I use to write these kind of stories to my (M34) wife (F35) every time we have some particularly intense session. Since I get a lot of inspiration from this forum, I thought it would be nice to give some back. Hope you enjoy it.

That morning started like any other, with my usual routine of leaving early for work. But 20 minutes after I left, I got your message. I opened the photo and there you were, so sensual and provocative with that purple thong: "Look what you missed last night" (we both had passed out tired by the kids). I know you love sending me those pics so that I spend the day thinking about you, knowing that when I get turned on, I can't think of anything else. That was your intention, wasn't it? To keep me hard all day, longing for you.

What you didn't know was that I was almost back home because I forgot my wallet. I walked in and found you in the bathroom, stunning, exactly like in the photo, just about to get on the shower. The surprise in your eyes made me smile. "You looked amazing in that photo," I said as I approached you.

We kissed passionately, and I gently pushed you against the wall, feeling the heat of your body against mine. Your hand moved down to my crotch, caressing my hardness through my pants, and I knew we were both ready for more. I unzipped without unbuttoning my pants, pulling out my cock and rubbing it against your skin. I know you wanted me to fuck you, but the kids would wake up in any moment, so you sat on the toilet and without wasting time, you started sucking my cock with a devotion that drove me crazy.

I held your head, guiding you, feeling how your mouth slid over my hardness. You moved perfectly, and your hands worked on my balls, increasing my pleasure. After a while, you started jerking me off while still sucking, clearly wanting to push me to the edge.

I couldn't stop watching you, how you completely gave yourself to it, and I held back a little longer, enjoying every moment. I was so turned on that I started fucking your face vigorously, until you started moaninig and I felt I couldn't take it anymore. I told you I was about to come. You pulled my cock out of your mouth, stood up, and jerked me off with your hand, aiming at the sink.

I told you to massage my balls as I was about to cum. The pleasure was overwhelming. You milked me to the very last drop, making me shoot ropes of cum into the sink.

We quickly washed up and shared one last kiss before I headed back to work, more relaxed and filled with pleasure than ever.

I thought about you all day long and how your "wicked" intention of teasing me ended up with your mouth full of my cock instead of leaving me hard and longing for you from afar. I can't wait to do it again.