The Letter - Sex Stories

The Letter

... with and I’d like it be you. I want some excitement back in my life Rob; it’s not enough to simply please you anymore .” I twirled the memory stick in my hand. Did I actually want to watch her video? Did I want to know what my wife did to ‘get off’ when I’d failed her? What was it she did that might revolt me? Was she into some weird fetish? Surely not, she’d have told me. She knew I was open-minded. Hell, I hadn’t batted an eyelid the first time she’d tied me to the bed and ass fucked me with a beer bottle! What could be wilder than that? My phone buzzed. A text from Jess; a long one. “ Rob, I’m stuck at work. Home ASAP. I assume you’re at the pub? ” No, I hadn’t gone that night. I’d wanted to spend the whole evening with her. “ I’ve done something stupid and if you get home before me please don’t open the letter in the kitchen. I was angry when I wrote it and I’m sorry. Throw it away and I’ll explain when I get home. We need to talk, Jess x ” Well at least she wasn’t still mad at me. Yes we’d talk. I hated her thinking I was treating her like a doormat, it was never my intention. I wanted to protect her, save her from the burden of my work worries but it appeared I’d shut her out. It was time to be honest. My fist tightened around the memory stick and my mind whirled - so what was on that video? What might I not like? I glanced at her text; ‘ please throw it away .’ I should have done exactly that, I should have discarded the letter and it’s attachment but curiosity got ...

... the better of me. My laptop was fired up in the blink of an eye and Jess’s memory stick slid in. There was only one file on the stick, entitled “what you missed last night!” Nice . I braced myself and clicked ‘play’. The file was a video that had been filmed on Jess’s phone. The first shot was of me and immediately made me uncomfortable. I was sprawled naked on our bed, snoring loudly and lying in a most unflattering pose, ‘crash position’ I suppose you’d call it. My flaccid cock was in full view and Jess zoomed in on it as she unceremoniously flicked the lifeless meat back and forth. Ouch! Jess’s disgruntled voice could be heard saying ‘typical’ before she and the camera padded out of the bedroom towards the bathroom. There then followed some commotion as Jess positioned the phone on our heated towel rail and lined up a perfect shot of our bathtub. “What the hell’s she doing?” I muttered. All would be revealed. Jess appeared in shot, butt naked and beautiful. My wife had a fantastic body - long firm legs, pert behind, toned stomach and the most succulent rounded breasts. Jess’s breasts weren’t large, but they were a good handful and when she was aroused her dark nipples stood erect, begging to be sucked. Jess stepped into the bathtub and I my cock tingled as she lifted her leg and flashed her slit at the camera. My eyes focussed in on her neatly trimmed pussy, so beautiful, so fuckable. My cock began to swell at the sight and my right hand gravitated towards it, stroking it. ...