Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

I beat Anna home from work that night, and prepared a surprise dinner for her as a sort of make shift apology. I wasn’t really sorry, I was more amused, and if anything – strangely proud.

She walked in the front door looking tired, but as beautiful as ever. At first she avoided talking to me, but her wall eventually came down.

“Sorry I yelled so much earlier, I know it was an accident.” she admitted, ” – I just felt… naked.”

I chuckled, “Well… you were.”

We ate in silence for a minute, and I told her, “I saw Bob as I left for work this morning.”

She immediately blushed, “Oh God. I don’t know how I’ll be able to look at him again.”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Its not a big deal babe, c’mon.” I tried to downplay the entire thing. I paused, continuing. “He actually told me that I’m a very lucky man.” I glanced up at her as I said it, curious to her reaction.

She gasped, “He didn’t!”

I nodded, “He did. He said you have an unbelievably beautiful body, and that you should be very proud of it.” I added the last part. It was a white lie, but it was also completely true, even if he didn’t say it exactly that way.

“What did you say!?” she nearly screamed the question at me.

I smiled, “I told him I know, I am a very lucky man.”

She blushed, but this time it wasn’t purely of embarrassment. There was a look on her face. It was the first time in years that she had heard another man openly compliment her naked body, a man other than me. There was a hint of excitement present in her shade of red.

Minutes later we were naked in our bed, fucking like animals. Her pussy was as wet as I had felt it in a long time, and I was rock solid. I couldn’t help but probe the reasoning, I clutched her massive tits as she rode me cowgirl, inciting her with my questioning. “Damn baby, you’re wet as fuck.”

She moaned, arching her head back and grabbing my shoulders.

I couldn’t help myself, and teased her, “Maybe we should let Bob get a look at your tits everyday.”

She slapped my chest, “Stop it.” Her tone was serious, but she didn’t mean it, her teeth grit and she moaned through her words.

“What? I’m sure he’d love to get another look at these gorgeous things.” I squeezed them again, pinching her nipples, a sensation that she loved.

She moaned loudly, grinding into me. Her pussy gushed, as she clamped down on my dick, cumming.

Her groan was loud enough to wake the neighborhood, and it caused my own orgasm to burst, as I came inside of her. Moments later we both slowly drifted off to sleep, without another mention of it.

A few days had passed and the weekend approached. I woke up late on Saturday and was groggily pouring myself some cereal when I looked out the window. To my surprise I saw Anna and Bob conversing. My wife looked to be planting some herbs in our garden, and Bob looked to be assisting her. She was dressed conservatively, but something stirred inside me at the sight of them interacting. Bob had seen her stark naked just days earlier, and here they were casually discussing botany.

Anna eventually came inside, a light sheen of morning sweat glistened on her skin.

I wasted no time, “I thought you were never gonna be able to speak to him again.” I offered, with complete sarcasm.

She blushed.

I prodded, “Well? Was it awkward?”

“Yes! At first.” She seemed nervous to be discussing it.

“What did he say?”

She fidgeted as she spoke, her blush not leaving her face, “Nothing, I don’t know. He just came over and offered me help with the plants…”

She went to the cabinet for a glass and some water. Clearly feeling awkward. She continued.

“He apologized, but I told him it was my fault.” She blushed deeper. “He jokingly told me if he could wake up to that every morning he’d finally be able to quit drinking coffee.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “See! Nothing to worry about. What did you say to that?”

“N-Nothing, I guess I just laughed I think, I don’t know. That was the end of the conversation.”

We sat in silence for a moment, and she continued, “You know, I’m surprised you aren’t more jealous about this.”

I sighed, “Babe, it’s Bob. Hes not an asshole, he doesn’t have an agenda. He’s our harmless older neighbor.” I teased her more, “And it’s not my fault you decided to flash him.”

She called me on my bluff, “You know what I think!… I think you enjoy this. I think you like that I flashed him!”

I was caught off guard, but only for a moment, “I get a kick out of seeing you riled up, is all.” I thought hard on my next comment, but said it regardless, “You know what I think? I think a part of you enjoyed teasing him.”

“Tim!”

