I Came Early
by Denny


I came home early one day. No reason to. I just did. My wife wasn't home, so I decided to go ahead and take a shower. She was probably at the gym again. I couldn't complain. She was in such great shape. And the way she looked in her tights and leotard always gave me a hard on

I was in and out of the shower in less than three minutes. I thought I had heard the front door close when I was in the shower but I couldn't be sure. So after I dried off, I listened before I came out of the bathroom. I could hear my wife's voice or at least her groaning. I started to throw the door open to see if she was okay. Then she stopped. Then she started up again. I couldn't imagine what was going on.

I opened the bathroom door, barely, and peeked through. She was bending over and over doing toe touches. Evidently she didn't know I was home She was standing there half naked exercising in front of a mirror. She didn't have any top on. I could see her black leotard on the bed. Since she was one of the most modest people I had ever known, I knew she would get embarrassed if I saw like that. In fact she would always wear a T-shirt over when I was around.

But there she was doing toe touches without her top. She did have beautiful breasts. They weren't the biggest in the world but they did look good. She bent over again and I looked at her butt and she didn't have any underwear on underneath the black tights. Every time she bent over the tights stretched tighter and I could see her little butt hole through them. I could feel my erection started to grow. Nevertheless, I didn't know what to do. If she thought I'd been in there spying on her, she'd be mad; and if she knew I saw here at all, like she was now, she'd be so embarrassed we’d never have sex again. I thought maybe she would go get a drink of water, and I could at least sneak out of the bathroom and put some clothes on.

No such luck. She sat down on the bed for a minute and started pulling her tights off because they were so wet with sweat. She finally got them off and hung them over the bathroom doorknob just inches away from my head. I could smell her from the tights. I wished I could have grabbed them and put them over my head until they were dry

She moved back in front of the mirror and started doing more exercises. Then, I could see her little butt hole clearly and also her crotch reflected in the mirror. Her body was glistening with sweat. I wasn't going to be able to control myself much longer. I had my hand around my penis without even knowing it until it was almost too late. She sat back down on the bed, but I could still see her reflection in the mirror.

I thought she was resting again, but this time she put her hand down between her legs and threw her head back and let out a big sigh. What the heck was she doing? Maybe I had walked into the wrong apartment. I had never seen her touch herself, much less put her finger inside herself. That was all I could take. I put my hand on the doorknob to go out into the bedroom just as she stood back up to do more toe touches. This time I could see beads of moisture on the hair around her vagina. That was it.

I opened the bathroom door, slowly so I wouldn't scare her to death. I guess she didn't hear me because she bent over as if she was stretching and stayed in that position for a few seconds. A few seconds too long. I couldn't help myself. I was already rock hard so I walked up behind her and caught her around the waist and guided my penis inside her from the back. She was already so wet it slid in so easily. She gasped and then started rocking back against my thrusts. She stayed bent over so I couldn't see her face. But my hands found both of her breasts. I cupped both of them as I moved in and out of her.

Her breathing was getting fast and heavy now almost as fast as mine was. I could feel the sperm moving toward the head of my penis and all at once, out it came. She must have felt it because she pushed her butt back into me so hard I thought I was going to fall backwards. I could tell she was having an orgasm too. She was almost screaming with pleasure. Finally we both started to calm down. I was still hard and wasn't about to slide out of her, yet.

I sat down on the end of the bed and pulled her back with me so she was sitting on my penis. When all her weight was on my lap she jumped. "You need to do this more often," she said as she started squirming on my penis. "I knew you were in there all along, I heard the shower going you dope. I've been waiting for you to take me like this for so long, I couldn't wait any longer," she said as her breaths were getting shorter and shorter just as mine were.

I didn't know what to say. She was moving just right, and I was ready to orgasm again. She was too. We both came at the same time for the first time in our marriage. Finally we both settled down and I finally slipped out of her.

We both lay there on the bed for a long time just talking and touching each other. I did reach over and grab her still wet tights of the doorknob and pull them over my head and take a deep long breathe. I could see her face even though the tights were pulled over my eyes. She was shocked or surprised. I told her that we had come this far let's tell each other about our other likes or dislikes. After our session, I really didn't think she'd mind too much about anything I wanted to do.

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