and kissing his neck lightly. It had been months since they had made love, but she knew she wasn't going to be able to sleep without scratching this itch.

"Mmm, are you in a frisky mood?" Chris asked sleepily.

"Mmmhmmm," she murmured into his neck, feeling the stirrings of his manhood against her leg where it draped over him, "Hope you're not too sleepy…"

"I think I could probably find the energy," Chris chuckled, pressing his thigh into her already damp crotch.

"Hot office boys got you all worked up, eh?" Chris asked, mockingly.

Carmel froze for a moment, feeling how the comment made her pussy clench a little and her hips push into his leg.

"Don't be silly," she chuckled back, "I'm probably just ovulating…" She trailed off, hoping he wouldn't pick up on the fact that her reproductive pill blocked her ovulation.

With that, Carmel slid her leg back, giving herself space to reach for her husband's crotch. Taking his growing cock in her hand, she expertly coaxed Chris's manhood to full erection, moaning into his ear as it pulsed in her hand. An image of the bulge in Josh's pants flashed into her mind, and the ...

... sound of him saying "Bigger?" echoed through her skull. Hungrily, she climbed up onto Chris, lowering herself onto his hard cock with a sigh. He wasn't small, but she couldn't stop her mind from wondering whether Josh was bigger. It sure looked like it from the bulge in his pants.

Chris, sensing how turned on his wife was, lasted no time at all, gripping her hips and thrusting up into her as he came.

"Sorry," he mumbled, "Didn't take much… Do you want me to go down on you?" He yawned.

Swallowing her sense of frustration, Carmel climbed off, smiling down at her loving, faithful husband.

"No, you're tired honey. You just sleep," she said softly.

With that, she gave him a kiss and rolled over. Within minutes, Chris was snoring. Carmel once again stared at the ceiling, sleep eluding her as her mind played over that morning's meeting. Glancing around the room, her eyes fell on the dresser, going straight to the 'naughty drawer'.

Climbing out of bed, she made her way over to the dresser. Opening the drawer, and then the little box, she retrieved the pulsating panties. Digging a little deeper into the drawer, her hand fell on what she was looking for - her trusty old dildo. This, along with the other contents of the drawer, had not been used in a long time. It was a little bigger than Chris, though only by a little, both in length and girth. He half-jokingly said that anything bigger would have made him jealous, all those years ago when they excitedly went into the sex ...