“Oh stop it Anna, it’s not a big deal. I’ve been telling you for years to show off more of your body, you’re a beautiful woman. I’m kind of glad you finally got caught.”

“You’re unbelievable! I can’t believe I married such a perv.”

I laughed, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her into my lap. “Stop being dramatic, and give me a kiss.” She reciprocated, and I couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t deny it.

Another week went by without event, and we soon found ourselves enjoying another lazy Sunday. Anna and I had gone out with some friends for an early brunch, and we each enjoyed one too many mimosas.

We were back at home, frisky, rather tipsy, and pawing at each other on our couch.

Anna whined, “I want to go in the pool.”

“So let’s go in the pool.” I replied.

She giggled and skipped upstairs to change, returning in her pink bikini.

“Not so fast.” I spoke, the alcohol getting the best of me, continuing. “You never wear the bikini I got you on our Cabo trip, that thing was expensive and it gets no use.”

Her face flashed red, but she said nothing. We regarded each other for a moment, and she slowly turned and went upstairs.

She came back down, nervous. Her beautiful tits were barely concealed by an incredibly thin black fabric, she spun around and her ass completely engulfed the G string. It almost looked like she was wearing nothing at all. It was perfect.

She clearly wasn’t in agreement. “I can’t go out in this.”

“Yes you can, its a bikini, they are made specifically for people to wear, outside.”

If she hadn’t already had a few drinks, she probably never would have agreed. But I looked on as she opened the sliding glass door to head outside. She scurried across the deck and jumped in the pool in a hurry.

I went upstairs to quickly change, and when I arrived on our patio I noticed that Bob had made yet another appearance, and was already conversing with Anna. The refraction of the water obviously did a decent job of concealing just how much of her skin was on display, but at the same time, it was pretty clear she wasn’t wearing much. There was a distinct look of regret on her face.

Bob greeted me as I walked over, “Hey there Tim. I was asking Anna if she wanted one of my famous Moscow Mules. She mentioned that you guys had broken the alcohol seal a bit early this morning.”

I chuckled, nodding in agreement, “You know Bob. I don’t want you to get the wrong impression. We aren’t really heavy drinkers, but for whatever reason lately, on Sundays – we go nuts.”

He laughed, “Sunday fun days is what you kids call it, right? I hear my niece say that all the time.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” I smiled, throwing caution to the wind. “I suppose I’ll take you up on that offer. Anna?”

She shrugged her shoulders, smiling. “Sunday fun day.” she said in agreement.

“Great.” Bob seemed enthused that he was going to be able to share it with us, “Just need a little help in the kitchen carrying the liquor. Do you mind, Tim?”

Not sure what made me decide to throw this curve ball into the mix, but I did. “Shit. You know, I just remembered I had to send a client a quick document. Babe, why don’t you help Bob out, I’ll be right back.”

I avoided looking directly at Anna, but I could see her death stare out of the corner of my eye. Without another word, I walked back inside. I quickly found my cell phone and pretended like I was typing away, walking toward the window for a view. I was smiling like an idiot in anticipation.

The window was ajar and it was easy to hear outside on the patio. I watched as Anna nervously walked out of the water, her beautiful ass on full display. The nipples on her big titties nearly edging around the fabric of her top as they bounced. Bob’s eyes darted wide when he got a clear look at what she was wearing, but he recovered with poise. “Well… That sure is a beautiful suit.” I heard him say.

Anna blushed, stuttering in reply. I watched as she quickly dried herself with a deck towel. “T-Thanks Bob. Tim made me wear it.”

They began walking across the yard towards Bobs sliding door. “Well, he certainly has good taste.”, I saw him smirk after the comment.

I looked on with strange excitement, watching as my wife’s ass bounced back and forth, seemingly nude – as she disappeared into our neighbors house.

I got a view out of our kitchen window and into his. Anna was moving around the room, helping Bob pick up glasses and mix the vodka. She looked divine. I could no longer hear what was being said, but Anna and Bob began to laugh. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, my half naked wife was casually strolling around our neighbors kitchen. It was such an exciting sight, and it surprised me to realize just how much I enjoyed witnessing it.